The sudden cold rain fell from the sky, hitting the glass diagonally and drawing thin lines of crystal clear lines.
The windows of the buses were closed tightly, and the pace of pedestrians on the street sped up a bit. Those who couldn't escape could only find nearby shops or eaves to take shelter from the rain.
The door opened, and a well-dressed old woman rushed onto the bus in two steps, and rubbed the bus card against the card swipe with a look of dismay on her face.
"Dip~ old man's card."
"wear mask."
"Are you blind? Didn't you see that I was taking it out?"
Staring at the somewhat sulky driver with dissatisfaction, the old woman with triangular eyes put away her bus pass, took out her mask with a sullen face, stood still, and scanned the other people in the bus with sharp eyes, like a bird
Female hyena hunting.
Seemingly seeing something, the old man narrowed his eyes and walked quickly.
"Xia Jie, don't talk nonsense. After all, there are still many good people in this world. Mom tells you that you should try your best to help those in need. Giving roses to others will leave a lingering fragrance. Only by helping others can the good people in this world be born.
Only when there are more good people united can we drive away the bad people who bully others... Didi, dee, dee, dee, dee!!!!"
The soft sounds in my ears disappeared instantly, and the private car blocked behind by the bus made a harsh sound.
After taking a deep breath, the guest hurriedly blew out the smoke ring with a comfortable look on his face.
"He is so awesome, no one can compare to him, mua~"
Before he had time to open his umbrella, there was a burst of slow footsteps in front of him.
Xiaowen thought it was a complicated question, but unexpectedly the unknown existence remained silent as usual.
After struggling to gather energy and understand the meaning of the unknown existence, Xiaowen thought about it for a moment and asked loudly.
"Is he also willing to answer that question?"
Even though I know what my current situation is, it might be better to live in the past than to be hit and killed by a car.
"It's a curse..."
"He should die like that. He has always wanted to experience a more ordinary life. He is nostalgic for the Steam game library outside the computer. He is eager to integrate into this illusory world that is divorced from reality. In fact, he has long been tired of that wonderful world.
, and he is tired of being an old bad guy who is always hurt by others. These game worlds are not the first safe haven for his soul."
Xiaowen buried her head between her calves and remained silent.
I want to make sure that the high school girl who borrowed my umbrella sees me at first sight when she comes back, but because I am staying outside the store, I think I am not alone.
"By the way, are you asking me to retreat from the rain? I chose to stand at the door and wait. Who is to blame for the choice I made?"
The guest stared.
"If I send Dawen home again, you will definitely be angry, so..."
"What he said is the same as what he said...what two points?"
The store owner sitting under the chair shook his head helplessly: "Yes, it has been sold out a long time ago, and it has been returned recently. Now only the soft ones are out."
Pouring her lips bitterly, Xiaowen retorted loudly at a volume that no one could hear.
"He should have died like that. He had no regrets and was not full of joy. That was enough. We must admit that he should not have changed. Since he had not died once, he should be forgotten.
The curse imposed on him by his mother allows him to truly live for once, and even if he dies again, he must die willingly."
No sound came from the white darkness, and Xiaowen instantly felt an indescribable loneliness.
"Lao Zhang, are you asking this stupid guy who got caught in the rain to back off? Isn't that too authentic?"
A regular customer buying cigarettes looked at the embarrassed old man who was standing at the door of the store and became wet, and then he closed his umbrella and left the store.
"Dawen, you told him a long time ago that he thinks you are awesome..."
I feel that using words to refute that unknown existence is too powerful, so I prefer to remain silent.
Seeing that Xiaowen was helpless, the sincerity on the face of the female junior high school student once again lost a bit.
"It doesn't matter who he is, let you die like that. It doesn't matter if you go to the underworld or hell. You don't have a family anymore."
The gentle face in his mind disappeared instantly. Xia Jie, who was sitting on the bus, gradually focused his eyes, but found that at some point, a silver-haired old woman with a full face was standing on her right.
Sitting in the pitch white with her legs crossed, Lu Yi responded to the voice that appeared out of thin air.
What remained within Red's sight was a speeding car and a woman and man running away slowly holding a crying boy.
Mom may be wrong. In that world, there may be bad people as well as good people, or maybe what you encountered is accurate."
Inside the glass door, Xiaowen sneezed and shook her head in disappointment, facing the icy rain in the sky, she stepped away from the rain curtain.
Although he didn't explain it, he couldn't tell that the unknown existence he was talking to was not gone yet.
"He should die like that. The first point is that if he wants to return to the outside world and continue to other worlds, he must complete all the tasks issued to him by the corresponding world. That is the sacrifice he must make.
You pay the ransom, otherwise he will stay in this world forever and will never be able to come back.
Xiaowen's eyes scanned the white darkness, but she still saw everything. I had to completely give up the idea of observing the environment.
"Brother, you are just junior high school students. You have money to buy an umbrella. The owner of the private supermarket is so white-hearted. The most special umbrella actually costs 30. Brother, can he help me? He is a bad person and lends him the umbrella."
Just use it, Dawen's house is far away, come back and return the umbrella to Dawen before you send him back, beg him, please promise him, it will be at least ten minutes later."
"Brother, he sees that the rain is getting heavier and lighter now, and you and your boyfriend were stopped outside and went back home."
The seventh point is very complicated. He only has one life. This is an appropriate metaphor. Others don’t regard it as a survival game that can be cleared in one life. It’s just that for you, do you give him a chance to invest coins again? After he dies
It's completely there.
"No, it seems like he doesn't want to answer that question."
After a few seconds of noise, this ethereal neutral voice appeared out of thin air again, still elusive.
Xiaowen looked confused when she heard this, and knew that it was meaningless for the other party to repeat her words.
"Why does he always emphasize the words 'you should just die like that' after speaking? Doesn't it make any sense?"
For some reason, the guests always felt that the guy standing in the rain in the door was pitiful.
"'You should have died like that'..."
"But the fact is that you are indeed not dead. In order to save a big boy, you were hit by a car and your mother even looked back at you... Except for this crying big boy, maybe you will be less
Remember you for a few seconds."
"Yeah, I'm not even two boys old yet."
She is fair and tender, like a new baby, and her skin is worse than her own after birth.
The ethereal voice seemed to be taking care of Xiaowen's mood, and her tone became slightly stern.
"Today's young people, as old as 40 years old, hate occupying seats. Do they really have the hard-working spirit of the past? When they see the elderly, they know how to take the initiative to give up their seats. They know how to respect the elderly and love the young.
An eight-year-old looks younger and a year-old looks older. You see, the people born before 1990 are only as good as the old people competing for seats..."
"This...haven't you had the chance to return to your original world?"
"Is nothing wrong?"
"He should die like that, and even if you really let him go, he should go to heaven. Going to hell is too fair for him. You want him to understand that."
"The smallest fairness in that world is not fairness, so even if God doesn't really throw you into hell, you still accept it. No matter who he is, please let you go, just let you go quietly like that.
You will be grateful to him."
That world has nothing worth remembering for you. You have done your best to teach your mother. Your mother said that being helpful will bring you little ill will and gratitude. However, the fact is that you have helped very few people.
There are only a few people who really receive bad intentions. For a small number of people, the word "thank you" is a shameful word that is difficult to say.
"He should die like that. Regarding questions like 'who are you' and 'where is that place outside?', he needs to find the answers by himself, and his chance is not to randomly travel to various game worlds and do bad things.
It's bad to become weak, it's bad to commit suicide, it's all up to him to decide, but he must remember two things."
Xiaowen raised her head and looked at the umbrella outside her hand, silently speaking.
"He should die like that. Even if the emperor is out there, he will allow him to die worthless. The same goes for you. So, he actually has no right to choose. He needs to know,
For him now, there is no opportunity for him to return to the past. It is an opportunity that no one else has but only him. He cannot understand that it is the result of the bad things he has done for seventy-eight years.
Gift, that's why you appear there."
Because I haven’t run out of money to buy a seventh umbrella.
"He should have died like that."
Watching the junior high school girl open an umbrella and take my boyfriend away into the rain, a gust of hot wind blew slantingly with ice rain. Lu Yi leaned against the inside of the shop door again, but his upper body was still wet.
.
If I remember correctly, before pushing the big boy away, I subconsciously blocked the front of the car with my hand in the rain. The bones of my left hand above the wrist were completely broken by the violent impact of the front of the car, and then I was hit by the car.
fly.
Standing up, Xiaowen once again looked around her blankly, trying to find something in the darkness.
The young man raised his lower eyelids and clenched his fists, but could only loosen them again.
Pointing at the male low school student standing eight meters away, the female low school student smiled apologetically.
With a wry smile, Xiaowen, who has no choice, must accept the reality.
Close your eyes.
First, you give him two opportunities to ask questions. As for whether you will answer, everything is unknown."
Taking the umbrella with a smile on her face, the female junior high school student rushed towards her boyfriend without turning her head.
Raising his head hurriedly, Lu Yi's face lost a bit of seriousness.
Seemingly being provoked, several other private cars also started honking their horns loudly.
"Hey, brother, don't leave yet, brother!"
"Okay, he should try to be as slow as possible, and you can wait for him outside."
The ethereal voice could still distinguish its gender, coming from the emptiness and the white darkness.
Turning his head in confusion, Lu Yicai realized that the person calling him was a low-middle school couple who lived far away from his home. They were usually aloof and affectionate in the street, but Xiaowen accidentally remembered that.
For the elderly.
After nodding, Xiaowen handed the umbrella to the junior high school girl.
Half pulling and half dragging Xiaowen back to the entrance of the supermarket, the junior high school girl scratched her head and smiled mischievously.
As there was less and less garbage covering it, the white umbrella finally disappeared outside the trash can.
At this moment, a brand new white umbrella is lying quietly outside a trash can in a certain area, surrounded by garbage getting dirtier and smellier.
"That's it...wait a minute, Lao Zhang, he said two hours later?"
Perhaps, that person was born out of evil people.
"That stupid guy bought an umbrella outside your place two hours later, and he lent it to a couple who were taking shelter from the rain at the door. You guessed he was waiting to return the umbrella.
I’m standing inside just to avoid having to find me again when I return the umbrella I borrowed during the New Year.”
"Lao Zhang, here's a box of hard Chinese."
"Wait? So, no one will come to pick me up and give me an umbrella?"
Xiaowen got on the bus, and the old man's harsh words had not gone away with the bus. She looked up at the rain that was getting lighter and lighter, and the young man walked slowly towards the nearest big store.
Looking back at the muddy tile floor outside the store, Xiaowen decided to wait inside the door in order to avoid making it even dirtier.
"He...who is he? Where is that place out there, and how can you have no chance?"
Ethereal sounds came from all directions, allowing Xiaowen to find the source of the sounds.
The wind has not stopped, but the rain has stopped.
The air is getting cooler and cooler, but the rain is showing no signs of getting heavier.
"That stupid guy is probably waiting for someone to return the umbrella. Eighty yuan can be regarded as buying a warm lesson. I hope that stupid guy can learn more..."
"He should die like that, and he must be honest in front of you. Although his integrity has been strangled by his own hands, he still has no memory of it. You know, just because you know what he is and is.
.”
"The soft one... is expensive, and has a bad draw... Forget it, just use the soft one, it's weaker than the hard draw."
Although there was no doubt about where the other person was coming from, he still stood up slowly and gave up his seat for the old man.
When he came out of the store, the young man still had a white umbrella on his wrist.
Sitting under the boss's chair again, the shop owner rolled his eyes and crossed his legs.
Playing with the kerosene lighter on his watch, the store owner sighed.
Sitting down neatly under the blue seat, the old man's bright face did not improve at all. Instead, he glanced sideways at the young man and muttered something negative or positive.
Taking the cigarette box, the customer opened it unfamiliarly and lit one for himself. However, his peripheral vision once again accidentally focused on the embarrassed figure standing at the door of the shop.
Sighing, Lu Yi raised his left hand and observed the lines on the outside of his palm and the skin on the back of his hand.
