"Are you real?" The white bear repeated the other party's extremely stupid question: "What kind ×of nonsense is this, you are standing here!" ”

"yes, I know." The homeless man nodded: "You may not understand the meaning, you see, it hurts when I breathe and slap my mouth...... But I always felt that something was wrong, like I couldn't have known you, but you gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It's like we've known each other for a long time, and we're on good terms. ”

The white bear looked at the guy in front of him and leaked a disgusted expression: "I don't want to have anything to do with you, I'm not crazy!" ”

"Maybe you are, but you don't know ......"

The white bear was obviously unhappy: "I don't want to listen to your crazy talk here. ”

"But you stopped!" The other party said immediately.

"What??"

"You stopped...... You've already reached the corner, and you stop as soon as I call you. ”

"So what?"

"You've been talking to me for so long, under normal circumstances you can't listen to me say this here, I'm just a bum, dirty, look at my scar, no one will have a good impression of me, if there is no reason, do you think you will be standing here at this moment?"

By this time the homeless man had walked in front of him, and the white bear could clearly see his disgusting face...... So, he was stunned for a moment...... yes, why am I standing here listening to his nonsense.

At this point, he immediately turned around and was about to leave.

But the other party obviously didn't want to forget it like this: "You will subconsciously look at me when you pass by every day, in fact, you used to know me, but you don't know, and I am the same." ”

"Sick!" The white bear scolded without replying, and quickened his pace.

"I saw you in the morning, on the road, in that car accident, and you were eating breakfast in front of that person's corpse!!"

The white bear didn't respond to him, letting the shrill voice pass behind him, and comforting himself in his heart that it was just that he had not been sleepy in the morning, and his reaction was a little slower.

"I'm hungry! Crazy hungry!! The man was still shouting like a madman.

"Bastard, don't you care if you're hungry or not!" The white bear scolded in his heart, at this time, he had already walked a long distance, and his voice passed through this path, and his hearing gradually became less and less real.

"I think something is wrong, but I don't know what the problem is. ...... Anyway, I haven't eaten and drunk water for over a week!! I'm hungry and thirsty, but I'm alive!! I can still shout...... And ......."

The white bear trotted up, fleeing the range of the sound, he didn't know what he was afraid of, he just wanted to hurry home and get back to real life.

......

......

It was supposed to take 5 minutes to travel, but it took less than two minutes for the white bear to run, and he panted and pushed open the door, subconsciously wiping a handful of sweat from his head.

After that, he looked at his palms with some blankness...... Actually, there is no sweat at all.

"What's wrong?"

Song Xuan walked out of the kitchen, still wearing the apron and holding a soup spoon in the book.

"Uh...... Nothing, it's just that I ran into ...... again No, I mean how I didn't sweat. ”

Song Xuan frowned: "Sick!" She looked at the other person suspiciously, then turned and walked back into the kitchen.

.....

Dinner is ready,

Okay, very suddenly.

The white bear sat on the couch, not even noticing how long it had been before the food had been served on the table. It's still the same style, I've been eating it for many years, and I can recall the taste when I close my eyes.

It's exactly the same as when you eat it.

"What's so strange about you today?" Song Xuan pushed a bowl of rice in front of him and asked.

The white bear looked at the rice, piling up one by one, and suddenly had an idea that if he ate it one by one, then this bowl of rice would never be finished, and he quickly retracted his thoughts: "Oh, it's nothing. It's just that...... You say, what would a person be like if they didn't eat for a week? ”

"Huh? Why do you ask this? ”

"I just thought of it by chance."

"I must be starving, if I don't die, I'm half dead." Song Xuan sat down and responded as if chatting about homely things.

The white bear picked up the chopsticks and looked at the food, but he didn't have any appetite: "So...... If a person hasn't eaten for more than a week, or even drank water, will he still be alive and kicking around, and even shouting? ”

"Of course not, if you don't drink water, you'll die, you're not a child anymore, okay, don't think nonsense, hurry up and eat!"

"Oh...... Eat ......" Bai Xiong said subconsciously, but he didn't move, he just sat blankly, and suddenly put down his chopsticks: "...... I want to lose weight! ”

......

......

From this day on, the white bear's habits changed, or rather, he began to do strange things on purpose.

First, he told his wife that he didn't have to bring his portion to dinner. Although Song Xuan didn't know why he wanted to lose weight, he didn't stop it, maybe life was too boring, so he wanted to find something to do.

Secondly, he also gave up transportation altogether, commuting several blocks every day, and working extremely hard, as if he was deliberately trying to exhaust himself.

At last...... He also gave up breakfast and lunch.

The white bear doesn't know why he wants to do this, this kind of behavior is absurd, unreasonable, stupid, he knows it, but he just wants to do it, and he must do it, just like subconsciously looking at the homeless man, it seems that he has a real self in his heart praying, only this way of seeking death can he let himself live.

There was a voice that was frantic and urgent, trying to tell itself the truth that it was being hidden.

But I couldn't hear it.

......

And just like that, a week passed.

The white bear dragged his tired body and came to the alley again,

He was hungry and thirsty, and these thoughts roared in his head, urging him to eat or drink something with the fear of dying, but the white bear did not do so, and he wondered why he could have such strong willpower, which was simply impossible for an office worker.

But that's more than "I'm still alive." "It's not so surprising anymore.

I...... What's going on?

He felt confused, frightened, and confused, but these emotions were extremely stiff.

It's a strange feeling.

You must know the truth.

......

The white bear came to the corner where the homeless man usually stayed.

But there was no one there. Instead, on the wall, a huge arrow spray-painted pointed to a nearby garbage heap.

The white bear instantly understood what he meant, and he ran over and rummaged frantically through the garbage heap.

Finally, he found a plank.

A string of phone numbers was written on it in spray paint.