I reached out to her and plucked the broken leaves of the firewood from her head. She looked up at me, and I asked faintly, "Do you think it's worth it?" ”

She sighed: "The children are innocent, and these two children are very likable, there must be some hope in life." ”

I nodded, "I like what you said earlier. ”

She looked at me puzzled: "What do you say?" ”

I turned around and walked out of the courtyard: "Live well, just as the child's father died." ”

I don't know what kind of expression she will look like behind her. In the distance, I heard the sound of children playing, I lit a cigarette and started the car and drove out into the city at night.

We are in this business that collects money from people and eliminates disasters with others. Someone has to do the dirty things. We are used to giving death to others, but I am not used to giving disaster to others. Maybe I'm not a competent killer, doing a job that everyone hates, and trying to redeem myself.

The car drove all the way to the city, and the surroundings gradually changed from darkness to brightness, and the lights were on, and it was bustling. All are constantly choosing, the man chooses to leave, and the woman's extravagant hopes are ruined to grant her death. Women choose to be stubborn and hold on to beg for hope. And my choice was constantly swayed, perhaps because of the starry eyes of the two children, perhaps because of the taste of the meal, or because of the stubbornness that bordered on pleading.

I am disgusted with this city, it buries so much good with its own hands. There are times when I hate myself, and I have no choice but a conflict. At the moment I was driving alone on the way back to the city, and they all told me to be careful of the hunters. I'm ignoring the rules more and more, I think I'm going to die eventually, and I'm going to die. It's a pity that the Grim Reaper never asks such a thing.

The car was parked in front of a villa, and for a well-known businesswoman, her home seemed easy to find. The house is next to a small artificial lake, which is beautifully decorated with lights. I stood by the lake and smoked a cigarette before knocking on the door of that villa.

The door was opened by a small nanny, and I told her that I had come to visit the chairman. She let me into the house, and I opened my mouth and asked, "Didn't the manager come back?"

The little nanny replied to me while bringing me slippers: "Recently, they have come back very late, and they have entrusted me to take care of Sister Lu." ”

I nodded, and she led me into the bedroom, which was called Sister Lu. The lights in the house are bright, and the more dying people are, the more afraid of the darkness becomes. There was a thin old woman lying on the bed, the bed was very soft, and her whole body sank into the bed.

When she heard someone come in, she opened her eyes and looked at me, but the little nanny didn't follow up. I walked straight in, of course she didn't know me. She's waiting for me to speak, and I guess she's having a hard time talking at the moment.

I came to her bedside and said, "Hello Chairman Lu, let me introduce myself first, I am a killer. ”

With that, I took a look at her reaction. Her expression didn't change, and as a strong woman, I think she must have countless conjectures in her heart at this moment.

Seeing that she didn't speak, I continued: "It's a little disturbing to take the liberty of coming, maybe no one will feel too comfortable when someone like us comes to the door." But you don't have to worry, I'm just being commissioned to tell a story, and although the commission is cheap and it's just a meal, a trade is a deal, and I think you'll be interested in knowing the story as well. ”

After listening to my words, she blinked her eyes twice and motioned for me to continue.

So I stood by her bedside and told the story about the woman.

She listened to this cliché story very calmly, and people like her may be commonplace. I didn't mix in any belittling of the man, nor did I exaggerate sympathy for the woman. I guess my story must be official.

For about ten minutes I saw that she still didn't speak, just looked at me like that. I can't stand the quiet atmosphere anymore. I thought to myself that this old woman must have become mute because she was seriously ill.

At this moment, she opened her mouth, and a hoarse voice came out of her voice: "There is no point. I thought he was looking for you, but it's fine if he wasn't. ”

Perhaps the old woman lying on this bed at the moment is extremely calm. For those who have not lived for a long time, they may be able to see everything. In fact, this story has nothing to do with her, and I could just send the man away.

I thought for a moment and said, "So be it, you still have some time, use the money to do something meaningful, don't leave it to a dead man." With that, I turned and walked out of the room, and there was a violent cough behind me.

When I walked out of the villa, I looked back at the detached houses in the neighborhood. Perhaps every villa is inhabited by lonely souls. Everyone else is envious, but everyone has their own suffering. There is always money that can't be driven away, like desire, like loneliness.

I pouted, our business is really getting cheaper and cheaper, it's just a meal, and it's really troublesome. In the distance, a car approached, and the bright headlights shook my taillights. Today's business is over today, I pushed the car door and said hello to the hero.