Chapter 269 Return! (Part 2)

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"The first snow in 2002,

Came later than usual,

The No. 2 bus stopped at the 8th floor..."

On the street outside the car, I don’t know which shop is playing Dao Lang’s song on the stereo.

at the same time,

Zhou Ze saw outside the car window,

It actually started to snow.

roadside,

It turned out to be really snowy.

Today is June 27th, in the middle of summer,

Snowing.

The car arrived at the station again and stopped;

The old man suddenly appeared on the curb outside the car. He put his hands in the pockets of his green coat and stepped on the snow with his Liberation shoes. His body was shaking a little and white breath kept coming out of his mouth.

Before the door closed, Zhou Ze jumped out of the bus, which frightened the bus driver and cursed several times, "I'm looking for death!"

call…………

cold,

It's really cold,

It's obviously summer,

Suddenly it became winter.

However, Zhou Ze, who was wearing thin clothes, was not too hard to accept. He was a man who had to sleep with a female zombie in his arms every day, and he had even slept in a freezer before.

"Young man, so full of fire, so good."

The old man looked at Zhou Ze and said enviously.

"What's going on?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Fake, 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.

After so many years,

I also want to find someone to talk to.

You killed me,

You are qualified to chat with me.

What do you think, keep walking?

If you don't want to leave, this simple environment won't trap you. "

The old man said, sulking his head and starting to walk forward.

What he said is right,

This is a simple illusion,

The switching is very abrupt. Compared with the horror of "moisturizing things silently" in the book of yin and yang, 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 the status of her father.

This illusion could not trap Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze just kept his head down, 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 me,

This guy who dared to come to our door to chat after being killed,

His true face,

What exactly is it!

Although in Zhou Ze's heart,

In fact, there is an answer, but more confirmation is still needed.

The old man seemed to be opening his heart to him, and Zhou Ze would not refuse anyone thousands of miles away.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier,

After walking for a while, the old man seemed to be unable to walk. He squatted down by the roadside, took out a dry tobacco rod, tinkered with the tobacco leaves, and then started smoking "smash it, smash it".

Seeing Zhou Ze standing next to him, he also sent the cigarette rod to Zhou Ze, indicating that Zhou Ze wanted to smoke, you're welcome.

Zhou Ze also squatted down, took out his cigarette and lit it.

One old and one young,

Just squatting on the side of the road,

Let the snowflakes fall on their heads, shoulders, and slopes,

Smoking silently.

The old man didn't speak, and Zhou Ze didn't speak either.

But what should come,

Always coming.

"I really want to die," the old man spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and then coughed several times in succession, "I'm tired, really."

The old man's two "truths" revealed a kind of helplessness.

I want to die, but I can't.

This kind of helplessness,

In the eyes of most people, it is a way to stand and talk without backache, which makes many others envious!

Throughout the ages, how many people have dreamed of immortality, how many kings have been obsessed with it, and how many princes and nobles have risked everything for it.

But the strange thing is,

Zhou Ze could tell that the old man was speaking from his heart.

He wants to die,

But he can't die,

This is not pretentious, but the deepest and most real helplessness buried in the old man's heart.

"What on earth are you?" Zhou Ze asked again.

"Oh, haven't you seen it yet?" The old man smiled and knocked the tobacco pole against the curb. "Maybe you have already seen it, but you can't believe it, right?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking,

A group of people were walking across the road,

Holding a banner,

With a sign,

shouting slogans,

People keep joining in,

The shouts resounded through the sky, dispelling the chill of this winter and making it blazing, just like the scorching sun in the sky and the reappearance of summer.

"￥￥!"

"...&!"

The slogans are neat,

The leading people looked as if they had been injected with chicken blood, their faces flushed and excited.

This team is in Zhou Ze

Walking in front of the old man, some of them saw the old man and Zhou Ze squatting there smoking, and many of them had contempt in their eyes.

It's like looking at a group of numb compatriots, a group of rigid homogeneous people,

I'm sorry for his misfortune, and I'm angry that he doesn't fight!

Zhou Ze scratched his head,

The old man laughed loudly,

After laughing, he continued:

"I want to die. Why can't the person in your body kill me? No, he can kill me, but he can't kill me now, or he is unwilling to spend so much energy to kill me. "

The old man stood up as he spoke.

The dry tobacco pole was smashed against the tree in front of me.

There are no landslides or cracks in the ground or water flowing backwards,

Nor does he have the domineering attitude of "Lu Zhishen pulled up the weeping willows".

Instead, the old man shocked himself so much that his mouth hurt.

He covered his fingers and danced comically on the ground a few times.

"There is another possibility. He saw that I wanted to die but couldn't, so he deliberately kept me alive and let me continue to suffer this kind of torture!

Damn,

I didn't offend him.

He is so cruel. If I am not dead, I will come back after a while and someone will die because of me. He doesn't care. He doesn't care about human life. He just sees that I am uncomfortable and would rather let me continue to be tortured like this.

It's so cruel, it's so disrespectful of human life. "

The old man continued to curse.

Zhou Ze saw a few people coming out from behind the team. They walked to a car next to them and looked around a Mitsubishi car.

The car door opened, and two tall men stepped out. The two groups looked at each other for a while, and then the other group left. The two men who got off the car got on again.

The group of people walked and stopped next to a Toyota not far ahead.

They seemed to have seen who was sitting in the car.

They started pointing and cursing at the people inside through the car window.

Start scolding,

Start educating,

He even started spitting.

They are impassioned, they denounce Fang Qiu, and they are passionate. Even though they look like they are not very young, they have bald heads with big bellies and old-fashioned tattoos on their shoulders.

As the yelling continued,

More and more people began to gather around, some were watching, some were taking pictures, and some were cheering.

The few people who gathered around the car at first became more and more excited, and the encouragement from the people around them seemed to give them unlimited strength.

They feel they are welcome,

They feel that they worship the highest,

They even feel that

I am glowing!

finally,

One cannot restrain this impulse;

He jumped directly onto the roof of the car and started jumping.

While stepping on it, I was shouting, while I was jumping, I was cursing at the same time.

He is intoxicated,

his self,

He is unstoppable!

Not to be outdone, the other person picked up the wrench that had been prepared for a long time, and with everyone's exclamations, he smashed it directly against the car window and windshield!

"Snapped!"

The windshield was cracked.

They vented their anger, even if the enemy was thousands of miles away, even if the person sitting inside had an ID card designed exactly like theirs.

But they felt glorious and great. Amid the cheers from the people around him, he felt that what he was wielding was not a wrench, but a machete, just like a character in a drama that would be broadcast on every TV station late at night.

As if all around him,

There is the whistling of bullets,

There is the noise of artillery fire,

There is burning smoke,

He is firm,

fortitude,

calm,

He raised his wrench again and again and smashed the car window and door,

It’s as if what he smashed wasn’t the car,

It's an armored tank belonging to the enemy,

He is a Polish soldier,

Blow the charge horn, protect your country, protect your nation, and launch a great charge against the torrent of steel!

Although tens of thousands of people are coming to me,

This is his belief at this time!

People around kept cheering and cheering,

As if they were about to usher in a great victory,

dawn,

Right in front of them!

They will prove their courage, bare their mind, and show their backbone!

They are excited, they are excited, they are in high spirits!

finally,

The car door was pushed open from the inside,

The people inside were so frightened that they got out of the car.

It was a woman in ordinary clothes. On the other side was a girl who also got out of the car. The girl was crying, shouting, and cursing.

The woman kept begging these people,

But when you draw a bow, there is no turning back. On the battlefield, there is only charge, no retreat!

They pushed the woman away and continued to smash the car. They yelled at her, pointed at the car's trademark, and scolded her for being despicable, shameless, and obscene.

Zhou Ze, who was standing nearby, took a deep breath when he saw this scene.

The old man changed to a pack of cigarettes and continued smoking.

"Is it interesting?" Zhou Ze asked.

"The answer you want is right here." The old man spat.

He puffed out a smoke ring and said, "I want to die."

The old man kept saying this, just like Mrs. Xianglin said to everyone she met: I just know that when it snows, wild animals will come to the village when there is no food in the mountains; I don’t know that there will also be in spring...

The woman got up and went to stop the person who smashed the car.

But the man next to me with the wrench,

But he just smashed the wrench down!

"boom!"

The sound of my head opening,

crispy,

It's also boring,

The woman fell to the ground,

The blood keeps flowing out,

In the white winter snow all around,

This touch of red,

It seemed so dazzling.

Zhou Ze pursed his lips and told himself that this was an illusion.

Turning his head, Zhou Ze was surprised to find that the old man who had been standing next to him smoking just now had disappeared again.

then,

When Zhou Ze looked towards the car again,

Seeing a pool of blood,

The figure of the old man was reflected,

His face is haggard,

His eyes are confused,

He is crying,

He is shouting,

He is making trouble,

He was pleading loudly:

"I want to die,

Why don't you let me die!"

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