Chapter 1: Suicide

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"Let's break up!"

"What? Are you kidding?

"I said let's break up!"

"No! I said, for... Why?"

"Why? You're 30 years old, you don't have money, you don't have a car, you don't have a house, and you owe a lot of debts at home. Seven years on, you're still living in that shabby rental house. We still get a salary of less than 3,000 yuan a month, do you think we still have a future? I'm sorry! I don't want to live like this anymore. ”

It was raining that day, Zhang Xinyi hugged Xia Mosheng, who was speechless and had a frozen smile, and then turned to leave, her figure was getting farther and farther away in the pouring rain, and soon disappeared.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and Xia Mosheng hung his arms weakly, and the umbrella fell to the ground, and the heavy rain poured down and soon wet his whole body. He didn't chase it, he just opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. He struggled hard, barely raised his right hand and reached forward to grab something, but it was empty, nothing but rain.

Passers-by looked at him with strange eyes, and the dark night sky sounded with rolling thunder, and the rain was getting heavier. A car honked hard behind him, and the shrill horn shook him to his senses and quickly get out of the way.

"Looking for death? I want to die, bastard. ”

The driver of the car scolded and left, and the people around him were talking, and Xia Mosheng trembled, sobbing and running away in the pouring rain.

Such a picture lingered in his mind over and over again, as if it had just happened, but three days had passed, and during these three days, he had relied on alcohol to anesthetize himself, and was in a state of drunken dreams and death.

Xia Mosheng stood on the roof of the 60-storey Yunzhong Building, slammed the empty wine bottle on the rooftop, the whole person was drunk, his face was decadent, and his face was full of scum······ muttering: "Yes, I have no money, I don't have a car, I don't have a house, I owe a lot of debt, I have nothing, I have nothing."

Xia Mosheng looked at the ring in his hand that he had bought for 5,000 yuan at the antique market and cried bitterly, on her birthday, she was going to use it for a marriage proposal, but she chose to leave.

"Looking for death? I want to die, bastard. ”

The driver's words rang in his head that day, like a call from hell to drag him down. Chamerson turned around and stood on the edge of the rooftop looking at the brightly lit world, even at night, there were still people coming and going, the traffic was busy, it was so beautiful and lively, but there was only endless loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

"Yes, I can die, I can die, there is no point in living, I can die. ”

Chamerson muttered to himself, his mind full of the driver's curses to his death. Suddenly, he smiled sadly as if he had come to his senses, put on the ring and stood on the edge of the roof, turned and fell backwards with his arms outstretched.

In an instant, his whole body fell down rapidly, the sound of the whirring wind sounded in his ears, and he let out a crazy laugh as he looked at the night sky that was getting farther and farther away from him. At this time, he was not afraid at all, as if he had been relieved, and let his body fall freely, thinking about the picture of the breakup that day.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, he fell to the ground heavily, blood splattered everywhere, and the people around him suddenly screamed and ran in all directions. At this moment, his mind suddenly went blank, and he didn't even feel pain, and his consciousness dissipated.

At the moment of his death, no one noticed that the ring he was wearing on his left hand suddenly glowed faintly and then disappeared.

"Why? You're 30 years old, you don't have money, you don't have a car, you don't have a house, and you owe a lot of debts at home. Seven years on, you're still living in that shabby rental house. We still get a salary of less than 3,000 yuan a month, do you think we still have a future? I'm sorry! I don't want to live like this anymore. ”

It was raining heavily in the sky, Zhang Xinyi suddenly hugged herself hard, then turned around and left quickly, disappearing into the rain in a blink of an eye. Charmerson was stunned, his heart was filled with endless sadness and powerlessness, but it was also a little weird.

"Am I not dead? I remember I jumped off the building, why is this happening?"

"Didi!"

The horn of a car sounded behind him, and Xia Mosheng came back to his senses and hurriedly got out of the way.

"Looking for death? I want to die, bastard. ”

The driver of the car cursed and left, and Xia Mosheng looked stunned, and the people around him looked at him with strange eyes.

"I seem to have experienced all of this, I've jumped off the building, why? Is it a dream?"

Xia Mosheng suddenly slapped himself twice, painfully, very painfully.

"It's not a dream, am I hallucinating?"

There were more and more people around looking at him, talking about something, Xia Mosheng was a little panicked, and hurriedly rushed away, running away in embarrassment in the heavy rain.

"Yes, I don't have money, I don't have a car, I don't have a house, I owe a lot of debt, I don't have anything, I don't have anything... Woohoo······"

When Xia Mosheng returned home, he gulped down his wine, his heart was full of endless sadness and loneliness, and he fainted drunk.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the glass.

"Betraying my love, forcing me to leave, and finally knowing the truth, my tears fell and betrayed ······"

The piercing bell rang, and the sloppy Xia Mosheng immediately got up, grabbed his mobile phone and pressed the answer button to shout: "Xinyi!"

"Charmerson, what time is it? Did you eat bear's heart leopard gall today? Haven't come to work at this time? Be careful that I fired you. ”

"Then you open it!"

Chamerson yelled and hung up the phone, then picked up the bottle and continued to drink. On the other end of the phone, the bald old man was stunned and said to himself, "This kid, did you really eat the bear's heart and leopard's gall?"

"I'm sorry, but the phone you dialed is turned off. ”

"Oh!

Xia Mosheng angrily threw the phone out, and Zhang Xinyi chose to turn off the phone in order not to answer his call. He picked up the bottle and drank it violently, without stopping.

"What's the point of me living? ”

On the third night, on the roof of the 60-storey Cloud Tower, Xia Mosheng slammed the empty wine bottle in his hand on the rooftop, put on a ring bought from the antique market and stood on the edge of the rooftop, opened his arms, laughed and fell backwards.

In an instant, his whole person fell down quickly, and the whirring wind sounded in his ears, at this time he was not afraid at all, as if he was relieved, and let his body fall freely, thinking about the picture of the breakup that day.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, he fell to the ground heavily, blood splattered everywhere, and the people around him suddenly screamed and ran in all directions. And his whole mind suddenly went blank, and he didn't even feel pain, and his consciousness dissipated like this.

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