When I woke up again, I was hungry. Since I felt hungry, it showed that my body had begun to recover.

    There is a bowl of porridge on the bedside table, with poached eggs and minced meat sauce on it. It smells tempting. I can''t feel anyone in the outer room. Maybe they all went out.

    Zhang Ke lay still and couldn''t resist the temptation of such a real sense of hunger and the smell of food. He struggled to sit up and thought that it was a dream and there was no reason to starve himself. He poured all the porridge, eggs and minced meat into his stomach and lay down for a while before his hands and feet gradually gained strength.

    Zhang Ke pushed the door to the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. His face was pale, full of sick features, sharp chin, no look in his eyes, thin lips and some hairy whiskers on his lips. He was himself at the age of 16. If he hadn''t seen it in the mirror and just recalled it, he couldn''t have imagined such a real face.

    What the hell is going on? Zhang Ke fanned his face. He didn''t dare to exert himself. It hurt a little. Dreams can''t simulate the pain of the body, but who can be sure? Is it reasonable to turn back time? Neither can he prove that he is in a dream, nor can he believe that he is in the real world. Zhang Ke doesn''t know what went wrong and put himself in such a state.

    Walking through the living room, I glanced at the calendar on the glass table - July 18, 1994 - ah, July 18!

    Isn''t it July 16 to reduce the fever? The reason why Zhang Ke clearly remembers the date when the high fever subsided is that on the third day after he had a high fever when he was 16, that is, on July 18, a vicious traffic accident of five deaths and three injuries occurred in the North Street behind the organ dormitory.

    Zhang Ke picked up the T-shirt cover, grabbed a handful of change from the earthenware pot on the cabinet by the door, and a key was passed through with a colored rope - exactly the same as the details in his memory. Zhang Ke would hang the key around his neck at the age of 16 - stuffed the key and change into his trouser pocket and went downstairs.

    After buying a morning paper of the day, it was indeed July 18. Zhang Ke looked up at the sun hanging on the corner of the high-rise building on the west side, turned the corner and walked to North Street.

    At this time, there is no abnormality in the North Street. The dull air makes people sleepy. Near the corner is a building materials store, next door is a hardware store, and then there is a convenience store. The heat is steaming, and there are almost no pedestrians in the street. There is no one here except myself. Occasionally a car passes by. Zhang Ke stood on the street for a while. He didn''t look like he had been in a car accident, nor did he see that he was going to have a car accident. The fever had just subsided. His weak body couldn''t stand the heat. His forehead was sweating. Zhang Ke buried himself in the convenience store and stood under the whirring ceiling fan.

    The curtain was lifted from the outside. A young man raised the curtain over his head and asked the young woman behind him to come in first with the little girl''s hand. Zhang Ke glanced. The young woman had a beautiful face and slender waist. She was wearing a plain dress, her waist was narrow, and her chest looked higher and higher. The young woman walked through the door with light on her back. Zhang Ke could almost see the shape and greasy white of the young woman''s plump and slender thighs through the thin skirt cloth.

    When a young woman comes in, there is no light transmission effect. Zhang Ke feels a pity. He only feels that such a beautiful young woman is very rare in Haizhou. He thinks that a young woman has a male partner, and he doesn''t dare to be too presumptuous. His eyes reveal the common difficulties in summer afternoons; The little girl in the young woman''s hand is also quite beautiful. She is about three or four years old. She is puckering her mouth and wiping the sweat on her forehead. Her eyes are deep black.

    Zhang Ke is jealous of the young man at the door. With such a beautiful wife and daughter, maybe all the good things that can happen in one''s life have happened to him.

    The young man stood at the door, facing inward. The light outside was very strong, and he couldn''t see his face. The young woman turned back and talked to the young man. It was a dialect in the north. Zhang Ke couldn''t hear clearly. She thought she couldn''t wait for a car accident standing in the store. She saw the young woman leading the little girl in. The little girl pointed to the fan above Zhang Ke''s head and shouted excitedly, "Mom, there''s wind, there''s wind..."

    Zhang Ke walked out and missed the door from the young man. The young man Shiqiao looked at the things in the corner. Zhang Ke still couldn''t see his face. A middle-aged fat man came out of the building materials store, carrying two clip stools in his hand. A thin man followed him, holding a pair of cards and a pile of change in his hand, shouting: "old four, young tiger, what are you waiting for..."

    "Come, you fucking cry mourning, such a thick voice!" a young man with bare arms picked up a small square table and came out of the hardware store. He stood in the shade of the trees along the street. The young man behind him took two small stools

    Zhang Ke instantly recalled the report about the car accident 14 years ago: "there was a major traffic accident in North Street, Xicheng District. A muck truck turned into North Street from Dongsheng Street. The driver lost control of his drunk driving and rushed to the sidewalk. At that time, the four young people playing cards in the shade of sidewalk trees couldn''t give way..." Zhang Ke''er looked back at the couple and little girl in the convenience store. At that time, Zhang Ke was deeply impressed by this report. In addition to the accident on North Street, the newspaper also posted a picture of the little girl, which made people feel particularly sorry.

    Blood surged to his head one by one, and Zhang Ke was paralyzed and unable to move!

    "Uncle Tian''s car is coming, I''m watching outside..." the young man in the convenience store said to the young woman and drilled out of the door curtain. Outside the door, there is only the shade of poplar in front of the building materials store. The young man looked at Zhang Ke standing in front of the convenience store, walked to the shade of the tree and stood there to watch the four people play cards.

    I can hear the sound of heavy vehicles rolling over the asphalt road in the distance. Close to the corner, there seems to be no deceleration. The sound of death is so clear

    "Dad, mom gives you ice cream..."

    The little girl held an ice cream and almost jumped out of the door. The yellowish muck truck just showed half its head from the corner and showed no sign of turning.

    The little girl missed Zhang Ke''s side. Zhang Ke almost felt the calf under her shorts sweep the hem of the little girl''s dress; The muck truck drove through the middle of the street without turning

    The little girl bounced out of the hardware store, tripped at her feet, knocked her body on the ground, and the ice cream hit the ground... The driver of the muck truck over there seemed to suddenly realize that she missed the intersection, hit the steering wheel, and the tire rubbed against the asphalt road, making a harsh scream. The young man who was about to come to help his daughter turned back and saw the muck truck suddenly turning around in the middle of the street crashing here

    "Ah!" the young woman at the door of the convenience store screamed loudly.

    Zhang Ke thought about the pictures posted by the little girl after the car accident. Looking at such a lovely little girl lying in front of him less than five steps away, he thought that such a little girl''s body was going to be run over by this crazy muck truck. Zhang Ke''s body surged up, rushed out fiercely, reached out and grabbed the little girl''s body and ran back.

    The muck truck slammed into the poplar with a thick waist. With a click, the poplar broke into two sections, and half of the tree pierced into the belly of the middle-aged fat man. The muck truck paused for a moment and then suddenly ran away - the car didn''t stop, and the driver stepped on the accelerator by mistake - the other three men and young men playing cards were stunned, their bodies were frozen there, and they forgot to hide until they were hit by the muck truck.

    The muck truck hit Zhang Ke again.

    Zhang Ke was also frightened. Holding the little girl''s body, he didn''t know that people wanted to dodge aside. Holding the little girl''s rigid body, he tried to step back until his body was against the wall and couldn''t move. He just held the little girl tightly in his arms and watched the muck truck wipe his nose and turn fiercely. His heart almost stopped

    The muck truck suddenly turned out of the sidewalk and ran to the middle of the street. A Jetta came from the West and stuck under the stomach of the muck truck

    Zhang Ke felt his face wet, wiped his face and blood in his hand, "wow..." Zhang Ke immediately burst into tears, surprised and scared, knelt to the ground, held the little girl in his arms and touched everywhere, "didn''t hit, didn''t hit..."

    There is some fishy alkali in the corners of his mouth. Zhang Ke wiped it. It''s white. Brain? My stomach squirmed. I didn''t have time to turn my head. Everything in my stomach vomited out and splashed the little girl

    Zhang Ke remembers that when he had a car accident, he only felt his body thrown out. People lost consciousness in the air and had no time to feel the fear of death? Looking at the bloody scene, he realized the fear of car accident and people''s vulnerability. Zhang Ke sat on the ground with the little girl in his arms.

    After the car accident, the crowd seemed to seep water from the sponge and suddenly surrounded the street.

    A black car leaned over and got out of the car. Two middle-aged people shouted. Zhang Ke''s brain was awake for a while and confused for a while. He couldn''t really listen. He saw a middle-aged man coming to pick up a young woman who collapsed on the ground, and a middle-aged man came to pick up the little girl. Zhang Ke handed the little girl over: "I don''t know if I hit it, I don''t know if I hit it..."

    "The girl is fine. The young man wants it. He rushed to save the girl. Look at the deep tire marks..." someone said, "the boy was scared enough. I should have missed it. I was ten meters away from here. I looked carefully. My legs and stomach are still shaking. The boy dared to rush to save the girl..."

    The ambulance then arrived, and the loud ambulance bell quieted Zhang Ke''s confused brain a little.

    Zhang Ke didn''t dare to see the people who were hit and flew. Anyone who changed into Zhang Ke didn''t dare to be stimulated again. He wiped his face, and the blood dried up. After a while, he formed a scar. His hands and feet were weak, he struggled to stand up and walked out of the crowd. A nurse ran over and helped him: "you can''t walk around..." "you didn''t hit me, the blood was splashed, you take care of them..." the nurse was stunned. He walked back without much thought, and didn''t expect to leave Zhang Ke or Zhang Ke''s contact information.

    Zhang Ke turned to look for the driver of the car. The driver fell down on the second Yang Shugen who knocked him down. His face was pale and wine should have been awake. Zhang Ke always felt that he wanted to comfort him, but he didn''t know where to start. He grinned bitterly. After crossing Dongsheng bridge, I saw two traffic patrol cars heading for North Street.

    Zhang Ke remembered that on July 18, 1994, almost all the traffic patrol police in Xicheng District were drawn to the bell tower square to maintain the order. Because on this day, nearly 100 employees of Xinguang paper mill gathered in the bell tower square to make trouble. The old factory of Xinguang paper mill is located on the Bank of Shugang River in the south of the city, with backward technology and serious pollution. Chengnan district is determined to move Xinguang paper mill out of the main urban area and plans to build a new factory in the industrial park in the south suburb. However, the bank loans are exhausted for building a new factory and purchasing equipment. There is no working capital, no raw materials, and it has not been started. In addition, the employees think the new factory is far away from the urban area, Unwilling to shut down the old factory, they gathered in front of the municipal government every three to make trouble.

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