Chapter 1 All the Money at the Train Station Was Stolen

As the saying goes, the general trend of the world is to be divided for a long time and to be divided for a long time.

And the love between a child and a daughter is also divided and combined, combined and divided. Some of them closed for a long time, but some of them did not.

It was as if we were in an age where it was especially easy to break up, because of the trivial things, because of the betrayal, because of the family obstruction, because of the difficulty in separating from other places, because of the bad character, because of the separation.

Thousands of worlds have thousands of reasons to break up.

After the breakup, they had their own ways and moods.

Or he would cry all day, or drink all day, or be unable to let go for a long time, or let go and continue to walk, or immediately have fun.

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A year after I broke up with my ex-girlfriend, I was still in the shadows of a breakup.

On may 1st, I went out alone to travel. However, the crowded attractions made me tired, so I decided to go back early.

That day, I had just arrived in Green city railway station by car and was going to buy a ticket home.

This is the last train on my way home. I'll be home in two more hours.

There were many people in the ticket office, and there was a long queue at every window. No way, may day is like this, almost all the train stations in the country are like this, crowded.

I saw that the length of the line was not bad, so I randomly picked a line and lined it up. According to the situation, it was expected to be about half an hour. The feeling of waiting had always been painful, but there was only one train to our county today, so I had to buy tickets.

The closer I got to the front, the more time passed. I wanted to take out my wallet and id card in advance so that it would be my turn to do it quickly and save everyone some time.

However, when I reached into my pocket for my purse, I couldn't find it!

I was shocked because I knew that my wallet was always in this pocket. How could I not have it?

My first reaction was to be stolen, but I secretly hoped that maybe I remembered it wrong, so I put my hand into my pocket and reached to the bottom, but the pocket was not broken, the wallet was still not!

I subconsciously turned to the other pockets on my body, but when I turned to the pockets of my pants, I suddenly realized that my phone was gone, too?

My heart sank. It's over. It must have been stolen!

His mother's wallet and cell phone were in two different pockets, and they could all be lost. I wonder if the thief was too skilled or if I was too careless.

What should we do?

For a moment, I had a feeling of despair. I had no money or cell phone. What should I do? At this time, he had no money on him, and his id card and bank card were all in his wallet.

Her phone was gone, and she couldn't find anyone for emergency treatment. But I don't even know anyone in this city. Who should I call for help?

I scolded the thief in my heart and at least left it to me for my cell phone. My cell phone has been used for more than a year, and it's not worth it. You stole it too?

But what's more, there's only one phone number I can remember, and that's my ex-girlfriend's!

More and more mobile phone functions, more and more advanced, more and more intelligent, more and more attractive, just keep the number in the phone, call directly through the contacts, who will be a number of keys?

I didn't even remember my family's phone number or my friends'. All I knew was that they kept it in my phone, but I remembered my ex-girlfriend's phone number!

Even though we broke up for a year, I still remember the eleven digits clearly.

It's like it's imprinted in my brain!

The only person I can call for help seems to be her, but we haven't contacted for nearly a year. Can I call her?

I sat by the flower bed in front of the train station square, dejected and at a loss.

I have thought about many situations, including my own miserable exile on the street, and even the situation of walking home. It's only two or three hours'drive. You have to walk until the end of time.

However, what I think about the most is my ex-girlfriend.

When her name came back to my mind, I felt a little uncontrollable.

In fact, I haven't forgotten her for so long.

Gradually, instead of worrying about my desperate situation, I was thinking about my ex-girlfriend.

I wonder how she is now.

Now I don't know anything about her, and I've never contacted her, even though I've missed her so many nights.

How hard is it to forget someone?

Just like that, I thought for more than half an hour and finally made a decision.

I want to call my ex-girlfriend!

It's just that the situation is not that simple. Even if I want to make a call, I have to find a cell phone.

I know, this is definitely not an easy thing. Sure enough, I didn't borrow a cell phone for more than an hour. There were so many people in front of the train station that no one would lend me a cell phone.

Of course, I can't blame anyone else. If I compare my heart with mine, I might reject it. After all, the train station is one of the most chaotic places. There are all kinds of people here, so we still have to be on guard when we go out.

It's always right to be on guard when you're out.

But is our society too cold now?

I sat in front of the flower bed, feeling very sad and helpless.

Well, I can't even get in touch with my ex-girlfriend!

I sat there stupidly. No one in the square looked at me. It was as if I didn't exist. No one could see my loneliness and helplessness.

At this moment, all I had left was the handbag beside me, which contained a few clothes, a charger, a charging treasure, a razor, and so on. I think it would be better if I had more eyes. If I put the money in different places, maybe I would have some change on me, instead of being penniless and desperate like I am now.

I've never been as helpless as I am today. From head to toe, I seem to be emitting a pitiful aura.

I don't even want to call my ex-girlfriend, because I don't want her to see me in such a bad state.

I stared numbly at the square, the endless flow of cars, the people coming and going, everything seemed to blur, just like those fast shots in the movie, no one would stop for me.

At this time, I suddenly saw a place that caused a little chaos. The people nearby looked over at the same place, but soon they hurried past as if nothing had happened.

I saw that it was an old man who fell to the ground.

But none of the passers-by came forward to help them, and some even avoided them from afar. Some of the people who talked about it did not come forward to help.

I saw the old man's expression was very painful, so I quickly stood up and walked towards him.

I want to help him!

I didn't think so much. It was just a little help. Besides, what can I do even if the old man wants to blackmail me? I don't have any money on me. What am I afraid of?

"Are you all right, sir?"

I asked him as I picked him up.

The old man stood up with my help and seemed to be fine. He shook his head and said to me, "It's all right, it's all right. I'm old. My legs and feet are not sharp anymore. Thank you, young man." Nothing." I smiled.

At this moment, I suddenly thought that I could ask the old man to help me, so I quickly asked, "Old man, that, do you have a cell phone? The old man looked at me and I explained," my cell phone and wallet have been stolen. Now I want to call my friend." Ah, it's all stolen." The old man looked at me sympathetically and sighed," there are many thieves at the train station. You have to be careful. You can use my phone. With that, the old man put his hand into his pocket and took out his cell phone. It was an old man's phone, but for me, it was enough to make a call.

I looked at the old man's phone and took a deep breath. After another ten seconds, I pressed down the eleven numbers in my memory.

Then, he pressed the dial out button.

When I pressed the push button, my hands trembled, and the muscles on my face trembled, holding my breath involuntarily, or I didn't dare to breathe at all. I put the phone into my ear and pressed it tightly. The beep came into my ear very clearly.

I was so looking forward to her answering the phone, hearing her voice, and I was so afraid to hear his voice.

My heart was in a state of extreme conflict, and an unspeakable fear spread to my body like a weed. I only felt my body unusually tense and hard, especially uncomfortable.

There was still a' beep' in my ear, and my ex-girlfriend still hadn't answered my call. Suddenly, she felt a sense of loss and frustration.

However, when" I'm sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. I suddenly felt a little relieved when the voice sounded.

I sighed and looked up at the dim sky. Maybe this was god's plan.

In fact, I never dared to face her.

I stood there for a few more seconds before I took my phone away from my ear.

However, before the phone was taken off, it suddenly rang again, and the old man's phone rang especially loudly. It was not exaggerating to say that it was a bit harsh. It was simply the king of counterfeit machines. There seemed to be impurities in the horn, crackling.

My hand trembled again and almost dropped my phone. I really didn't expect my cell phone to ring at this time. I was shocked. Maybe I was too nervous just now.

I thought someone might have called the old man, but when I saw the number on the phone, my heart was beating like it was about to pop out of my throat.

It was his ex-girlfriend who called!