The taste of Shaxian snacks is getting more and more sour, walking on the street, the hot humidity stirs the irritability of passers-by, I rearrange their facial features into a smile with their nose and mouth upside down, sitting on the tram and laughing, while imagining the joy you will have when you see my description. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When I got to the bar, the bad old man still ignored me today, no matter how much he shouted in his ear, he didn't react.

If it weren't for the distress of those expensive bartending utensils, I might have done something that made him furious, but I didn't.

At the end of the day, on the No. 24 bus at night, a group of deaf people came, and they tried to use gestures to talk. There are also big brothers in yellow vests, who always say that there is no one today, and there is nothing to gain.

Coming home in the dark, my neighbors were watching TV on the couch, and I didn't dare to talk to them, trying to keep my mystery.

Then I was going to write at home, but they came in, asked me a lot of strange things, and took me to your hospital.

I became an "obsession"

Maybe it's a coincidence, and so are you.

But I saw you leave happily and told me to keep a smile as well.

I have imagined your face countless times, I have thought that it is a bearded uncle with dementia, or it may be a rich young master who is kind and wealthy, or an ignorant girl who is preparing for the high school entrance examination in junior high school.

I don't want to say all the rhetoric, I just want to praise you for the beauty of your life, and if I were still alive, I would definitely not dare to look up at you.

I once said "If thank you is useless, then I love you." ”

In fact, I don't know what love is at all, and I have never been loved.

So at the end of the chapter, there is no gap in my heart, but I desperately want to retrace this feeling.

Ah, I see!

If love is for me to give you a flatbread, you give me a flower roll.

I love you so stupidly.

The last sentence should be: "If I can make you happy, I am also happy." ”

Disappear.

The words made of the brilliant golden light on the wall disappeared in an instant as he clicked the last double quotation mark with relief.

It was shorter than a blink of an eye, as if the eyelashes were blown by an unintentional wind, and all the miracles were like a dream.

This chapter is very short, and if you don't look at it so closely, you might even feel a little rough.

Every emotion is not foreshadowed, and he expresses himself too lazy to describe it profoundly.

Maybe it's because the apprentice feels the weight of time, or maybe it's because the story has been constructed with such vague words all along.

In the final chapter, like his diary, he recounts his ordinary day, and adds his neighbor, and finally, he writes that Lin Ke is happy because he is happy, and he "wants to know what the only reader looks like when he sees the novel he has written." This obsession was answered.

He didn't know what Lin Ke's obsession was, but in the end, it was successfully achieved, although the room was empty, only he and the three obsessions were left, but he felt that there was a gentle taste of mutual understanding in the air, which was made of strange happiness, which was more pleasant than any taste.

Sunlight fills almost the entire floor that can reach it, and the light seems to be burning some molecule in the air.

Lin Xie felt that his brain was confused, as if he had been "sucked" in, his throat could not breathe, he choked oxygen, closed his eyes like a circle, and clearly felt that he appeared in the artistic conception of the past that was not discovered.

Counting the black dog and the lifeguard, it is the third time that he has entered this pre-death artistic conception.

I can't forget the feeling of suffocation in the mud.

But this time it was different, he found that he was in front of the junior apprentice and Lin Ke at the same time.

The eyes seem to be separated, and at the same time, the image is refracted in the mind.

Let's say you have two computers in front of you that are playing very different movies, but they all come to mind.

The left eye is an elementary school student.

He finished today's chapter, rubbed his temples, looked at the outline again, the content of the next chapter was written on it, stared at the bottom of the document, "Plan for the end of one million six hundred thousand chapters", glanced at the chapters again, kissed the white sun exposed outside the window, and prepared to sleep.

Suddenly his stomach hurt, he ran to the toilet and squatted for a long time, but there was no result, and there were blood stains in the toilet.

Judging from the shape of his lips and expression, he was determined to go to the hospital tomorrow for a check-up, and endured the severe pain and lay down on the bed.

Alternating hot and cold sweat, he continued to flow, and in a state of extreme sleepiness and fatigue, he fell into a state of semi-sleep and semi-syncope.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, his lips were pale, his face was bloodless, and the pillow was already full of blood flowing from his mouth.

The stomach hurts like a needle prick, it is a sharp pain that makes people have no desire to live, and the expression has no desire to survive.

He stared at the ceiling and let out a cry for help.

Ke shook his head self-deprecatingly, sure enough, if it was here, no one would know about it for a few days.

He didn't have the strength to make any moves, except for blinking and letting out a feeble scream of pain.

He called the hospital and was told that it would be there as soon as possible.

But life didn't give him much time, and when he saw that screaming was useless, he began to lie on the ground, and at first he planned to bang on the door to make a sound, but he had no strength, so he could only scrape the wooden door with his fingernails, making a grinding sound.

But the Grim Reaper finally pulled at his life without any remedy, and with the regret he had before he died.

Finally, when he closed his eyes, he looked at his computer, and the words "Persistence in this Thought" were shaking on the screen.

He remembered that if there was no update today, he couldn't imagine what the only reader would have seen with an expression.

Suddenly I feel extremely lost, like a general who fought a winning war but lost.

At the time of his death, he made unprecedented efforts to think about the voice of "that one", and in the dark curtain of death, a small gray line appeared, which became a precursor to obsession.

Closing.

The right eye is before Lin Ke's death.

He was pushed out of the operating room.

At the door stood a beautiful middle-aged woman with fluffy and smooth black hair, glasses without frames, and red eyes.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and took off his mask.

"Mr. Lin's daughter is really tenacious and has been saved!"

"If it weren't for her own willpower, it would be impossible for today's medicine to continue her life!"

"Madame, you have a strong daughter, she is really amazing!"

The doctor gave a thumbs up, admiration and fanaticism in his eyes, bowed slightly, showed respect, and left the door of the operating room.

Mother Lin nodded silently as if she was in a hurry, and her eyes, which seemed to be red from anxiety, fell into a momentary sluggishness, but she regained her composure and stabilized her glasses.

She walked to the hospital room, where her precious daughter lay on the bed.

The nurse hung up the saline and proofread the life-sustaining instruments.

Mother Lin's eyes were full of tenderness, and she looked at her daughter's face, tears flowed continuously.

The little nurse was moved by her look.

Her daughter must be very distressed when she suffers.

The little nurse left distressedly, and said to Mother Lin before leaving: "Your daughter is really beautiful. He left the room, where there was only the sound of beeping instruments and the sound of slumped breathing.

Lin Ke's nose was stuck with a tube, and her skin was bloodless.

If it is her own tenacious desire to survive that sustains her life, then where does this nougat-like desire come from?

Mother Lin looked at her beautiful daughter, and there was a trace of ruthlessness on her face!

With such a gentle and quiet face, which is crying with sadness, it shows an unskilled but extremely real ruthlessness!

She leaned down and pushed her hand towards the hospital bed, her eyes bloodshot with madness.

Lin Xie tried to shout for help from the perspective of a simple visit.

"Is there anybody, is there anybody coming in!"

Just like when he sees a lifeguard before he dies, his body can breathe in the water, and he will forget that he is just a function to see because of the real picture.

The wicked, slender hands stopped in front of the instrument's calibration switch.

"Click."

Lin Xie heard the sound of the instrument switch being twisted.

He lost his strength and sat in the "unknown" view.