I don't have a tomorrow.

Because, I'm dead.

You look at me mercilessly.

Please! Don't kill me! I still want to live, no matter how much pain I endure, please let me live! How good it is to be alive! You can breathe air, even if it's cloudy! Drink water, even if it's contaminated! Able to eat, even if it is genetically modified! Even if you live to suffer, there will always be people in this world who are worse than you.

I can name each of you: Zhou Xuan, Mo Xing'er, Tao Ye, Yoko, Zhengtai, Xiaoguang, Ding Zi, Professor Wu...... But none of you remember my name, nor can you remember my face, except for my conspicuous slumped nose.

To you, I'm just an insignificant nameless, an old man in his sixties waiting to die.

In this cold world, I have no relatives - two years ago, a fire broke out in a high-rise building in the city, I went out to play mahjong, and when I came home, I saw the whole building in flames, and my wife, daughter, son-in-law, and unborn grandson were all burned alive by the fire.

Many people were worried that I would kill myself, but I never thought of dying, and if I did, my wife and daughter in heaven would be very sad. They will bless me to live, no matter how great my illness and difficulties, until I die at the age of 100.

For two years, I went to the park every day for morning exercises until I met a retired woman. When I was younger, my nose was hated, but now it's a sign of cuteness. Her husband died many years ago, and she asked me if I would like to be friends with her.

Seven days ago, I called her to ask her out shopping.

When we passed by the Future Dream Building, there was a sudden thunderstorm, so we went to the entrance of the gate to take shelter from the rain. Her interest grew more and more high, and it seemed more romantic this way. I was a little worried and wanted to ask the street vendor to buy an umbrella to take her home. She said that thundershowers come and go quickly, and it is a waste to buy an umbrella temporarily.

My heart was beating faster and faster, and I couldn't hold back and bought an umbrella, and just as I was about to pull her out, the ground began to shake violently—

April 1. Sunday. Night, 22:19.

When I woke up from the piercing pain, I couldn't get up again, and I saw her body in a bloody blur.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you out to go shopping, let alone dragged you to the door of the mall to take shelter from the rain, if I had bought an umbrella earlier and rushed out, I'm afraid I would have been at your house by now......

I, along with four other seriously wounded, either broken or dying, were concentrated in the Häagen-Dazs store on the ground floor.

It's unbelievable that all five of us who are going to die lived to the fourth day.

In the early hours of that morning, a voice woke me up, and it was the man whose wound was inflamed, crying out in pain every night.

There was a girl standing next to him.

It's the shampoo girl named Ah Xiang, who looks like she is a teenager, and it always reminds me of when my daughter was in junior high school.

In just a few minutes, she killed four seriously wounded people in turn, and I was the last one left.

I begged her to let me live.

"It's the end of the world, everyone is going to die anyway, why are you still alive?"

"To live."

Just these four simple words made her lose the knife in her hand and escape from the Häagen-Dazs store filled with the smell of blood.

Soon, the owner of the building, Luo Haoran, took his dog to patrol the ground floor and found the scene of the murder. Then many people gathered around, stunned and stunned at this cruel scene, and I truthfully confessed Ah Xiang.

An hour later, I heard that Ah Xiang had died.

I was the only one left with the seriously wounded, lying alone in the Haagen-Dazs store on the ground floor, looking at the ceiling in the dark, at the blood stains that could never be wiped clean on the floor, smelling the stench coming from my wounds—already inflamed and suppurating, a pile of white maggots crawling in and out, devouring muscles and blood. In a few days maybe they will turn into flies and fly out of my mouth.

I'm going to die in the most painful way, but if I can live one more day, or an hour, even a minute, I'm going to live. Every moment was torture, and I simply consumed food, water, and oxygen. People have forgotten this place, leaving me in this cold and silent underground, and only Mo Xing'er occasionally comes to take care of me.

What really scares me are the hungry cats and dogs, who have eaten up all their food and started killing each other again. Several dogs surrounded me, sniffing my wounds from time to time, and they smelled the stench of suppuration and the smell of decay that was dying. I think when I'm dead, if no one buries me, it'll be their meal.

Finally, I saw the fierce dog as big as a bear.

It walked with terrible steps, baring its white teeth, dripping with fishy saliva along the way. Judging by the beast's vicious gaze, it was trying to eat me. I lay on the ground unable to resist, and it was futile to speak all human language to it, so I could only close my eyes and wait for the moment when I would bite my stomach and dig out my entrails.

"Don't touch him!" Suddenly, a man's voice rang out.

I snapped my eyes open, and the bear-like beast turned and left.

Who saved me? Think about that voice carefully, it doesn't belong to any of the survivors. Just as I was glad I was still alive, the lights went out in the whole building.

I calmly accepted the fact that no one could escape death. After drinking the last half bottle of water left by Mo Xing'er, the rest of the food had been snatched up by a group of dogs. The maggots in the wound were wriggling rapidly, and they were about to turn into a swarm of small flies.

At some point, I was awakened by the barking of a group of fighting dogs, and the light of a flashlight lit up in front of my eyes, it was Luo Haoran, the owner of the building, and his beige dog.

"Please! Give me a sip to drink! "I don't care about my age, I plead with this middle-aged man. He still had half a bottle of water in his hand, but he unscrewed the cap and brought it to his dog, who licked the bottle and drank it all.

"Do you remember my face?" Luo Haoran took off his mask and shone a flashlight on his face, I squinted my eyes and looked at it for a long time: "No, I don't remember." ”

"Seventeen years ago, we met, and here we are." There was no expression on his face, only a slight cold light in his eyes.

Seventeen years ago? Have we met? However, I lived in this place at the time, and before the Future Dream Building was built, it was a dilapidated old house. And I am a laid-off worker who has nothing to do at home all day, playing mahjong and speculating in stocks......

"I'm sorry, I forgot, you're-"

Before I could finish asking, Luo Haoran had already grabbed my hand.

I saw blood splattering from my wrists, and if I had been twenty years younger, it would have spurted even higher.

He slit my wrist artery with a sharp blade and threw the knife on the ground, pretending I was committing suicide. He took out a cup, filled it with steaming warm water, and poured it over my severed artery. The dog sat on the ground and looked indifferently at me, who was about to die.

Until the last minute, I didn't want to give up.

However, there are always certain things in this world that you can't do anyway.

I'm sorry to make everyone laugh, how I want to live until the last moment of the end of the world.

My blood was about to run out, and I couldn't feel the pain in my wrist or the maggot-infested wounds. My eyes gradually blurred, and I could no longer see Luo Haoran and his dog clearly.

Did I meet him seventeen years ago?

Damn, I don't want to die like that!

I'm dead.

I didn't float up, but I was dragged underground, through countless layers of hell, to the deepest part of the cold, dark seabed.

Compared to the world after death - alive, it's good!

So, please live, my dearest friends.

Yes! That's right! Before reuniting with my dead wife and daughter, I suddenly remembered!

Seventeen years ago...... Seventeen years ago...... I've seen ...... I've seen Luo Haoran!

Actually—it's him! It's him......