He remembered meeting a fortune teller under an overpass when he was a teenager.
Every time he walked by, his mother would pull him to squat there and tell her fortune.
Those years were when he was full of energy and rebellious. He ran around all day, skipped classes, fought, and was injured every other day.
His mother was always worried that he would not live long and would accidentally kill himself one day, so she insisted on asking the master to tell his fortune.
As a result, the master said that he was born with a strong life and could not die no matter who died.
If you are born with bad luck, not only will your father and mother be harmed, but you will also bring bad luck to those close to you.
He was so angry that he overturned the fortune-telling stall.
He wanted to rush up and attack the old man again, but was held back by his mother. He had to say a lot of nice things to people before he was finally able to stop.
He remembered that the old man was so angry that his goatee was shaking, and he jumped up and down, pointing at him and cursing.
"I, Yu Banshan, never lie when fortune-telling. You are a person of destiny, a star of misfortune!
"It all depends on whether your loved ones are strong enough. If they are, they can get through it. If they are not, they will either die or be crippled!
"Remember what I said, you will regret it later!"
He almost rushed up and beat him again.
The old man picked up the thing on the ground, put it under his armpit, and walked away cursing.
He was furious.
Unexpectedly, his mother seemed relieved and said with a smile, "I'm relieved to know that you will live a long life."
Alas, I didn’t expect that what this person said would happen.
Less than a year had passed, and his father took his mother on a long-distance trip. On the way, he was craving for wine and insisted on having a few sips. As a result, he became sleepy and got into a serious accident in a moment of distraction.
His mother died and his father was half disabled.
His grandparents were old, and they were so sad to see their son die that they were both admitted to the hospital.
As a result, they both went there within less than a month.
In the end, the only close relatives left around him were a trembling grandmother and a disabled bedridden father.
At that time, he ran around all the overpasses like crazy, but couldn't find the fortune teller Yu Banshan.
"...Even if you find it, what do you want to do?" Safeng asked.
Ye Feng smiled bitterly: "Actually, I don't know either. I was completely confused at that time and didn't know what else I could do.
"I just want to find this person. This is the only thought in my mind..."
Safeng said rationally: "Even if something like this happens, it doesn't prove that what that person said is right."
Ye Feng sighed: "Yes, but it's still very weird.
"Look, even if everyone around me died, I still survived.
"So maybe I really have a tough life."
After that, he didn't dare stay at home anymore.
That day he was sitting in the classroom at school, daydreaming and killing time, when suddenly the teacher brought in a group of people.
He heard that a martial arts team was recruiting, providing food, accommodation and employment, so he signed up without thinking.
After passing the test in a daze, I was taken away and then began the closed training day and night in the dark.
After all the pent-up energy of violence and brutality from those years had been vented, the national special forces came to recruit people again.
He sat there thinking for a while and then signed up again.
I thought that since he is so tough and won't die easily, then let him go.
Go wherever there is danger, ward off evil for your own people, make trouble for your enemies, and make some contribution to a harmonious society.
I didn't expect that after so many years, he is still alive and well.
Not dead, not disabled either.
But the brothers around me are always like flowing water, coming and going.
Every separation from life and death is as painful as cutting out the heart and flesh, but there is no way to avoid it, someone has to sacrifice.
Because some victories are destined to be paid with blood.
"Brother Sa, that's why I say, if you feel bitter, think about those who are suffering more than you."
Ye Feng's voice was different from the clear one before, and there was a kind of hoarseness that was hard to describe.
“There is always someone in the world who is worse off than you. Compared to that, you are lucky.
"At least we are still living stubbornly in this world."
Safeng tilted his head and happened to see a corner of the sky outside through the gap in the window that was never completely closed.
It was pitch black, dotted with faint stars, hazy and unclear.
No one had ever shared such "secrets" with him, and he had never told anyone about his childhood.
This feeling is strange, unique, and intimate.
It was like a soft feather stroked the empty heart.
There is a strange feeling of being trusted, relied upon, and comforted.
"Ye Feng, I never believe in this kind of thing, so from now on, just follow me. Brother Sa will protect you."
Safeng's voice was slow but firm, and contained a comforting tone that was not quite familiar to him.
After a while, Ye Feng's low laugh was heard in the dark night: "Brother Sa, what I wanted to say was 'cherish the present'."
Safeng also laughed: "It's the same as everything. Ye Feng, don't blame yourself for other people's mistakes, even if that person is your father.
"It's not your fault. This has nothing to do with you."
Ye Feng's throat suddenly felt a little choked, and he couldn't even make a joke like usual.
This question really troubled him for many years.
He was stuck in those green and confused days of his youth, and no one could ever give him a clear and firm answer.
Because the person who could give him the answer had been silent in the car accident.
Over the years, he has long learned to let go and no longer seeks answers.
But hearing this suddenly still caught him off guard.
It’s like a piece of puzzle that I had been trying so hard to find in the past mottled and messy years. I had forgotten about it for so long, but suddenly someone picked it up and put it back in place.
Or in a completely unfamiliar world.
It’s true that life is full of surprises.
Safeng over there seemed to have figured something out: "Is this why you've been so reluctant to give up control? Afraid of becoming like your father... a coward?"
"... Partly. I don't want to live like the person I once despised.
"No matter what, I have to face it myself and make my own way in life.
"At most, I'll just die. That's nothing."
Anyway, he has a tough life.
There was a hint of stubbornness in Ye Feng's voice.
This kind of energy makes people so angry during the day, but when they listen to it at night, they feel a little distressed.
"Being brave."
Safeng didn't notice that these two words were spoken much softer than before.
"Whether I'm showing off or not is a comparison with someone like you who's 'really strong', so I must also become 'really strong'."
Having said this, Ye Feng suddenly felt relieved.
If you face it with all your might, you will naturally find a way out. There is no point in being afraid or overthinking.
"Alright. Rest up. No matter what, working hard to improve is the most important thing."
"Okay. The road for the strong is very wide, waiting for you to come."
The night was as cool as water, the sound of the rustling wind could be heard quietly, and the cold metal texture had been tinged with an imperceptible warmth.
A soft "hmm" came from Ye Feng's side, and in the quiet dark night, it seemed to pluck someone's heartstrings.
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