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"The first snow in 2002,
Come later than usual,
The No. 2 car parked on the eighth floor"
On the street outside the car, I don¡¯t know which shop is playing this song by Dao Lang on the stereo.
at the same time,
Zhou Ze saw out of the car window,
It actually started to snow,
roadside,
It turned out to be really snowy.
Today, it is June 27th, the big summer,
Snowing.
The car arrived at the station again and stopped;
The old man suddenly appeared on the curb outside the car, with his hands in the pockets of his green coat, his boots stepping on the snow, his body trembling a little, and he kept exhaling white air from his mouth.
Before the door was closed, Zhou Ze jumped out of the car, which made the bus driver yelled several times in fright, "Damn you!"
Huh
cold,
really cold,
The obvious big summer,
Suddenly it became winter.
However, Zhou Ze, who was dressed in thin clothes, was not too difficult to accept. He was a man who needed to sleep with his arms around a female zombie every day, and even slept in a freezer before.
"Young man, you are very angry, that's great."
The old man looked at Zhou Ze and said enviously.
"What's going on here?" Zhou Ze asked.
"It's fake, it's all fake." The old man stretched out his hand, caught some snowflakes, and continued: "It's a very simple illusion. If you don't want to wake up and want to continue watching, I will take you to continue watching.
For so many years,
I also want to find someone to talk to.
You killed me,
? Are qualified to chat with me.
How about, keep walking?
If you don't want to go, this simple environment can't trap you. "
As the old man said, he started to walk forward on his own with a sullen head.
He was right,
This is a simple illusion,
The switch was very blunt. Compared with the "moisturizing things and silent" horror of the Yin Yang book, this situation seems a bit too simple and rough.
But as the old man said,
The value of a student's oil painting does not necessarily depend entirely on the quality of the painting, but also on her father's status.
This illusion couldn't trap Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze just kept his head sullen, facing the snowflakes, and continued to follow the old man.
He wants to see, he wants to see,
This thing that can't even completely kill the one inside itself,
This guy who dared to come to chat with him after being killed,
His true face,
What exactly is it!
Although Zhou Ze thought,
In fact, there is an answer, but more confirmation is still needed.
The old head is opening his heart to him, and Zhou Ze will not reject people thousands of miles away.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger,
After walking for a while, the old man seemed to be unable to walk any longer. He squatted down by the side of the road, pulled out a dry tobacco rod, fiddled with the tobacco leaves, and then smoked "smash it".
Seeing Zhou Ze standing beside him, he even sent the cigarette stick to Zhou Ze, indicating whether Zhou Ze wanted to smoke, you are welcome.
Zhou Ze also squatted down, took out his own cigarette, and lit it.
One old and one young,
Just squatting on the side of the road,
Let snowflakes fall on their heads, shoulders, and slopes,
Smoking silently.
The old man didn't speak, neither did Zhou Ze,
But it should come,
Always coming.
"I really want to die, really." The old man spit out thick phlegm on the ground, and then coughed several times in succession, "I'm tired, really."
The old man's two "true" revealed a kind of helplessness.
I want to die, I can't die,
This helplessness,
In the eyes of most people, it is a kind of standing and talking without back pain, which makes many others envious!
Throughout the ages, how many people dream of immortality, how many kings are obsessed with it, and how many princes and nobles are willing to do everything for it.
But the strange thing is that,
Zhou Ze realized that the old man spoke from his heart.
He wants to die,
But he can't dieIn the sound, he felt that what he was waving was not a wrench, but a big knife, like a character in a drama that would be broadcast on every TV station late at night.
As if around him,
With the whistling of bullets,
There is the din of cannon fire,
There is burning smoke,
He is firm,
Fortitude,
composure,
He raised his own wrench again and again, smashed the car window, smashed the car door,
As if what he smashed was not a car,
Rather, it belongs to the enemy's armored tanks,
He is a Polish soldier,
Playing the charge, protecting our country and our nation, launching a great charge towards the torrent of steel!
Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go,
This is his belief at this time!
The people around kept applauding and cheering,
As if they were about to usher in a great victory,
Dawn,
Just in front of them!
They will prove their courage, show their breasts, and show their integrity!
They are excited, they are boiling, they are in high spirits!
finally,
The car door was pushed open from the inside,
The people inside got out of the car in fright.
It was a woman in ordinary clothes, and on the other side was a girl who also got out of the car. The girl was crying, shouting, and cursing.
The woman kept pleading with these people,
However, there is no turning back arrow when opening the bow. On the battlefield, there is only charge, no retreat!
They pushed the woman away, continued to smash the car, and yelled at her loudly, while pointing at the car's trademark, scolding her for her meanness, her shamelessness, and her indecentness.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Ze, who was standing beside him, took a deep breath.
The old man changed a bag of cigarettes and continued to smoke.
"Is it interesting?" Zhou Ze asked.
"The answer you want is here." The old man exhaled a smoke ring, "I want to die."
The old man kept saying this, like Mrs. Xianglin said when she met everyone: I only knew that when it snowed, wild beasts would come to the village because they had nothing to eat in the mountains; I didn¡¯t know that there would be
The woman got up and went to stop the person who smashed the car.
But the guy with the wrench next to him,
But directly smashed the wrench down!
"boom!"
The sound of the head opening,
crispy,
Also stuffy,
The woman fell to the ground,
The blood keeps flowing out,
In this white winter snow day all around,
This touch of red,
It looks so dazzling.
Zhou Ze pursed his lips and told himself that this was an illusion.
Turning his head, Zhou Ze unexpectedly found that the old man who was smoking beside him just now had disappeared again.
Then,
When Zhou Ze looked at the car again,
See in the pool of blood,
Reflecting the figure of the old man,
His face was haggard,
His eyes are confused,
He is crying,
He is shouting,
He is making a fuss,
He is begging loudly:
"I want to die,
Why don't you let me die! "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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