Give the slag and accept the end

If you already know the ending of a story, will you still read it?

If you have already guessed the outcome of a game, will you continue to play it?

Maybe you will, maybe you won't, but either way, you have options.

"Hello, do you want to stay?"

Su Ying nodded.

"What kind of room do you two want? A standard room or a big bed room? There is only a relatively small room for the big bed room. It is at the innermost side of the corridor on the first floor. The light is not very good, but accordingly, The price is lower, one hundred and fifty-one nights." The front desk lady looked at Fang Yi on the board with a stiff smile, barely controlled her surprise, and introduced it in a professional manner.

Fang Yi didn't understand what a "standard room" was and what was a "big bed room". He had never been in or out of these places, and he didn't understand anything.Su Ying didn't let Fang Yi make a decision either. After hearing the question from the front desk lady, he took out the pen and notebook he bought from himself, and wrote on it: big bed room.

"Okay, one big bed room, please show your ID cards." The front desk lady took the small book handed over by Su Ying, and while preparing the room for the two, she carefully looked at the seemingly inauthentic Very unusual two people.

At this time, Fang Yi raised his head, just in time to meet Shang Su Ying's downcast eyes.

"I haven't." Fang Yi said.

Su Ying took out his ID card, and mouth-shaped to Fang Yi: "ID card."

Most of the homeless and beggars have ID cards. An ID card costs 20 yuan, and even poor people can afford it.Beggars like Fang Yi who still have a place to stay are basically certified. Even some beggars who do not have a place to stay will have special personnel to collect information and issue an electronic ID card so that the beggars can travel across the country. It is used by rescue centers above prefecture-level cities.

But there are also those who do not have an ID card, but only a few, such as those who were abandoned since childhood, who are young, who have no concept or awareness of an ID card, or homeless people who want to fend for themselves.

Fang Yi repeated again: "I don't have an ID card." He didn't know that an ID card was required to stay in a hotel.

The lady at the front desk said: "Go out of this road and turn right. You can walk to the police station for 10 minutes. You can go to the police station to issue a certificate first, and then..."

Before Su Ying could speak, Fang Yi turned around with the shovel in hand and walked out of the hall.Su Ying called him twice, but he didn't answer. The service staff helped to open the door, and after going out, he carefully slid down the inclined slide by the door little by little.

Seeing this, Su Ying had no choice but to smile apologetically at the front desk lady, and then chased her out.

Fang Yi never had an ID card. He lived in the old house where Fang Xing and Chen Cuifang used to live, so he didn't need an ID card or household registration book.

In that broken house, there used to be many children like him hiding.Later, those children were all gone, some were sold to work in black mines, some were sold to needy families, and some were mutilated and sold to other traffickers at one time, only he was left behind .

The reason is simple, because he is too old and too smart.Among the children abducted like him, the fool was the oldest, and he was the one who came down.The rest were abducted at the age of three or four, and could not remember too many things, unlike him, who could still remember the names of his parents and their home address at that time.

The only way for him to be sold was to cut off his speaking tongue and his writing limbs.But he was so good-looking, and he was a child with a special personality. His repeated resistance made Fang, who had never been complacent, feel defensive, and at the same time, he also had an interest in torturing people.

So the children came one by one, and were sold one by one. Only he was locked in the house, teased and tortured like a monkey, chained and tied with ropes, and locked up with pigs and sheep. In a circle, eat the same thing as the group of animals.

In order to prevent him from escaping, Fang Xing amputated one of his legs. He originally wanted to amputate the other leg, but Fang Xing was so excited by the humiliation and willingness to surrender that Fang Yi showed at that time, so he did not amputate him. broken.Then, all the children were sold away, and only he was left to beg for money for the couple.At that time, he had been tortured enough to be obedient and obedient, and he had learned several "crafts" without a teacher, so it was perfect to ask for money.

When he was begging, Fang Xing would always watch him not far from the place where he asked for money. If he didn't have time, he would ask him to ask for money near Chen Cuifang's canteen, so that Chen Cuifang would watch.

He is a disabled person who moves on a skateboard, and it is impossible for him to run silently.So even though Fang Xing and Chen Cuifang moved to live elsewhere in order to take over their son from their hometown, he had no way to escape—Fang Xing would come to the bungalow every day, lock the front and rear gates with iron locks, and then come back every morning to open them .During this period, feces and urine must be disposed of in pots in the yard.

Calling the police is even more unimaginable.Fang Xing told him, who did the fool sell to, and even such a character is a player in this game, so where is the fairness and justice?It's not with him anyway.

So what is the identity card as a symbol of civil rights for?

After leaving the hotel, there are two main roads in front of you, with endless traffic, people coming and going, the scorched air exuding a scorching smell, and the dazzling light reflected from the motorcycle rearview mirror.

It was already noon when everyone got off work and everyone was going home.

The birds were chirping, and the children carrying schoolbags lined up in a small team like ponies crossing the river, skipping across the road led by the captain holding a small red flag.Laughter and laughter walked under the shade of the trees, and children passed by Fang Yi in groups and playing noisily.

Suddenly, a not-so-small stone hit Fang Yi's back.

Then, another small stone hit Fang Yi's temple.

The laughter grew louder, and several boys aged seven or eight started laughing, holding small stones in their hands, pointing and laughing at him head to head, as if discussing how to send the next stone to him. Hit anywhere.

Fang Yi looked at them blankly, without any disturbance in his heart.He held the shovel and stroked in the opposite direction, and a sharp-edged stone hit the back of his head accurately, but he was like a puppet who didn't know the pain, he didn't even react as he should, and continued to stroke his own. small skateboard.

If the stone came from the left, he would stroke to the right; if the stone came from the right, he would stroke to the left.However, after a while, there were small stones in all directions.He simply stopped where he was, and stared at the group of children surrounding him with his eyes open.

A stone came straight for his face.

He closed his eyes, ready to accept the pain.

There was a heavy sound, the stone hit something, and then there was the sound of the stone falling to the ground and rolling.He opened his eyes and saw the little migrant worker who somehow wanted to be his family.

The migrant worker knelt down and stared at him for a few seconds, with emotions in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Then the migrant worker slowly stood up and looked around at the children, with a terrifying threat in his eyes that did not match his identity.He took a step forward, and those children took a step back, and took another step, and the faces of those little boys were obviously full of fear.

Suddenly, one of them screamed "Run", and the seven or eight children scattered like bees in a knocked-down hive.

When the children run away, almost all the people on the side of the road have returned home, and there are only a few passers-by left quietly on the road. Those adult passers-by are not as boring as the children, and they will not throw stones at him—— —They didn't bother to look at him.

The migrant worker couldn't speak, and he didn't take out his mobile phone to type for him.He squatted on the ground with his back to him, and then looked back at him irresistibly.

"You don't need to memorize it." Fang Yi said, "You don't even have a place to live, so don't worry about me."

The migrant worker still looked at him, and the firmness in his eyes made Fang Yi puzzled: "What do you care about me?"

There was still no answer, but the figure waiting for him to climb up was still squatting in front of him.The migrant worker seemed impatient to wait for him. He directly grabbed his hand and put it on his shoulder, then pulled him onto his back, and slowly half stood up.

The sudden feeling of flying into the air made Fang Yi feel uneasy, and suddenly hugged the migrant worker's neck: "You put me down!"

He said so with his mouth, but hugged him tightly.One hand went around behind him and lifted him up, and the other hand cooperated with the bent legs to pick up the skateboard on the ground, and handed it to Fang Yi while holding the rope in front.Fang Yi grabbed the rope and held the heavy skateboard.

"Let me go..." The migrant worker supported him with both hands, and threw him up a little bit with his waist and legs at the same time, which made him shut up all of a sudden.The flustered expression on his face was obvious, but it made that face look a lot more lively, and it looked like a child, and it was no longer as insensitive and lifeless as before.

The migrant worker turned his head slightly, opened his mouth, and made no sound, but Fang Yi saw the shape of his mouth: hold on.

Boom!

Fang Yi's heart suddenly seemed to be hit hard by something, and he was at a loss for what to do.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say, he just squeezed the skateboard tightly in his hand, hugged the neck of the young migrant worker he met yesterday with his other hand, and kept his head as far away from the other's neck as possible.Although the migrant worker looked thin, his hands were very powerful, and he walked quite steadily, step by step out of rhythm. If you didn't look at the sweat-wet hair on his forehead, you might really think that he was very relaxed.

The hot air surrounded their bodies, getting hotter and hotter.

They walked through the streets and through the alleys.Along the way, many people stared at them curiously. Perhaps they had never seen a combination of migrant workers carrying beggars on their backs.

Fang Yi didn't know where the migrant workers were taking him, so he didn't ask, and just quietly lay on the migrant workers' backs.His neck was so sore for a long time, and after a while he leaned on the back of the migrant worker's neck and surrendered.

He tilted his head, looked at the slowly moving surrounding scenery, and said to himself that it was such a feeling to see the scenery from a high place.

Carrying someone on his back, Su Ying was very tired and hot from walking, sweating all over his body.

Suddenly, he felt a drop of sweat dripping from the back of his neck, and the sweat slid down his collarbone along the fossa of his neck, followed by another drop, onto his chest.

The advantage of being dumb is that when he is hard to speak, there are enough reasons for him not to speak.He sighed again in his heart, sighed and lamented that it was only the second day since he traveled through time, and he didn't know how many sighs he had sighed.

The two came to a relatively remote alley and stopped in front of an old hotel sign.When he was about to put down, he heard Fang Yi ask him softly: "Tell me, why doesn't my mother want me?"