Chapter 1171 The Hesitant Person

Chapter 1355 The Hesitant Person

The night is glitzy and the lights are as numerous as the sea,

A series of neon high-rise buildings, a series of brilliant avenues, the development of the fourth largest city in the United States is vast in the dark.

Compared with Calgary, which basically relies on the oil industry, it has developed towards diversification in the 1980s, with a high degree of medical, aerospace, transportation, education, international trade and finance.

Houston's nights are louder and busier.

And just in a place where you can overlook this bustling scene, on the roof of a building not far from the city center,

There is nothing, only the darkness of the night wind,

A man stood here with vacant eyes. He glanced at the bustling scene in the city center in the distance. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Then,

Jumped from the roof.

The height of six or seven floors was already deadly enough. When his feet left the roof, the night wind howled suddenly, and the ground hit him at an extremely fast speed!

It was already dark, and no one noticed this scene.

But at the moment when the man fell to the ground!

A red lace ring appeared out of thin air, a jet of darkness suddenly rushed out from it, and then everything underneath the man's fall floated up!

In the blurred vision of falling, I only felt a blur in front of my eyes.

The next second the man found that he was still standing on the roof of the building, with the night wind blowing coldly. The experience of jumping from the roof of the building just a few seconds ago,

It was so unreal that one suspected it was a hallucination that occurred in a trance.

He also thought so, but the man just looked around blankly, then looked at the bottom of the building silently, and fell forward again, losing all strength.

boom--

The figure fell to the ground, and this time the 'hallucination' did not happen again.

But before he fell forward, an invisible force pulled his body back, and at the same time made him fall asleep unconsciously.

At this moment, Fangran walked out of the dark corner on the roof and looked at the man on the ground in front of him and sighed helplessly.

Jumping off a building to commit suicide is not an easy way to escape. The feeling of your body losing support and falling to the ground will amplify your fear instantly.

The acceleration of gravity will be like a person grabbing your neck tightly, making it difficult for you to breathe, the muscles of your body will become stiff, and your eyes and ears will be congested and your senses will be blurred.

As long as the fear in your mind is very clear, emotions such as regret, collapse, and nostalgia will appear easily.

But from the moment I jumped, I couldn't look back.

In the end, he can only face his own death amidst boundless fear and regret.

Surviving an experience like this,

Fangran thought he would suspect whether he was hallucinating, so he collapsed to the ground with lingering fear, realizing the fear of death and living well.

But he never expected that he would make the same choice without regaining consciousness.

In the Rolls-Royce, he sensed the warning from Haiji and Mullin patrolling the surrounding area, and directly used the [Run Card]. Without time to control it carefully, he directly floated an area with the [Floating Card].

Fangran finally saved this man in the critical moment of only three or four seconds.

But now it seems that it is not that simple to really 'save' him.

A person who really wants to die will find another chance to commit suicide even if he is saved once.

Knowing this truth very well, Fangran looked at the fallen man in front of him, and after some consideration, decided to contact his family first.

Wanting to find contact information from him, I squatted down, but at the moment when I turned the other person's body over,

Fangran was slightly stunned for a moment.

His appearance, probably in his forties, is full of traces of the vicissitudes of life. There is stubble on his thin face, and there is a hint of fatigue that cannot be concealed in the wrinkles near his sunken eye sockets.

What appeared in front of Fangran at this moment was a somewhat familiar face.

I grabbed this feeling of familiarity and tried to recall it. It took me a while.

Just now, in the past few days, my memory has been filled with energy agreements, scenes, dance parties, underground spaces, dark worlds and other major events.

Find out the memories about him from the passers-by who have some impressions along the way.

This was Uncle George who kindly took him and Celica to the city on the night they left the black market.

Recalling that time, it seemed that the driving route was the same as tonight's. I couldn't believe this amazing coincidence.

Fangran looked at George who was sleeping and couldn't find anything on him to contact his family.

After thinking for a while, I finally exhaled,

Recalling Mullin fell on his shoulders.

Symbolizing 'memory', it comes from the power of the night device to peer into other people's hearts, but it is not pleasant to feel the ups and downs of other people's lives from an almost first-person perspective.

Fangran has always tried to avoid using this ability as much as possible.

Contact the police, ask Il to investigate, or hand it over directly to Adeline. There are no other options in this situation.

I was just thinking about his death wish to fall outside the building again, thinking that this was a procrastination,

Could it be that after I left tonight, I couldn't save the tragedy of him jumping to his death? Could it be that it was just a kind of hypocrisy out of temporary good intentions, obviously trying his best but not being responsible to the end?

Thinking of his gentle smile when he offered me a ride that night, I felt that maybe this was the reason for accepting the help.

Mana consumption, ability activation,

Although it is not the state of Ye Qi's liberation and can only be roughly felt like a bystander, it is enough to find the reason why he committed suicide by jumping off the building.

When Mullin turned into a black light and melted into his black eyes, the memory of 'George' flooded towards Fangran!

Then the result was somewhat unexpected.

He didn't 'see' any human tragedies such as wives and children being separated or families being destroyed, nor were there any major desperate emergencies such as gambling debts and repayments.

In George's peaceful life, there are only

A wave of hesitation.

He is 42 years old and is a driver at a recycling depot. His daily job is to sit in his car and drive the recycled items in the city to the suburban scrapyard.

No vacation, it goes back and forth.

His job does not require interaction with people, and he has no friends in this city.

Every morning after I wake up and go out, I get in the car and sit on an old seat with only accelerator, brake, steering wheel, etc.

Start a day of monotonous work that can last up to ten hours.

He would spend eight dollars to buy four hamburgers from a passing fast-food restaurant at noon, eat them in the car, rest in the car, and then continue to work in the afternoon.

Working sedentary for long periods of time always causes pain in his shoulders and waist, and he basically endures it.

Until get off work.

His young colleagues who would not be able to work for long did not interact with him very much, and he did not have the capital to follow them to cheap bars where men and women hang out.

He doesn't smoke or drink,

Without any social entertainment, he went home directly after get off work,

He left the old car he had been riding in for a day and returned to the small house filled with all kinds of daily clutter, where he lived every day.

His teenage son is in his rebellious phase, a campus gangster who doesn't care about his studies and despises his work.

His wife is an out-of-shape fat woman who works as a waitress in a restaurant. She married him after being dumped by her former boyfriend. She always has all kinds of dissatisfaction and complaints against him.

‘Can’t you try harder! We can only afford the rent this month and the tuition after Wood. When can I move out from here? ’

His family has been at the bottom of society struggling below the poverty line since he was a child. He has not received a good education and does not know how to change his life or his next generation.

Even though I have reached middle age, my fantasy of a better life still sadly remains.

Thinking about the prosperity of the city center that I longed for when I was young, thinking about my current quagmire life, my son’s contempt, my wife’s complaints,

Inferiority, negativity, self-doubt, all kinds of feelings of inferiority are burning in the heart of a person who is over forty years old.

It takes him a long time to relax and fall asleep every night

Then wake up and start the same day again.

When you go out, get in the car, and sit in the driver's seat, no one talks or communicates. You look at the unchanging scenery and the unchanging route all by yourself.

I bought four burgers at noon, ate them in the car, and rested in the car.

Then I started working in the afternoon, enduring the soreness in my shoulders until I got off work, and went home without having anywhere else to go.

‘Wood fights with his classmates. I have to go to school tomorrow and my salary will be deducted for another day. Really! If your salary can be increased, I won't have to worry about the less money I will make if I take leave tomorrow! ’

After listening to my wife's usual complaints, I went to bed feeling exhausted.

Then wake up and start the same day.

Going out, getting in the car, the same location, the same people,

Buy a hamburger at noon, eat it, and rest.

If your shoulder hurts, endure it, get off work, and go home.

'My friend's husband made an extra three hundred dollars this month. You can make some extra money at some point. I really don't understand why I married you at that time! ’

complain, sleep,

Then another day.

Go out and get in the car.

It’s not like one or two days, nor is it like one month or two months.

But life day after day, year after year,

There is no social interaction, no friends, no one cares about me, no one cares about my life and death, and no direction to live.

There is no joy or hope in life, and the pain is so painful that no light can be seen.

In a cage-like place, repeating the low-level work that barely makes a living, even if it hurts, you can only grit your teeth and persevere, because if you don't do this, you can't live.

Every day I grit my teeth and get through it hard, and then I think about having to live this kind of life again tomorrow.

A suffocating feeling that makes me breathless.

From George's memory, Fangran only 'saw' such repressed things, and there were no drastic changes like family destruction or desperation.

From his life, which was repeated day by day and as stable as a pool of stagnant water,

Sold out burgers, wife's complaints, sore shoulders, broken radio.

Fangran only saw such small despair piled up together.

enough! enough! I can't hold on any longer! I really can't hold on any longer! I don't want to live this kind of life anymore!

I've had enough of the pain and torture every night before I go to sleep!

Do I have to live in such suffering until I grow old and die?

Let it end! Set me free!

Seeing him clasping his hands in his hair and crying out in pain, Fangran suddenly thought of that night at the black market. He saw why George's smile felt familiar to him.

He'd seen it on Krim's face.

But compared with the young super genius, George is a middle-aged uncle in his forties who is struggling at the bottom of society.

He wanders in this world, living in confusion.

The collapse of adults often happens in an instant.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered this sentence, and suddenly understood the reason for his suicide.

Fangran couldn't help but sigh after the silence, looking for the 'moment' that detonated all his accumulated despair and made him want to jump off the roof.

Then Fangran found it in George's memory.

It was a night a few days ago,

On his way to work, he picked up an unforgettable beauty and a energetic foreign boy.

Listening to the young man thanking himself loudly in unfamiliar English, color finally appeared in the repetitive, depressing and hopeless life.

The sense of accomplishment of helping others gave him a rare feeling of excitement.

But that night, the police cordoned off a neighborhood because of an emergency.

He didn't make it home successfully.

After my mood was lifted, I experienced a small drop of despair, and other small despairs caused by this incident, like a butterfly effect in the following days,

The last straw finally broke George's already broken psychological defense.

And at this moment, the 'fuse' that triggered all his despair and made him want to jump off the roof was confirmed, and he learned the reason for the blockade.

The moment I saw that dark Bugatti,

Fangran's black eyes suddenly widened, as if an extremely turbulent wave was erupting in his heart without any warning.

The light and satisfying feeling of returning from the dark world, solving the crisis in the energy field, seeing the extraordinary scene of the night battle world and being active in it,

Being overwhelmed by this moment.

After all, I still couldn't update before midnight. Alas, I'm really sorry for being stuck for three days. The easy part to write is over again. The next few chapters are about naming the main themes. They are just as difficult to write as Helen's ones. I'm very sorry. I was afraid that I would not be able to write well, and that the finishing touches would not be in place, which would lead to the collapse of the whole paragraph. I would not be able to sublimate and deepen the theme. I tortured for several days and finally wrote it. It was really difficult for me to write the mid-life crisis chapter in this chapter, and it was also very difficult to portray. It’s not good, because I don’t understand. I can only rely on imagination. I feel like I haven’t written down the feeling of struggling at the bottom and having no hope in life. Originally, I had a reference material, which was a Japanese comic that I read on Auntie’s Home. , but I can’t find it. [It’s about a middle-aged man who is driven to collapse by the accumulation of all kinds of small despair in life. He meets a female high school student while in a daze. There seems to be a line: ‘Such a girl only needs 20,000 days. Yuan can be taken care of', that page is a trembling hand holding money] Yesterday I searched for more than two hours and couldn't find it. I was so excited that I couldn't find it. If anyone has seen it, please tell me. I really want to read it again. From then on A sense of hesitation in a mid-life crisis, finding inspiration in despair and oppression, and repairing this