Pain, the people who experience that kind of pain are the people who have really given it.

The pain of heartbreak, cramps, the pain of soul withdrawal and mental collapse, makes people breathless even if they are curled up in a ball.

People who have not loved deeply and have not been abandoned like garbage cannot experience the heart-wrenching and pain-like feeling to the marrow.

Since the day of the breakup, the sky is no longer colorful, the sky and the earth are gray, and everything around them is dyed a faint gray.

I can't see any hope, I can't see the faint future, I can't see the end of my life, it's like a lonely person, in the endless desert, no matter how long I trek, I can't see people, I can't find water, my eyes are full of endless despair, and there is endless dead silence.

The crowd is like a sea, but you can't feel the hustle and bustle; The city is bustling, and you can't feel the warmth and cold.

Although he is desperately reluctant to admit that he is garbage, he still seems to be abandoned by the whole world.

Even if you hesitate under the scorching sun and in the sea of people, what you feel is still cold,

Zhu Li walked down the street in a daze and lost place, walking in the direction of his rental house.

"Hey, young man, walk and look, you've stepped on my book." Suddenly, a scream that could tear through his eardrums suddenly sounded, and an elderly vendor rushed towards him violently, and violently pushed Zhu Li away, so that he was caught off guard, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.

Zhu Li steadied himself and looked at the vendor innocently.

I saw that the old peddler grabbed the book that Zhu Li accidentally stepped on, and while constantly patting the dust on it, he glared at Zhu Li fiercely with a cannibalistic eye.

Zhu Li could see clearly, there was a faint shoe print on the book, and it would be clean when patted, I don't know why the old man was so angry.

"Don't you open your eyes, who will pay for the book being trampled on?" Ignoring Zhu Li's stunned and innocent expression, the old man continued to yell at Zhu Li aggressively.

The other vendors around, as well as the passers-by, all seemed to have indifferent expressions on their faces, except for the look of excitement and curiosity.

He had no intention of arguing with the old man about anything, after all, it was not easy for anyone to work hard to make a living.

Zhu Li, who was in a low mood, hoarsely voiced, and said lightly: "How much is this book, I bought it, is this okay?" ”

"Buy? ....... Uh, do you really buy it? The old man's brain suddenly turned a little bit, and when he glanced at Zhu Li's eyes, which were so bright that they barely contained any impurities, he still confirmed whether he had heard it wrong.

"The price was reasonable, so I bought it." In order to prevent hawkers from inflating prices, Zhu Li added.

"This Book of Mountains and Seas is a hardcover, if you go to the bookstore to buy it, it will cost at least a few hundred yuan, although my book is an old book, but there are a lot of pages, it is cheap for you, so I will sell you for thirty yuan, how about it?" The old man's expression changed, and he immediately entered the role.

In fact, everyone knows what is going on with old books, which are purchased according to the price of waste paper, that is, purchased by weight, and the purchase price is only two yuan.

"Fifteen." Zhu Li habitually stopped and bargained.

"Fifteen? How is it possible, this is a hardcover. The peddler exclaimed in a slightly exaggerated manner, his cloudy old eyes purring: "Young man, I won't talk nonsense with you, if you really want it, take it at twenty-five." ”

"Fifteen, if you're willing to sell, I'll buy it." Zhu Li still insisted.

Bargaining in business is a common thing, especially for this kind of roadside vendors, he often encounters bargainers, he thinks that he has given a step, and the other party has given a step, but the reality is beyond his expectations, Zhu Li is a fixed price, and he refuses to let go.

"Hey, young man, I've given up a lot of my age, and you can't add more?" The old man began to play tricks and pretend to be pitiful.

"Uncle, if I hadn't stepped on this book, do you think I would have bought it, just say sell it, or not sell it?" Zhu Li's expression was indifferent, as long as the other party said a "no", he promised to turn around and leave, he had no intention of buying old books, just to make up for his mistakes, and he didn't want this uncle to continue to entangle, so he decided to buy it.

"Lose money, lose money, and have no business today, so I should be a familiar face, I hope you will come again next time." The old man handed over the antique book of mountains and seas, and muttered while pretending to be helpless.

Zhu Li paid, took the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and was about to leave, when suddenly there was chaos on the street, and in the direction of the rental house, the flow of people suddenly exploded into chaos.

"Is he crazy, run, this neurosis."

"What the hell is going on?" A passing uncle asked a few acquaintances who fled in a panic in confusion.

"Run, my Uncle Deng, that little Zhang who drove a forklift is crazy, and now he is driving a forklift everywhere, and he has killed several people, hey, this world, what a good young man, if you say crazy, you will be crazy." A kind aunt, seeing Uncle Deng's trembling appearance, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and sighed repeatedly.

......

Sirens blared and police cars rushed here.

It was still bustling and lively just now, but in an instant, the wolves rushed and became panicked, and the sound of crying and howling could be faintly heard mixed in.

The vendors on this street didn't believe it at first, but as more and more people fled and cried, they panicked, packed their things in a panic, boarded the tricycle, and fled like a swarm.

The old man who sold the books also hurriedly packed up his pile of old books, maybe he was old and it was not good to pack up his things, but he was not as energetic as he yelled just now, and he was in a hurry, just put it in the car, and before he turned around, he "banged" and fell to the ground.

The roar of the forklift was clearly audible, and through the front window of the forklift, it could be seen that it was a young man of twenty-five or six years old, his face was haggard, his expression was hideous, looking at the crowd running around, the corners of his mouth chewed a sneer like revenge, and he was the image of the demon's upper body.

"Forklifters, stop, or we're going to do extreme treatment." Three or four police cars came, and seven or eight policemen drew their pistols and aimed at Xiao Zhang on the forklift, a policeman with a megaphone, while directing the flow of people, warned Xiao Zhang, the driver of the forklift.

But the young man named Xiao Zhang seemed to have completely sunk, ignoring the warnings of the police, still driving the forklift to the maximum speed, and crashing into the crowd frantically.

Coincidentally, the forklift crashed towards the place where Zhu Li was standing, and Zhu Li was about to dodge it, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the old man, who was the old vendor who sold him books.

"Oh, don't." The old man exclaimed in horror.

This brainless old man, whose life is dying, is still desperately guarding those old books.

The forklift roared, unstoppable, and rushed towards the old man who sold books like a bamboo, Zhu Li was just an ordinary person, and avoiding danger was the knee-jerk reaction of ordinary people, but somehow, the old man reminded him of his deceased grandfather, the old man with a wrinkled face and a small business that was tied to others.

However, such an old man was very generous to him, and after a day of small business, he was reluctant to eat dumplings, rice noodles and the like on the side of the street, but he spent all the money he saved on him.

If Grandpa was still alive, he should be older than this old man, and a stream of heat gathered silently in his heart.

Since falling out of love to the present, Zhu Li's whole person has become cold, as if she has been abandoned by the whole world, and she can't feel warmth or beauty.

Thinking of his deceased grandfather, the heat that swelled up in his heart was the only warmth he felt during this time.

I don't know where he got the courage, or if the ghost confused his mind like a god, Zhu Li stuffed the mountain and sea scriptures he bought, stuffed them into his waist, and suddenly rushed towards the old man who sold books at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Xiao Zhang's extreme non-cooperation finally made the intercepting police lose patience, and the gunshots suddenly rang out, shooting towards Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, his cold smile froze on his face, blood splashed on his chest and brain, and the cold and bloody picture was shocking.

Seeing that the forklift that had just lost control was about to hit the old man selling books, the old man suddenly felt a strong push towards his waist, and his body fell uncontrollably to the side, just avoiding the direction of the forklift's collision.

That's right, the person who knocked the old man away was Zhu Li, the old man reminded him of his grandfather, family affection is the only warm light and heat for him at this time, he didn't want to see the old man die, so he subconsciously chose to do so.

Although the old man escaped the doom of being knocked away, what about Zhu Li?

"Bang"

This was not the sound of gunshots, but the sound of Zhu Li's head hitting the front window glass of the forklift, Zhu Li felt himself flying, and a strong surge made him involuntarily.

Good people don't live long, maybe it's not appropriate to use it here, but that's the case, Zhu Li's body fell into the air and fell to the fences on both sides of the street.

This is a neighborhood street, and the fence is made of steel bars, and the top of the fence is cast into a sharp javelin-like arrow, and once you fall on it, the consequences can be imagined.

There was no miracle reappearing, and under the stunned and frightened attention of the old man selling books, Zhu Li's body happened to smash on the head of the gun on the fence, "poof, poof......

In addition to his head, Zhu Li's body was completely pierced by the fence, blood splattered, accompanied by countless screams, and the scene was extremely tragic.

He twisted his head blankly, he didn't believe it, how could things be so coincidental, how could his luck be so bad, didn't he say that good people have good rewards, he just sacrificed himself for others and repaid grievances with virtue, and in a blink of an eye, he ended up like this.

The scene was even more chaotic, and even the policemen with guns were stunned, this young man who was brave and brave, and the end was too heroic.