After the bus continued to drive for several stops, it finally arrived at the North Railway Station, and the rain finally stopped.
I got off the car and followed the crowd into the spacious and bright train station hall. It was as if the man sitting next to me just now, eating cake alone with tears in his eyes, had never appeared in this world, nor did the man standing next to me appear in the world.
The takeaway boy who was at a loss in the heavy rain
Suddenly I wasn't so sad, because I knew I wasn't the only one who was sad. Fate was not targeting me, it was targeting everyone who worked hard to live.
It was already after six o'clock in the evening when I returned to Chengdu. I did not go back to the company, but went directly back to my residence.
I called Chen Min and told her that I went back to Chongqing today and climbed over the wall into the house, but I didn't find any handprints.
Chen Min said to me in a very serious tone: "Everything you can think of can be thought of by others. I think there is a high probability that the palm print has been taken away."
"I think so. I found footprints when I went there."
"That would be tragic. If the palm print ends up in the hands of Min Nolan or Min Wenbin, then all our efforts will be in vain, and there will be no results in An Lan's matter."
"Is there no other way?"
Chen Min was silent for a while and said to me: "Yes, we need someone to stand up and break the situation, but this person is neither you nor me."
"Who is that? How can we find him."
"I wish I could do something about it."
My heart sank, and I said with despair: "After all, there is nothing we can do, right?"
"Just wait, wait for the person who can break the situation to appear."
I didn't know what to say. At this moment, my heart was filled with despair, as if I was being grabbed by the throat by Min Wenbin, without any chance to fight back.
I'm about to suffocate, but who can save me?
Maybe, I can only save myself.
After smoking two cigarettes in a row, I opened the Alienware laptop that I hadn't touched for a long time. This computer has been with me for a long time and has helped me make a lot of achievements.
I typed a few times on the keyboard, and more than 20 companies owned by Min Wenbin popped up on the screen. Now I only need to move my fingers to let him invade.
I'm not kidding, as long as I dare to do it, I can guarantee that Min Wenbin will be on the news tomorrow.
Of course, I might also have a bad reputation as a hacker, and I would probably have to spend time in jail from now on.
And Min Wenbin may only have lost a little money, which does not pose much of a threat to him. He can still live as if nothing happened.
Thinking of this, I stopped moving. I couldn't take such a risk, at least it wasn't the time for suicide yet.
If it were really possible, I would rather fight him to the death, but if I do that now, it would be tantamount to unilateral suicide.
I finally closed the computer, and suddenly, I started laughing for no reason, and the laughter got louder and louder.
Why are you laughing? Because I suddenly figured something out.
There is no need for me to have anything to do with Min Wenbin now. After all, my ability is so good now, so there is no need for me to go head-to-head with him.
What I should do now is cherish the good life I have now. I am doing well now and can earn a considerable income every month. I will even have more money in the near future.
When I make enough money, I will go to Antarctica to fulfill my dream. After I come back from Antarctica, I will take the money back to my hometown and open a small supermarket in my hometown. Our place is not being developed for eco-tourism.
Is it a district? There must be business.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is hope for the future.
I really didn't even have a dream that night, and I even thought I would lose sleep because of it. But when one thinks through a bad thing, everything becomes easier.
The next morning I still went downstairs for a run early, and I still saw the old man who practiced Tai Chi alone next to the courtyard garden of the community every day.
Since I moved into this community, I have seen him here every morning, even if it rains, he will practice Tai Chi in the pavilion.
We have never crossed paths, but today I don’t know whether it was a whim or something, but I took the initiative to say hello to him.
"Hello, uncle! I see you again."
The uncle smiled at me, stopped what he was doing, and replied: "Young man, I see you often too."
I also smiled at him, and then started chatting with him: "Uncle, you have been coming here to practice Tai Chi every day, rain or shine, haven't you?"
"Ever since I learned Tai Chi, I have come here basically every day."
"Really? I think you're playing pretty well. Why don't you teach me some other time?"
I just said it casually, but I didn't know that the uncle took it seriously. He immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I can teach you whatever you want to learn now."
"Okay." I readily agreed.
So the uncle started to tell me how to practice Tai Chi and how to use the strength in my body. In short, he explained it very carefully.
But I still can't calm down. Maybe I don't want to learn at all, or maybe I am too impetuous.
The uncle also noticed it, but he didn't say anything to me. He just smiled and said: "Young man, practicing Tai Chi is not like other sports. You have to calm down to practice well."
"Uncle, I also want to calm down. Do you have any tips?"
The uncle smiled and took me to the pavilion to rest for a while.
After I sat down next to him, he slowly said to me: "Before I practiced Tai Chi, I was very impetuous and couldn't calm down when I did anything. I had just retired at that time and I was thinking about my work all day long. I’m thinking about whether the person who will succeed me will do a good job, and I’m also thinking about my children, whether my daughter will be bullied after she gets married, my eldest son’s career, and whether my younger son’s marriage will be successful.”
Having said this, the uncle smiled, then grabbed a thermos cup on the ground and took a sip of tea.
After a pause, the uncle continued: "Do you think it's not tiring to think about these things? Later, I learned Tai Chi from someone and slowly learned to let go."
"lay down?"
"Yes, I know you young people today, just like my three children, they also want to think everything through, and they have very high demands on themselves, so they just can't let go!"
"Then how do you let it go?"
The uncle smiled again and said: "My understanding is that I am a little confused. I used to want to take care of everything, whether it was the big or small things at home or the affairs of my children. Now I just want to do whatever my old lady asks me to do. I'll do whatever I want. All I want now is one drink a day and no shortage of pocket money."
I listened silently and seemed to think what he said made sense.
Otherwise, why would I feel happier when I was young? This means that as long as you don’t think about anything and live in a daze, life may be very simple.
When I was silent, the uncle patted me on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Young man, I see you every day, and I can tell that you are unhappy. I want to tell you that people still have to live for themselves. As long as you
When you're happy, as long as it doesn't break the law, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to worry about what the outside world thinks of you."
After the uncle finished speaking, he stood up leisurely and continued to recite Tai Chi.
But I stayed silent, trying hard to digest what the uncle just said to me.
Perhaps, I should really shrink my circle, have fewer desires and thoughts, and live a more confused life without so many worries.?