While walking on the road, I passed by a luxury hotel. On a whim, I went in and booked the best room, and stayed there for three days.

I get up in the middle of the night and go on vacation. Today I want to go to the beach, and tomorrow I want to go to the desert.

With the ability to predict the future, the futures market is like a cash withdrawal machine.

He can implement any sudden whim as long as it does not violate his basic principles.

The pleasures he could enjoy, eating, drinking and having fun, and even the most primitive desires of human beings, reproductive activities... he carried out them all absurdly.

then,

Now, two months later, the threshold of desire is getting higher and higher.

Jing Chen feels that he has escaped most of the low-level tastes.

If there is no accident, he will spend the rest of his life looking for fun and be an unbridled fun-loving person.

So he sat here.

Set up a stall to tell people's fortunes and do something interesting.

As for the Bagua picture in front of the stall, he also knew it was wrong.

Just on a whim in the morning, I remembered this and asked someone to run errands at noon to buy this Bagua picture.

Jing Chen was too lazy to change it if it was wrong.

It just came out.

Put down the phone.

Jing Chen looked back and forth at the people and scenes passing by the stall, and then looked with interest at the old fortune teller's stall not far away.

No one paid attention to me here, but customers came one after another to the old fortune teller.

Why do you have two brushes? Why don't you ask for advice later?

Coincidentally, the old fortune teller also turned his head at this time, and after looking at each other with Jing Chen, he hurriedly turned his head.

Hmm... Why do you feel that this old gentleman is a little guilty?

Jing Chen thought about it for a moment, then shook his head, turned around, sat on the pony, and looked at the pedestrian path in front of him and the river that passed by it.

They say that drinking makes people brave.

Money really emboldens people.

In the past, Jing Chen was considered half a social terror.

Now, social terror unfolds, social terror.

Probably because no matter how bold he speaks and no matter how direct he is, the people around him are always kind and approachable.

At this moment, facing all kinds of probing and curious looks from passers-by, Jing Chen yawned and faced it calmly.

"Um……"

Jing Chen looked at the eyes on the walking path in front of him and saw someone a little special.

It was a weekday afternoon, and most of the people coming and going, except for the elderly, glanced at me occasionally, but still passed by in a hurry.

On the riverside not far away, a middle-aged man had been standing there for a long time.

The place where I was standing was a gap in the guardrail on the river. Below the gap was a slope leading up to the river. It was probably used for people who needed to go down to the river to pass through, and for workers who were salvaging garbage from the river to dock.

The middle-aged man stood there, facing the river.

Wearing a wrinkled suit, he finished smoking a cigarette but kept the cigarette butt in his hand without throwing it away. He seemed to be staring at the river in a daze for a long time.

Jing Chen watched, and then carefully looked at the middle-aged man from above.

The middle-aged man's hair probably hadn't been taken care of much, and it looked messy because it had been scratched. The hair on the back of his head looked a little dry when facing the light.

On her legs, she was wearing trousers that matched the suit. I don't know where they were placed, and there was some dust on them, but they didn't fall off.

On her feet, she was wearing black leather shoes. On the front of the leather shoes, there were some traces of wrinkles that had not faded away, probably from squatting somewhere.

Just as Jing Chen was looking at it, the middle-aged man made a move. He squatted down again.

Then he faced the river again and was in a daze for a long time.

After a pause,

Jing Chen looked at the middle-aged man again, focusing his attention.

Gradually, Jing Chen saw another fragmented picture before his eyes.

in the screen,

It's the corridor outside a hospital ward.

Sitting on the stools outside the corridor were the middle-aged man and another equally haggard woman leaning next to him.

"...What did the doctor say today? Is the child feeling better?"

"...The doctor said that his health is still deteriorating, and the hospital can only try to control it at the moment."

The eyes of the haggard woman who was speaking were a little red, and tears were already accumulating in her eyes.

"Xiaohao told me when he woke up during the day that he wanted to travel and see the bigger world..."

After listening to the woman's words, the middle-aged man was silent, then stood up,

The scene changed slightly as the middle-aged man stood up.

The middle-aged man looked at the patients in the ward from the window next to the ward door.

Jing Chen also saw the patient in the picture,

The patient in the ward is a fourteen- to fifteen-year-old boy with a weakened body, pale face, and sleeping.

"...Why don't you go out...the disease has not been cured yet..."

The middle-aged man who stood up and looked at his son in the ward lowered his voice and said,

Then he turned around, his eyes were also red.

"...Can't we let the doctor think of another way... Our family has money to treat him, and at worst, we will sell the house..."

The middle-aged man said again,

The woman's eyes only turned red and red, and she couldn't help but shed tears completely.

follow closely,

The scene ended, and Jing Chen saw the middle-aged man squatting by the river again.

I felt the time when I saw the future scene just now, it should be tonight.

After a pause, Jing Chen looked at the middle-aged man again.

At this time, the middle-aged man finally threw the extinguished cigarette butt in his hand into the trash can next to him.

Then he rubbed his face vigorously, stood up again, and turned his head.

The middle-aged man's face was haggard at the moment. Even though he had just rubbed his face vigorously, he didn't see much blood.

Even though he was unshaven, he didn't hand it over.

He turned around and was about to leave, but saw two fortune-telling stalls by the river and stopped again.

I hesitated for a while between Jingchen's stall and the old fortune teller's stall.

There was probably someone in the old fortune teller's booth at the moment, and he walked over to Jing Chen.

"……gentlemen."

When he walked up to Jing Chen, the smell of smoke wafted from his body.

Standing in front of the stall, looking at Jing Chen, he probably hesitated for a while about what to call him, and then asked,

"...Do you have peace charms for sale here?"

"No."

It turned out that I wanted to come here to buy peace charms.

Jing Chen shook his head, then looked at the middle-aged man and handed over a Mazha.

"sit down."

"Thank you, I won't sit down."

When Jing Chen said no, the middle-aged man shook his head and prepared to leave.

"Your son is sick."

Jing Chen said something more, then placed the maza in front of the stall and said again,

"sit down."

Hearing Jing Chen's words, the middle-aged man stopped, then turned back again,

He looked at Jing Chen and sat down.
To be continued...