I felt a little sad for no reason, then handed the medical certificate to Xiaobai and asked her to put it back, while I walked on step by step.
The old man was still squatting at the door as usual, staring at the girl passing by outside with his eyes, especially those long legs that made the old man linger.
"There was no live broadcast yesterday."
I walked over, sat on the lounge chair at the door, and said to the old man with a smile.
Hearing my voice, the veteran finally came to his senses and said to me with a smile: "I was a little tired yesterday, so I stopped broadcasting for a day. Money is not made in a day. Do you think I am the boss?"
"Boss, look, that girl's legs are really strong. They can break my waist."
The old man turned his head and stared outside again. At this time, a long-legged girl happened to pass by on the street. She did have a pretty good figure.
I glanced at Lao Dao and said nothing, just looked at him quietly.
The old man's eyes were fixed on the girl. It wasn't until her figure disappeared at the corner of the street that the old man calmed down and started to have fun with me.
"Boss, please do your best." The old man said with a smile.
But I still ignored him and just said lightly: "Old Taoist, stop pretending. I can see that you have something on your mind."
Upon hearing my words, the old man's face stiffened, and the lewd smile on his face disappeared immediately.
"Boss, you really have a keen eye and a sharp eye. Nothing can escape your eyes." The next moment, the veteran started to praise me as usual.
I was a little speechless. I didn't expect that at this time, this guy didn't forget to praise me.
But when I think about that diagnosis, I feel a little depressed.
"What were you thinking about just now?" I looked at the old Taoist and asked him.
Of course I know that the old man who was sitting at the door just now didn't really look at the beautiful woman anymore. This is the situation. If he still has that intention, he is really a brainless fool.
Obviously, the old man is not a fool, but also a very smart guy.
"I'm thinking about my whole life."
After hearing what I said, the old man was stunned for a moment and realized that I must have known something, but he didn't care.
He raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was just right today, shining warmly on people.
The old man squinted his eyes. He often sat at the door and liked the feeling of being illuminated by the sun.
I often sit at the door and bask in the sun, but I don’t like that feeling, but I want to remind myself that I am not afraid of the sun, I am still a human being, not a real zombie.
Lao Dao and I didn't speak for a while, we just sat quietly at the door.
"Boss, let's have a cigarette." The old man turned around and grinned at me.
"Can you smoke?" I frowned. The doctor's diagnosis stated that he had advanced lung cancer.
"Hey, it's already like this, what's the point of smoking a cigarette?" the old man said nonchalantly.
I nodded, what the old man said is right, it has reached this point, smoking one more cigarette or one less cigarette is no longer a problem.
I took out a cigarette from my pocket and handed it to him. The old man lit it, took a long puff, and then squinted his eyes as if he was enjoying it.
"Lao Dao, this life is still very long..." I tried to persuade Lao Dao.
"Boss, I'm already over seventy and I'm not growing any longer." The old man blew out the cigarette in his mouth and said to me with a smile.
I was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say. I'm really not very good at persuading people.
The old man seemed to know that I was a little embarrassed, so he did not let me continue. Instead, he pointed at himself and said: "Actually, I know what you want to say, boss. In fact, the poor man has also lived through this. In this life, he has been here
, I have walked through it, seen it, encountered it, and it has reached my seventies without any illness or disaster. I should be satisfied.”
I took out a cigarette, lit it, and said to him: "I am Ying Gou, the zombie king. If you are bitten by me, you will not die."
"If you don't die, wouldn't it be a disaster..."
The old Taoist shut up at this point.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and during the brief exchange we just had, we each stabbed each other unintentionally.
"Actually, I have always felt that it is better to live than to die. If you die, you will have nothing. In life, at least you still have something to think about." I said to the old Taoist.
"Boss, the doctor said I only have three months left, maybe even shorter."
When I sat over just now, the old man actually realized that I might know something.
Now the veteran can be sure, I really know.
"This is not accurate. I still have many diagnoses that turned out to be misdiagnoses." I said to the veteran.
This matter is indeed not allowed. Many unfortunate cancer patients are found to be in the advanced stage, and doctors directly announce "death notices" to the patients' relatives.
But there are always people who can continue to live, cooperate with treatment, and be in a good mental state, and it is not surprising that they can continue to live for half a year, one year, two years, or even longer.
But, I have to admit,
Such examples do exist, they do exist, and they are indeed often used as inspirational models and lights of hope.
But there are many unfortunate people who did not survive. It’s not that they don’t exist, nor that they are few in number, it’s just that everyone deliberately and selectively ignores them.
I don’t want the old man to die,
The shop is not a place for "birth, old age, sickness and death" in the normal sense. In fact, after counting and counting, there are still two normal people in the bookstore at least.
A Duanmuqing, a seasoned Taoist,
However, since Duanmuqing obtained Chi You's soul, he can no longer be regarded as an ordinary person in the strict sense.
Now, only Lao Dao is left, just like the female students in the civil engineering class in college who are often regarded as treasures by the whole class.
As the only one with great achievements in the bookstore, no one wants the veteran to leave like this.
Although Lao Dao has Zhong Kui's soul in his body, the situation is somewhat different from that of Ying Gou and me.
Lao Dao is still an ordinary person, and Zhong Kui, as if he happened to enter his body, has no deep relationship with Lao Dao.
But the inside of the shop is different from the outside. If I want to survive, there are still many ways.
There isn't much else in the shop, but there are a lot of zombies.
No matter it's me or the little guy, as long as I give the old man a bite, this guy can turn into a zombie and no longer have to suffer from birth, old age, illness and death.
"Boss."
The old Taoist licked his lips, and his eyes revealed a feeling of reminiscence.
"You say it and I listen."
"Boss, actually, I have always felt that I was quite afraid of death. I also want to live, and I want to live for a long, long time.
It’s really interesting to live.”
I reached out and touched my forehead, and felt that this guy, Lao Dao, was indeed a little unusual today, and he actually started chatting with me.
But now all I can do is listen quietly and listen to what he wants to say.
"Although I wanted to live, when things came to a close, when I found out that I had this disease, and when the doctor told me personally about the condition, I was not as panicked as I thought. Instead, I felt a sense of relief. I have lived for more than seventy years.
Okay, tell the truth, boss,
It's quite basic.
In this life, I have endured hardships, suffered sins, lived a good life, been hunted, and seen too many strange things that ordinary people would never see in ten lifetimes. Although, I have always felt that I am not qualified to write a story.
Memoirs or something,
But in this life, I still lived a wonderful life. Even if I die now, I feel that I have done nothing wrong in this life."
The old man slowly stood up from the ground and smiled at me, "It's really not a loss. Boss, I also think it's time. I have experienced everything in my life. If I continue to live, I feel that it is meaningless.
Well, it would be better to just leave like this."
I looked at Lao Dao, and I didn't expect that this guy who was usually greedy for life and afraid of death, and was always the first to run away when in danger would actually say such things today.
When death really comes, Lao Dao= is actually calmer than anyone else.
But there is one thing that I have never figured out, that is, if the old Taoist dies and refuses his help, he wants to "return to dust and return to dust".
So, where will his soul go?
Like ordinary people, will they go to hell, go to hell, survive, and then go to rebirth?
Or, a complete end?
After all, although Lao Dao is an ordinary person, he still has Zhong Kui's soul in his body. If he dies, what choice will Zhong Kui's soul make?
Are you just going to watch the old Taoist die like this?
"Boss, actually, I have always felt that I have been a little tired in this life."
The old Taoist turned around, faced me, and said:
"I have always felt guilty that I have failed many people and failed many people, so I have always wanted to do something to compensate for something.
But the most puzzling thing is right here. I really didn’t find out or find out who I have ever sorry for..."
"Actually, don't think so much. Living well is the most correct thing. You can find a way."
I stood up, looked at Lao Tao, and said to him slowly,
This sentence is not a comfort, but it has a slightly domineering tone belonging to the boss, because I really don’t want the old man to die, and I don’t allow him to die!
After listening to my words, the old Taoist's eyes flickered and turned around.
Then he said: "Actually, it's nothing. Boss, I will go to the hospital to cooperate with the treatment. Isn't it just cancer? The doctor said three months, but I really think I can survive more than three months."
"Don't worry, the night before you are about to die, I, or I will let the little guy bite you."
The old Taoist looked at me and was speechless for a while.
I grabbed Lao Tao's collar and brought my face close to Lao Tao:
"To be pretentious, I really don't want to say more, but I won't let you die like this."
The old Taoist shrugged his shoulders. Seeing that I had no intention of letting go, the old Taoist could only say aggrievedly:
"Boss, oh oh oh, you should be nice to me, but I really don't want to become a zombie..."
"You have no choice."
"Boss, don't, don't be like this. Life is a game. You have a beginning and an end before you can get ahead. If you can continue to live, this game is boring."
"Senior?"
"Um?"
"Tell me, have you been stimulated by anything recently?"
