He, just in his right age, has never been in love, is not married, and has no children.

If that thing is malignant, then his life has not really begun, and it has already come to an end.

He begged the doctor to keep it secret for him, and if the medical report reached the company's leaders, his only job would be lost.

The gods of fate did not favor him, and upon further examination, the thing in his head was malignant and did not warrant surgery.

The doctor said that the position of the long thing was very sensitive, and if it was to be operated on, there was only a 1 in 1,000 chance.

In other words, nine times out of ten, he will not be able to get off the operating table.

To be honest, when he heard the news, Hakuba was in great pain.

During the day, he forced himself to smile at work, and at night he returned to his cabin and sat in front of the window all night long, looking at the outside world.

In the huge world, there is only such a small corner that belongs to him, and he sighs at the injustice of fate, why doesn't God favor him?

Soon, the malignant tumor in his brain unleashed its power, and that kind of pain was quite perverted, often challenging his limits.

When the pain is so painful that he wants to die, he has the idea of dying.

Ever since that thought came to mind, it has taken root in the brain and has grown unchecked.

But how do you die? He had several ways to die in his head, but he couldn't figure it out.

One day, he bought a bottle of inferior liquor from the outside commissary, and he was obsessed with the smell that made him forget the pain for a while.

However, when you rely too much on something, it will slowly fail, and later, no matter how much he drinks, his eyes are red from drinking, he still can't resist the pain of piercing the heart.

He began to suffer from insomnia, insomnia all night long, and began to beg the doctor to prescribe him some painkillers and diazepam tablets to help him sleep.

One day, in the elevator home from work, he met Yang Qiang's family of three on the 8th floor.

To be honest, when he saw the three of them getting out of the elevator talking and laughing, looking at their backs, he was envious, jealous and hateful.

If he hadn't had that damn sickness, the flower of his love would have bloomed a little late, but that day would have come sooner or later. One day, he will also have a happy family like Yang Qiang, with a particularly good-looking daughter, and a wife who laughs very cheerfully, although Yang Qiang's wife is a little too fat, he is still sincerely envious.

Hakuba also has a distant aunt in the city, who sometimes cares about his life.

During this period, he also introduced several girls, and to be honest, none of those girls were pleasing to the eye. Sometimes Bai Ma even thinks that those girls are not as good as Yang Qiang's fat wife in some aspects, at least they still have a bright smile.

After these girls knew the state of the white horse, they gave him a not very good-looking face.

Also, an older young man, no house or car. The work is not up or down, and it is difficult for a girl to look down on him.

Yang Qiang didn't have much hope at first, but it was just the friendship of eating a meal, and all of them ended up in nothing.

Thinking of his hopeless condition, he was also very relieved, in the vast sea of people, it is not bad to have someone to accompany him for a meal.

Until that day, he had just met Loya on the elevator back from a breakup with a girl in front of the hotel.

That day, it was not early, and when he entered the elevator and was about to press the closing button, he saw a girl rushing to the door.

He knew the impatience of waiting for the elevator, and reached out and pressed the door button.

After the girl entered the elevator, she smiled at him like a spring breeze and thanked him in a very nice voice.

The spring-like face suddenly froze in his mind, sweeping away the haze in his heart for months.

The girl, she looked like a goddess in his mind.

It was a heart-warming feeling he had never felt in more than 30 years.

Since then, he has created occasional opportunities to meet her in the elevator.

At first, she just gave him a friendly smile.

Later, she sometimes said a word or two to him.

Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that the weather is good today, or the weather is so bad today that you want to scold your mother.

Gradually, he noticed that the girl had never seen a man by her side, and he concluded that she was single.

The discovery had excited him for a while, and strange to say, the pain of the previous ailment seemed to have lessened since he noticed the girl.

Of course, sometimes, it can hurt so much that people can't stand it.

At that time, the best medicine was to try to imagine the girl's sunny smile in your mind.

Until one day, he met Yang Qiang and her wife who lived on the same floor as Luo Ya in the elevator.

On this day, the weather was very gloomy.

The weather affects the mood, and it is not false at all, on this day he was scolded by the leader for a small mistake in the unit, and his mood was extremely gloomy.

The same was true of the couple they met in the elevator, with faces as gloomy as the weather.

Yang Qiang's fat wife, the expression of her eyes smiling like a slit when she spoke in the past is gone.

In its place was a face longer than a horse's face, accompanied by chattering curses.

Really, Hakuba couldn't believe that the curse words came from the woman's mouth that day.

Yang Qiang, the middle-aged fat man who has always had a kind smile, actually didn't say a word, and his wife counted him down.

In a short period of time from the first floor to the eighth floor, Hakuba heard that the reason for the couple's quarrel was actually related to the girl on the other side of their house.

The woman's words were very vicious, calling the girl a vixen, saying that she was a slut and seduced her husband, and that living was a waste of air, and that death was a waste of land.

He also scolded people for being buses and so on.

When he was about to get out of the elevator door, he heard Yang Qiang plead in a low voice.

"I beg you not to scold, okay, Miss Luo is not what you think."

The goddess in his mind was destroyed by others like that, and Bai Ma had nowhere to put his anger after holding back for a day, so he returned home and drank two bottles of liquor.

Since then, he has also met Loya in the elevator several times, but she no longer seems to be the same as before, laughing or talking to people casually, coming and going silently.

He understood that she was avoiding suspicion.

At that time, he was extremely disappointed. Then he couldn't see the cozy healing smile anymore.

One night, when he had a splitting headache and wanted to hit the 12th floor window and jump down, ending his life.

But as he sat on the ledge, he flinched again, and he wanted to see the girl's smile again after a long absence.

He wanted to see her before he left, to show her his heart, and it was not in vain to come to this world.