2017 was a year like no other. Some people are brilliant, some people are sighing, some are nostalgic, some are looking forward to it, December, the end of the year, is also a ceremony for the year.

"Maybe it's the resentment of the muddy days of this year, maybe it's too much hypocrisy in life, or maybe the legendary previous life has done too much evil, anyway, maybe the next life will be bleak......" A fat man sat on the rooftop of perhaps the tallest building in this small county, wrapped in a coat that couldn't be buttoned on his body, and sighed softly.

"Damn, the last one, I should have bought a box just now, the balls, and there are more than an hour......" The fat man took out the last cigarette from the crumpled cigarette case and scolded with a wry smile.

At 11:18, the fat man thought that it was auspicious, probably because he had done a wedding arrangement with his sister a long time ago, and the wedding was mixed up. However, he did not think that what he now calls auspicious time would be 23:18 if it were 24 hours.

The night sky is dark, and there are not many lights ahead, and due to the remote location, there are few pedestrians. The fat man looked down at the mobile phone that kept vibrating, pressed the hang up button, and skillfully pressed a set of numbers, hesitated for a long time but raised his head, took a puff of the cigarette that had burned to the butt of the cigarette, didn't feel that some fingers trembled and rubbed some hazy eyes that might have been blown by the wind, and finally seemed to have decided something, and pressed the dial......

"Brother, brother can't stand you, brother will go first......" No matter what was said inside, he hung up the phone suddenly, and then the phone rang again, the fat man's face was hideous, and his eyes were blood-red with mist, "Isn't TMD just money, come on, Lao Tzu will give it to you, where is it......?"

No matter what the people inside said, they just threw the phone out, maybe three seconds, maybe five seconds, or maybe a year.

"Click......

"Bang ......"

Two voices broke the silence of the night in this small town.

There may have been a three-second interval between the sounds......

Maybe five seconds......

Or maybe a year?

Maybe a long, long moment......

"A man in XX City jumped off a building in debt and died"......

If the fat man still knows, he will definitely say: This is not in line with my brother's character, my brother wants to be low-key, and my brother is playing the kind of literary and artistic loneliness of "I tried to disappear, but no one cared about it......