I don't know how long it took, but Zhang He finally woke up and withdrew his gaze from the endless night sky. He seemed to have realized something, but his gaze was not as vague as it had been at first, only as sharp as a knife and as resolute as steel.

"Liu Meiyan, I don't allow you to die, you can't die until I approve your death, do you hear?" Jang Hyuk muttered, slowly but forcefully raising his right foot.

To survive the way I like!

This is the truth that Zhang He realized tonight. In fact, this truth has long existed in everyone's heart, but how many people can clearly sort out this point of view?

Vast sentient beings, all struggling to survive? But in the vast number of sentient beings, how many people really know what their favorite way of survival is? A few more have managed to survive the way they like. Especially in today's China, how many people are surviving in the way they like?

Under the cover of night, Zhang He's face was as pale as iron, his steps were slow and resolute, and he walked home step by step.

……

Zhang He finally walked back to the city, but he still didn't choose any means of transportation, but looked at the map on his mobile phone and walked step by step in the direction of the Rejuvenation Hall.

The Sixth Ring Bridge provides shelter from the wind and rain for several homeless people, and at the bottom of the Sixth Ring Bridge, several homeless people are cowering at the low lower bridge entrance, snoring and sleeping.

Beside them, all the belongings they had brought with them were piled up in a mess, including tattered clothes, dirty enamel jars, and a lot of all kinds of garbage from scavenging and unfinished leftovers from the garbage heap.

Looking at the homeless man who was sleeping very sweetly, Zhang He inexplicably felt an urge to find someone to verify his enlightenment tonight. So, he endured the unpleasant smell and bent down under the low bridge deck at the lower bridge entrance, "Hey, brother, wake up." Zhang He shook a snoring man, about sixty years old, with a beard full of face that was about to catch up with Marx's tramp.

"Little bastard, what do you want to do?" The homeless man woke up suddenly, and his first reaction was to take out a crumpled white plastic bag pressed under the pillow, but it seemed to contain thirty or fifty yuan of change.

Zhang He couldn't help but be a little happy, brother is so handsome? Is he so temperamental, does he look like a gentleman on the beam? With a smile, he took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, shook it in front of the wandering brother's eyes, and asked seriously, "Do you want it?" ”

The eyes of the big brother of the tramp flashed uncontrollably with a greedy light, and he nodded without thinking.

Zhang He smiled and said, "As long as you answer me a few questions, it's yours, but you must answer honestly, understand?" ”

"Okay." The big brother replied cheerfully.

"What's your name?"

"Liu Fugui."

The name is a good name, reflecting his simple and straightforward wishes, rich and noble. It's a pity that in this eldest brother, Zhang He didn't see any characteristics of being rich and noble, "Do you like this kind of life?" Zhang He pointed to the pile of garbage beside his eldest brother and asked seriously.

"It's the grandson who likes this kind of life." Brother Fugui replied without thinking.

"So why did you choose this lifestyle?"

"There's no way, I'm old, and I don't know how to do crafts, and no one even wants to go to the construction site to do coolies? What else can I do besides picking up trash? Do you want to steal and rob? Brother Fugui shook his head and said.

Brother Fugui's words revealed a strong sense of helplessness, and Zhang He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Fugui, what kind of life do you want to live?" ”

"At my age, I will be satisfied to be able to take grandchildren at home like everyone else." I don't know what kind of life Brother Fugui remembered about, and his words involuntarily revealed a strong sense of envy.

……

Zhang He got the answer he wanted, and the rich brother felt that being able to take his grandson at home was the life he wanted, and it was also the life he liked and envied.

But the reality is that he's living a life that he thinks only his grandson likes.

Zhang He was full of sympathy for this honest big brother, and originally promised him a hundred yuan, but Zhang He gave him two hundred.

Walking through the Sixth Ring Road and entering the Fifth Ring Road, Zhang He saw a vendor setting up a barbecue stall on the edge of the community.

The vendor is a middle-aged woman, her whole body is dirty with oil, not to mention heart-pounding, and even her femininity is completely covered by oil.

At this time, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and the whole city was basically in a dream, and there was no one at the eldest sister's barbecue stand.

After eating a few skewers of barbecue and drinking a cup of soy milk, Zhang He also got a divine reply from the barbecue eldest sister Meng Yue: If she can be a few years younger and have the capital to be a little ** sister, the old lady would rather be a young lady than suffer this crime.

But the reality is that Sister Meng Yue'e is not regarded as a little ** sister, so she can only continue to live a life that she thinks is not even as good as Miss. Not to mention getting up early every day, you have to beware of the city management, and you have to pay protection fees to a few gangsters in this area.

At four o'clock in the morning, Zhang He met a group of little ** sisters who stood on * Street in the edge of the urban village, Zhang He didn't do anything, but spent 100 yuan, and chatted with a little ** sister in the room for a few minutes, and then added another 100 yuan, so he extended the time to ten minutes and bought the answer she wanted: If she has a degree, she would rather go to work in an office building.

Although, this is a little watery from the answer of the street girl who is about the same age as herself, but one thing is for sure, she really doesn't like this profession, as for why she doesn't choose other industries, it's not something that Zhang He needs to worry about.

At five o'clock in the morning, Zhang He met a sanitation worker who got up early, and the reply he got from God was: If his son is successful, does not divorce, and can support his little grandson, he does not have to get up early and be greedy for darkness to earn this money, and his retirement salary is enough for him to live.

According to the eldest brother, in order to support his grandson, he tried many ways, such as setting up a stall, but because he was old, he couldn't run the chengguan, so not only did he not make any money, but in the end, he even got into the old book.

The eldest brother is very envious of those stall owners who are young and can run and move quickly.

At half past six in the morning, Zhang He met an office worker who got up early and waited for the bus, but the answer he got was that going to work was really hard, and it was not as comfortable as a homeless man.

Life is really wonderful, going around and around, and finally forming a wonderful circle.

……

The homeless rich eldest brother feels that holding his grandson is his favorite life; The eldest brother of the sanitation worker with his grandson thinks it would be good to be a stall owner; The stall owner who sells barbecue thinks it's better to be a little ** sister; Sister Xiao ** thinks that it is better to work in the office, but those who work in the office feel that they are not as comfortable as a homeless man.

These five people all feel that other people's lifestyles are more suitable for them, but these five people are all living in the vast sea of people in ways they don't like.

Going around and around, people's wishes were finally connected into a circle by an invisible rope.

It turns out that trying to survive the way you like is such a difficult thing.

Zhang He seems to have gained, but he can't figure out what he has gained.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun shone on the whole land, making Zhang He involuntarily feel a burst of comfort, staring at the crowd on the street hurried like ants, Zhang He suddenly became bright.

……

A new day, a new beginning, as soon as he entered the gate of the Rejuvenation Hall, Zhang He washed his face with cold water, and with a warm smile, he threw himself into the new one.