"Look, look, he's here again!"
"Why does he come every day without coming in, just stand outside and watch?"
"Because there is no money."
"Can you not afford a class for three hundred yuan?"
"Hahaha, so poor, want to learn piano without money?"
Standing outside the piano store, Shen Ci looked in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The students who came to class gathered together and chatted about him.
He turned a deaf ear to the ridicule of the children, staring at the piano in the piano shop without blinking. The black piano was like an elegant work of art, and the spotless keys reflected a slight luster in the sunlight.
He lowered his eyes in silence and curled his fingertips.
That was what he dreamed of.
One day, he will have a piano of his own.
The young man reluctantly left the piano shop and walked towards a cake shop in front of him.
He never bought cakes before, because it was expensive, but today he decided to give a little praise to himself——
Today was his 18th birthday.
When his mother was still alive, she always told him to treat himself better.
The teenager looked at the cakes in front of the window. Beautiful birthday cakes were often very expensive. He must not be able to afford them with his current financial ability. He had to linger on ordinary cakes and finally locked on a piece of chocolate cake that looked delicious, decorated with his favorite strawberries.
So he stretched out his hand, pointed through the glass, and said softly: "Sister, I will take this."
The boy's voice was very sweet, as sweet as a cake in a shop window. The clerk looked at him, his delicate face was still immature, but his eyes were very bright, as if he was excited about having the cake soon.
The clerk smiled at him: "Okay."
Shen Ci took the packaged cake. The cake was so small that he could only take a few bites, but even this still cost him 28 yuan, which was enough for him to eat for two days.
He reluctantly paid the money, his voice was lower than before, and his little white face flushed: "That...can you give me...a candle?"
The clerk was surprised: "Today is your birthday?"
The teenager nodded.
"how old are you?"
"18."
The clerk glanced over his hand. The boy's hands were rough and not suitable for his age. There were many small scars on his thin fingers, and his nails were also a little bald, and he seemed to work often.
She thought for a while and gave him a candle shaped like "18".
The teenager waved his hand quickly: "No need, the ordinary one is fine."
The clerk put the candles into the cake box, smiled and said, "Take it."
Shen Ci opened his eyes slightly, looked at the cake and then at the clerk, and finally laughed happily: "Thank you sister!"
He left the cake shop and let out a soft breath.
Very good.
He was finally an adult. He performed well in the college entrance examination that had just ended. He should be able to go to a good university. When he goes to college, he can work while going to school to earn money. One day, he will buy a piano that belongs to him.
The red light on the sidewalk turned green, and the young man walked briskly toward the opposite side of the road with a vision for the future.
Xu was so happy that he couldn't help holding the cake box tighter, speeding up his pace, and wanting to run over.
Suddenly--
He heard the roar of cars coming, and before he could turn his head, he was enveloped by a huge shadow.
The world seemed to stand still at this moment.
In the last second before his consciousness disappeared, he saw that the box containing the cake was knocked out from a distance, and the cake inside rolled to the ground and broke.
Blood splattered on the number "18" of the candle.
The students in the piano store screamed harshly.
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it hurts......
Shen Ci opened his eyes with difficulty, only to feel that his whole body was sore, burning from his throat to his chest, a faint pain in his lungs, and his head groggy.
what happened?
Is he... alive?
This should be in the hospital. He remembered that he had been in a car accident...
Before he could figure it out, he heard the voice from outside the curtain: "The patient is not in serious trouble. After drowning, he was rescued in time. He should wake up soon and stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time, at the earliest he can discharge tomorrow."
Shen Ci was startled-drowning?
Wasn't it a car accident?
Then came the voice of a middle-aged man: "Great. Fortunately, Xiao ci is fine. We can't afford to have an accident with him. We can't let his brother marry Qin Yi."
Then the woman scolded: "Isn't Xiao ci your son!?"
"What's the matter? It's all about the point. He still doesn't contribute to the family? He is 18 years old and he should grow up. Doesn't he like men? Just so, let him go to marry Qin Yi. "