"The first snow of 2002,

Coming a little later than ever,

2nd bus ......... parked on the 8th floor"

I don't know which shop on the street outside the car is playing Daolang's song on the stereo,

meantime

Zhou Ze saw out of the car window,

And it started to snow,

roadside

It was really snowy.

Today, June 27th, big summer,

It's snowing.

The car arrived at the station again and stopped;

The old man suddenly appeared on the road outside the car, his hands in the pockets of his green coat, his shoes stepped on the snow, his body trembled a little, and his mouth kept exhaling white air.

Before the door closed, Zhou Ze jumped out of the car, which made the bus driver so frightened that he scolded several times, "Look for death!" ”

Call............

cold

It's really cold,

Obviously the big summer,

Suddenly it was winter.

However, Zhou Ze, who was thinly dressed, was not too difficult to accept, he was a man who needed to sleep with a female zombie in his arms every day, and he had even slept in a freezer before.

"It's good to be young, so hot."

The old man looked at Zhou Ze and said enviously.

"What's going on?" Zhou Ze asked.

"It's fake, it's all fake." The old man stretched out his hand, took some snowflakes, and continued: "It's a very simple illusion, if you don't want to wake up and want to continue watching, I'll take you to continue to see."

For so many years,

I also want to talk to someone.

You killed me,

Qualified to chat with me.

How about continuing to walk?

If you don't want to go, this simple environment won't trap you. ”

The old man said, and began to walk forward with his head bored.

He's right,

It's a simple illusion,

The switch is very blunt, compared to the great horror of "moisturizing things silently" in the yin and yang book, this situation and this scene seem a little too simple and rough.

But as the old man said,

The value of a student's oil painting does not necessarily depend entirely on the quality of the painting, but also on her father's status.

This illusion couldn't trap Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze just stuffed his head, faced the snowflakes, and continued to follow the old man.

He wants to see, he wants to see,

This thing that can't even kill the one inside of itself completely,

This guy who dared to take the initiative to come to the door to chat after being killed,

His true colors,

What exactly!

Although Zhou Ze in his heart,

In fact, there are answers, but more confirmation is needed.

The old man seemed to be opening his heart to him, and Zhou Ze would not refuse people thousands of miles away.

The snow is getting heavier,

After walking for a while, the old man seemed to be unable to walk, squatted down on the side of the road, took out a dry tobacco stick, pounded the tobacco leaves, and then smoked "smash, smash, smash".

Seeing Zhou Ze standing beside him, he also sent the cigarette stick to Zhou Ze, signaling Zhou Ze to smoke it, don't be polite.

Zhou Ze also squatted down, took out his cigarette, and lit it.

One old and one young,

Just squatting on the side of the road,

Let the snowflakes fall on their heads, on their shoulders, on the slopes,

Silently smoking a cigarette.

The old man didn't speak, and Zhou Ze didn't speak,

But it's time to come,

Always coming.

"I want to die, really." The old man spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and then coughed several times in succession, "I'm tired, really." ”

The old man's two "real" revealed a kind of helplessness.

I want to die, I can't die,

This helplessness,

In the eyes of most people, it is a kind of standing and talking without backache, and envying how many others!

Throughout the ages, how many people have dreamed of immortality, how many kings have indulged in this, and how many princes and nobles have spared no expense for this.

But strange is strange,

Zhou Ze heard it, and the old man was speaking from his heart.

He wants to die,

But he can't die,

This is not hypocrisy, but the helplessness buried in the deepest part of the old man's heart and the most real.

"What the hell are you?" Zhou Ze asked again.

"Oh, haven't you seen it yet?" The old man smiled, and the dry tobacco stick knocked on the curb of the road, "Or, you have seen it, but you can't believe it, don't you?" ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell,

A group of people came across the road,

Holding a banner,

Playing a signboard,

Shouting slogans,

Constantly joined,

The shouts, resounding through the sky, dispelled the chill of this winter, making it hot, like the sun in the sky, summer again.

“%%￥￥@！”

“%%……&！”

The slogan is neat,

The few people who took the lead were flushed and excited, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

This team walked in front of Zhou Ze and the old man, and some of them saw the old man squatting there smoking and Zhou Ze, and many of them showed disdain in their eyes.

It's like looking at a group of numb compatriots, looking at a group of rigid kindred,

Love its misfortune and be angry with it!

Zhou Ze scratched his head,

The old man laughed,

After laughing, he continued:

"I want to die, why can't the person inside you kill me, no, he can kill me, but he can't kill me now, or he doesn't want to spend so much energy to kill me."

The old man stood up as he spoke,

The dry tobacco stick smashed against the tree in front of him,

There is no landslide and the water flows backwards,

There is no domineering spirit of "Lu Zhishen uprooting the weeping willows",

The old man shook himself to the point of pain,

Holding his fingers, he jumped a few comically circles on the ground.

"There is also a possibility that he saw that I wanted to die but couldn't, so he deliberately let me live and let me continue to suffer this torture!

Damn it

I didn't offend him.

He's so ruthless, if I don't die, I'll come back after a while, and someone will die because of me, that one doesn't care, he doesn't care about human life, he just looks at me and I'm uncomfortable, I'd rather let me continue to be tortured like this.

It's so vicious, it's a matter of carelessness for human life. ”

The old man continued to curse.

Zhou Ze saw a few people coming out of the back of the team, and they walked to a car next to them, looking around a Mitsubishi car.

The car door opened, and two tall men walked down from it, and the two groups of people looked at each other for a while, and the group of people left, and the two men who got out of the car got into the car again.

The group walked and stopped next to a Toyota not far ahead.

They seemed to see someone sitting in the car.

They began to point through the window and curse at the people inside,

Began to scold,

Start of education,

Even began to spit.

They were impassioned, they were scolding, they were passionate, even if they didn't look very young, with balding bellies and old-fashioned tattoos on their shoulders.

As the scolding progresses,

More and more people began to gather around, some were watching, some were filming, and some were applauding.

The few people who surrounded the car at the beginning began to get more and more excited, and the encouragement of the people around them seemed to give them unlimited strength.

They feel like they belong to all,

They feel that they exalt the highest,

They even feel that

You're glowing!

finally

A person can't restrain this impulse,

Jumped directly on the roof of the car and began to jump.

I'm shouting while stepping on it, I'm scolding while jumping,

He reveled,

He ego,

He's unstoppable!

Not to be outdone, the other person picked up the wrench that had been prepared a long time ago, and smashed it directly into the window windshield amid the exclamations of everyone!

"Smack!"

The windshield cracked in a large patch.

They vent their anger, even if the enemy is thousands of miles away, even if the people sitting inside have identity cards with exactly the same design as them.

But they felt glorious and great, and in the coaxing of the people around him, he felt that he was wielding not a wrench, but a big knife, just like the characters in a divine drama that would be broadcast on various TV stations in the middle of the night.

As if all around him,

There is the whistling of bullets,

There is the clamor of artillery fire,

There is the smoke of burning,

He is firm,

fortitude

Composure

Again and again he raised his wrench, smashed it against the window, smashed it against the door,

As if he didn't smash the car,

but armored tanks that belong to the enemy,

He's a Polish Wonder Soldier,

Playing the trumpet, protecting his country, protecting his own nation, and launching a great charge towards the torrent of steel!

Although tens of millions of people have gone to me,

This is his belief at this time!

The people around kept applauding and cheering,

As if they were about to have a great victory,

dawn

Right in front of them!

They will prove their courage, reveal their hearts, and declare their backbone!

They are excited, they are boiling, they are radiant!

finally

The door was pushed open from the inside,

The people inside were so frightened that they got out of the car.

It was a woman, dressed ordinarily, and on the other side there was a girl who also got out of the car, and the girl was crying, shouting, and scolding.

The woman pleaded with them incessantly,

But there is no turning back when the bow is opened, and on the battlefield, there is only a charge, no retreat!

They pushed the woman away and continued to smash the car, shouting at her, pointing to the logo of the car, scolding her for being vile, her shamelessness, and her indecency.

Zhou Ze, who was standing next to him, saw this scene and took a deep breath.

The old man changed his bag of cigarettes and continued smoking.

"Interesting?" Zhou Ze asked.

"The answer you want, right here." The old man spat out a puff of smoke rings, "I want to die." ”

The old man kept saying this, as if Xianglin's sister-in-law met everyone and said, "I only know that when it snows, wild beasts have no food to eat in the col, and they will come to the village; I didn't know there would be a ......... in the spring

The woman got up and went to stop the man who smashed the cart.

But the man with the wrench next to him,

But he smashed the wrench directly!

"Bang!"

The sound of the head opening,

Crunchy,

also sullen,

The woman fell to the ground,

Blood keeps flowing,

In the midst of the white winter snow all around,

This red,

It looks so glaring.

Zhou Ze pursed his lips and told himself that this was an illusion.

Turning his head, Zhou Ze unexpectedly found that the old man who was still standing next to him smoking a cigarette just now was gone.

Then

When Zhou Ze looked at the car again,

Seeing a pool of blood,

The figure of the old man is reflected,

His face was haggard,

His gaze is cloudy,

He's crying,

He's shouting,

He's making trouble,

He was crying out:

"I want to die,

Why don't you let me die! ”

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