That day, I walked on the street without any trouble (why do I need to use it?), an old guy with a muddy face suddenly jumped in front of me and shouted, "Is it a ring?" He held three bamboo circles in his hand, almost sticking on my face.

I was shocked. I often heard that there were elderly homosexuals nearby, and the opening remarks were incredible. I think I had encountered the best. The old man had three bamboo circles as dirty and oily as him. I don’t know what he had encountered, but it looked full of evil.

Later I realized that I was thinking too much. The old man put all kinds of clay dolls, cigarettes, small mirrors, small pink boxes, etc. around his feet. It turned out to be a stall and ring.

"No condom!" This kind of thing has never left a good impression on me. Under the indoctrination of my parents with thrift, I have always regarded it as a liar in the world. Of course, when I was young, I didn't have so much intrigue in my heart. When I was 12 years old, I was wandering in front of a similar stall. When my parents made this argument, I fiercely defended the stall owner. Later, my father persuaded me - he beat me up.

"Please take a trap, it costs five yuan and eight circles. If you can't be poor, you can't be rich, you can get the money if you can't be rich. You can get the money if you set up a cigarette."

"No!" I glanced at the things on his ground, dirty and broken. The entire 1980s old items exhibition, and the few boxes of cigarettes were covered with soil. It was probably all cultural relics unearthed when the Kunming Cigarette Factory was built. I was afraid that I would get the ceiling after smoking.

"Then will you be able to get these three circles?"

I still shook my head: "If you don't have a condom, I don't like to take advantage of others."

The old man was anxious: "I won't even get a condom for giving it to you?"

I said, "Three circles will make me addicted to it. I won't play online games for life for free. Don't say that you have to buy some cards like you."

"You'll leave after these three circles!"

I said vigilantly: "Then what are you trying to do?"

"I'm just trying to make a profit, okay?"

"Then I can leave after I get a slap my butt!"

The old man handed over the circle: "You go away!"

"You're not just trying to see me slap my ass?"

Old man: "…"

I took the three circles carefully, and after a full blown field, I still had nothing to do with my eyes, so I threw all three circles out, two of which fell accurately in a gap that was inexorable. The last circle bounced a few times and pressed on a doll.

The old man rushed up and picked up the doll, and said repeatedly, "I've been hit." He seemed even more excited than me, and stuffed the doll into my hand and said, "This is for you."

I wondered, "This is also counting?"

"Calculate!"

I looked at the doll, it was the size of a palm, the hair was more than a dozen inferior wool, and the eyes and mouth were basically... that's it (-_-). The hands and feet were generally long, and it was like a starfish in my hand. This is the kind of gadget that I would give when eating more than two bowls of ramen in a ramen shop. It was shoddy and could only be hung on the key of the warehouse keeper.

Since I came for nothing, I didn't take it to my heart. I inserted it into my pocket and waved my hand, "I'll thank you."

"etc!"

"What else?" My vigilance was unprecedentedly high. I knew that it was already at the moment when the picture was exhausted. There should be signs of fraud or rob. I pretended to be careless and inserted it in my pocket, but in fact I held down my phone and wallet.

The old guy took out the paper and pen and said, "Sign the contract."

"Contract?" I was shocked. Are all scammers in the world now so formal? I took the contract and saw that it was written on "Several clauses on receiving the heavenly dolls". Party A, Liu Laoliu, and Party B, blank. The terms said: Party A, Liu Laoliu, donated the heavenly dolls to Party B (i.e. me). Party B has the obligation and responsibility to take care of it properly. It must be carried with you every day and cannot be damaged. Under any circumstances (including human majeure reasons) you must meet the requirements of the heavenly dolls unconditionally, etc.

I wondered, "What's going on?"

Liu Laoliudao: "If I give you the heavenly doll, you must be responsible for it. If you sign this contract, it will be yours."

I frowned and said, "Are you crazy?"

Liu Laoliu wiped his face with his black hand and said sadly: "I have a daughter who ran away with someone. If you can't stop this kind of thing from being a parent, it's better to write a contract in black and white, so you can feel more at ease."

My heart softened. It turned out to be a crazy old man who had been stimulated. I asked him: "How to sign?"

Liu Laoliu said according to the blank space at the end of the contract: "Here, leave your name and mobile phone."

I picked up the pen and wrote down my name: Zhen Tingqiang. I became more careful when I left the phone and changed the last 0 to 1.

Liu Laoliu pointed to the second page and said, "There is also this, in duplicate."

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, and signed the name and handed it to him. He took out a dirty official seal from somewhere to cover it on two pages of paper, handed me one and said, "This is yours."

I casually stuffed it and said, "Can I leave now?"

Liu Laoliu showed a relieved expression on his face, and his expression flashed: "Go away!"

I walked on the road again, and I was a little amused when I remembered the scene just now, but I thought about the various pressures that modern people endured, so it was not surprising that Liu Laoliu was a weird person.

Just then, I heard a tender voice in my ear calling me: "Hey, Zhen Tingqiang!"

I looked back and found that there was no one around, but the voice kept saying: "Zhen Tingqiang, I'm calling you!"

I twisted my body back and forth, but still didn't find anyone. The voice said, "It's me, I'm in your pocket!"

I was shocked and hurriedly took out the doll I had brought. Its expression was indifferent, but its voice became much more real: "Yes, it's me."

I grabbed its head and limbs and pinched it finely, but I didn't find any equipment such as a micro recorder inside. I jumped and jumped in place and said, "Who is it, stop making trouble!"

"It's me, where are you looking?"

I jumped high and said, "Come out quickly, otherwise I will turn against you!"

He said impatiently: "What are you turning your face? How can you believe it?"

I was secretly shocked. I was not talking loudly. How did the other party hear it? In other words, in order to trick me, a group of people (let's assume that this group of people exists) created a set of satellite devices that support instant sending and instant reception? My palms suddenly became wet: Could it be that I have followed the ghost?

The voice said, "There are no ghosts in this world... Oh, but I'm not!"

I was stunned for more than ten seconds, and suddenly screamed - it could actually hear what I said in my heart! I was filled with fear and grabbed the doll and threw it away.

"You dare! We signed the contract!"

I stopped, tremblingly held it in front of me and looked at it again, and asked in a crying voice: "It's really you?"

The doll still holds its three-wire face: "Of course it's me."

I was crying without tears. I pinched its hand with my fingernails, like a piece of snot, either squirting or wiping. On the bustling streets of the 21st century, I was like a child abandoned by the whole world. I just wanted to cry and openly open my pants to pee. This damn earth face...

Since childhood, my motto was "Don't cause trouble when you're okay, and don't be afraid of trouble when you have something." I have done the first half of the sentence perfectly so far, but today I found that I can't do the second half - I'm still quite afraid of trouble when you have something... Especially in today's situation, I seem to be really having a big deal: a doll who can speak and understand people's hearts, a contract that looks like a trap. I would rather Liu Laoliu be a gay and an old pervert. I just drank the drink he handed over with a drug, and then I could pat my butt and leave afterwards. I'm afraid it's not that simple now.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Tianjie Baby. As for who I am, you will slowly understand in the future. Now it's your turn."

I lowered my head and said in a faint voice: "My name is Zhen Tingqiang, I am twenty-six and seven or eight years old this year."

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