On the dark street, through the afterglow of the street lights, I vaguely saw an emaciated figure, crawling slowly. Maybe he had climbed for too long, and he had exhausted what little strength he had left. In the middle of the night, he sometimes rested weakly against the wall of the street, and sometimes crawled forward desperately, once, twice......

The road tonight is too long to see at a glance. The blood in his nails was seeping out little by little, and his hands were also painful, and he couldn't care about it so much at this time, and his only hope was to live.

1. I just want to live well

A scene that happened during the day, lingering in my mind, was a nightmare. He leaned against the wall on the side of the street, gasping for air, "Did I just fall like this?" Two lines of unwilling tears flowed down the emaciated cheeks.

In the eyes of the world, I am just a "poor scholar wearing a long robe, standing and drinking, holding fennel beans, and reciting the books of sages and sages.

Relying on the money in his family, he won a lift, what's the big deal. "Ouch, it hurts me to death", the pain in his body interrupted Lao Kong's thoughts.

During the day, he was humiliated by Ding Juren and not to mention that he broke his legs, and now he is so embarrassed, it is really insulting to Sven, insulting to Sven!

Kong Yiji struggled to sit up, trying his best not to fall asleep, and if he fell asleep, he might really never wake up again. He doesn't want to die like this, his life is only a few decades, how much has I passed, I haven't even married a daughter-in-law, how can I have the face to go down to see my parents.

Tonight, it's really dark, it's so dark, it's so black that people want to shed tears......

This God doesn't have mercy on my old Kong, now that I'm like this, I don't even have any sympathy, and I have a stormy night, is this seeing me off?

"No, I can't just fall down so easily, I still owe the shopkeeper 19 copper coins, I said I would pay it back, I can't be untrustworthy, what is this injury on my body, my old Kong can still bear it", Kong Yiji said silently

He tried his best to whisper to himself, trying his best not to let himself sleep, only to keep his spirits high, maybe he could avoid the threat of death tonight.

He struggled to wrap his braids around his neck, gritted his teeth, and continued to crawl forward. He knew very well in his heart that in this cold street, even if someone found out, they would not extend a helping hand to him, because this street was too cold, and the people here were as cold as this street.

Where are the people who can save themselves? He didn't know it himself, and he didn't have time to think about it, just get out of this cold street and this annoying place as soon as possible.

He crawled and crawled, stopped when he was tired, took a breath, and then continued to crawl forward, his legs were completely numb, he lost consciousness, only the fingers of his two hands still felt pain, and if there was pain, it meant that he was still alive, and as long as he lived, I would climb out of this street.

I don't know how many times he rested, and I don't know how long it took, but he finally crawled out of this cold, annoying street, and saw a looming light in front of him, maybe that was hope.

Now he is tired, cold and hungry, dragging his tired body, not daring to relax and slack off in the slightest. He knew very well in his heart that if he didn't continue to crawl forward tonight, maybe tomorrow there would be many people looking at his cold and stiff corpse with pitiful eyes.

"I don't need others to pity me, I'm Kong Yiji, although I'm poor, but I have my own backbone", Lao Kong's heart shouted hysterically. God is so fucking unfair, my dignified seven-foot man, and now I have to suffer such humiliation, it is really insulting to Sven, insulting to Sven!

He took a deep breath, continued to drag his tired body, and tried to crawl forward, crawling and crawling, I don't know how long it took, and finally saw where the light came from, it turned out to be a farmer's house.

He climbed to the fence of the farmhouse, and shook the sturdy fence door with all his might, and he wanted to cry out loudly, but his voice was hoarse, and the words he spoke immediately disappeared into the cold wind, and the people in the house could not hear the sound outside.

Now that I have no feeling in my legs, I don't even have the strength to stand up, and if I stay here all night, I will freeze to death if I don't starve to death.

I think of my dignified Kong Yiji, but now he is blocked out by this small fence door, it is really unlucky for people to drink cold water, they can stuff their teeth, but unfortunately now they don't even have cold water to drink.

He shook the fence door desperately, what a scholar image, what a full stomach, all fucking calves. Lao Tzu just wants to live now, and living is my only hope now.

2. As long as I can live, I am willing to ......

No matter how much he tried to shake the fence gate, he never made a sound. At this moment, he felt boundless despair in his heart, and escaped from the dark and cold street, but he couldn't cross the low fence gate in front of him.

Maybe today is really the day of my Kong Yiji, he closed his eyes and sat in front of the fence door, and endless sadness welled up in his heart. Why? Why? Why did God do me so unjustly?

What's the use of having a full belly? I still can't save me now. What is the use of the sages I believe in? Who can see me now? Perhaps, my life is a joke, if God gives me another chance, I will definitely cherish it, marry a mother-in-law, get a vegetable garden, and live my own life.

At this moment, Lao Kong deeply felt how beautiful it felt to be alive. If I had known that this was the end, I would rather choose to be a farmer with peace and security, with an empty stomach and talent, but I couldn't manage my own food and clothing, such a life is so embarrassing and miserable.

In a daze, he saw the black and white impermanence slowly walking towards him, I damn it, isn't it, Brother Hades, you are too impersonal. Am I still out of breath? You're going to send someone to hook my soul, and that's realistic!

Just as the black and white impermanence took the big chain that locked the soul and put it on Lao Kong's neck, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the wind blew the figures of the black and white impermanence swaying, and the big chain that locked the soul also swayed, and Lao Kong desperately wanted to break free from the entanglement of black and white impermanence.

Maybe it was fate, the wind blew stronger and stronger, and finally blew the black and white impermanence away......