In the end, Novele failed to drive the homeless man out of the pavilion where he slept.

In fact, Novele didn't even dare to shout at the homeless man to let him go, but only negotiated a few words with the homeless man who was sturdy compared to him.

I gave up.

But Novele was reluctant to leave, and this was the place he paid for his residence.

So he spread out his bed on the edge of the pavilion, and slept in the pavilion.

Here in the text, there is also a long imagination of Novelle,

Thinking about arguing with the homeless man the next day, and then the homeless man left in shame,

Thinking that when he came back the next night, the homeless man left inexplicably, and never came back, and all his preparations were in vain.

Thinking about arguing with the park staff who took him money the next day, the staff was finally persuaded by him to take him over and drive away the homeless man.

In the midst of these dreams, Noviler fell asleep.

And it rained lightly that night, and Novele, who was forced to sleep on the edge of the pavilion and was drenched in some rain, caught a cold.

When he got up, he also sneezed and had a runny nose.

But he wasn't too upset, because he thought it would be more convincing when he found the staff member to talk about it.

He was forced to sleep on the edge of the pavilion, and you see I had a cold...... Maybe that's also going to get some sympathy.

And in fact,

When he found the man the next day,

The staff didn't sympathize with him, but because he had a cold and snot, sneezing, and stayed away from him.

He said a few words in disgust and sent him away.

Noveiler's envisaged argument did not materialize.

The staff just told Novele, and the man also gave money, more money than Novere,

If Nouville doesn't want to live under the park pavilion and doesn't want to live with the man, he can give Nouville back that money.

Nouville heard the staff say this, and stopped talking.

His only confidence is that this staff member likes the little money he gave,

But when the staff didn't even care about the money, Novele also lost the last of his confidence.

Nouville had to hurry to the place where he was shining his shoes because he had wasted a little more time here in the park.

But because he still had a cold, he was already out of breath when he arrived at the place.

But fortunately, he was the only one who shined his shoes, and his place was not occupied again.

I just don't know if it's because he has a cold, and the whole person looks sick,

It's still cold after the rain today, and not many people come out, and Noville has been sitting all morning without business.

It wasn't until noon that he came in two orders of business.

The first was the strong, pungent smell of yesterday's prostitute that made Novele recognize her.

I don't know where the prostitute went last night, and her shoes were a little dirty, so when she was passing by, she went to Novele and wiped her shoes.

"Hurry up, I'm still on my way."

“…… Okay, okay. ”

Novele replied and raised his head,

Then he saw the prostitute look disgusted by his cold face and snot,

Hurriedly lowered his head again, lest another customer who had finally come come leave with great difficulty.

What is arrogant, the person who pressed you to the bed is not necessarily as clean as me.

But Novele said so in his heart.

"Did you wipe it clean? Alright, alright, don't wipe it. ”

"Alright, alright, plug in ......"

The prostitute frowned, and the heavy makeup on her face shook off a little.

Throw a dollar on the ground and hurry away.

Noville stretched out his hand to pick up the money from the ground.

At this moment, a gunshot was suddenly heard.

In this chaotic street, gunshots are inevitable.

But rarely did Novele get so close that Noveiler's movements froze at once.

Although he lowered his head, he also noticed the opposite side of the street in front of him,

Someone splattered with blood and fell to the ground, and the man who fired the shot seemed to be still angry.

Then he took the body of the man who kicked him on the ground.

And immediately after, gunshots broke out in the streets,

It appears that two groups of people are shooting at each other.

Novele was even more afraid to move, and the pedestrians on the street had long since run out.

Maybe if I stand up at this time, I will be beaten to death by someone who is one of them,

They may think I'm the leader of one of the sides.

Even then, Novele couldn't stop thinking about it.

He even began to think,

A bullet flew towards him at this time, and then he deftly dodged it.

Let the gangsters all look at him.

But in fact,

Even if two groups of people are fighting in the streets,

No one noticed him, a bystander on the street.

To them, Noville is like dust on the side of the street, and no one cares where the dust on the side of the street is.

The gun rang out for a while,

Just when Novele was thinking about whether to stand up and just let the two groups notice him,

The gunfire of two groups of people in the street finally stopped.

And Novele welcomed a second guest.

"Wipe it clean!"

The man who just kicked the fallen man on the other side,

He walked over with a gun, picked up the money that the prostitute had given him on the ground, and threw it at Noveiler.

Said to Novelle,

He didn't bother with Noville again, it was like walking to the side of the street and rubbing the mud.

"Good...... Good ......"

Novella looked at the swarthy hole in the pistol in the man's hand.

I couldn't help but think that bullets flew out of the hole, and then he died a glorious and heroic, great death.

But at the same time, he hurriedly responded, hurriedly lowered his head, and wiped the blood stains on the leather shoes of this person.

He took the cloth and wiped it repeatedly, and in a hurry, he hurriedly wiped it clean.

The man saw that his shoes were clean, withdrew his feet, and left.

There was no further communication with Noville.

Novele didn't raise his head even when the man was gone,

Waiting for another pedestrian to pass by on the street, he slowly raised his head again and glanced in the direction of the person who had already seen the man.

"Wipe it clean!"

Nouville imitated the man just now, and threw the rag in his hand on the ground like a banknote.

Then he straightened his back, raised his head, and started all over again,

"Wipe it clean!"

It seems that in this way, he has become a little nobler,

became another person, not a shoe-shiner who did not dare to raise his head.

ultimately

This imitation ended when another pedestrian approached on the street and sneezed with him.

Novella lowered his head again.

……

At this point, the chapter is nearing its end.

Xi Yuan, who has already seen it once, knows that this Novile is still dead in the end,

It's just that it's far from being as heroic as Novele himself thinks,

He just died because of the rain, the cold gradually worsened, and he probably got infected later.

Died in the pavilion of the park,

The homeless man who found him dead retreated outside the pavilion,

The pavilion was left to Novele alone.

The ending just says in the end.

Early the next morning, the park staff who came to work carried,

Throwing Novere's body out, there was no other explanation.

But that's it,

died without any waves,

Let the reader who has read this whole chapter of the story feel uncomfortable again for a while,

There was also a period of uncomfortable accumulation before, which made my heart feel even more depressed and sour.

"Hoo ......"

Xi Yuan, who finished reading this chapter again, reclosed "Seven Sins" again.

The roommates who sat next to him and watched also had no opinion, and were still immersed in the depression of the story depicted in the book.

If nothing else,

Xi Yuan felt that he might not read this "Seven Sins" again for a long time,

Unless one day some comment arouses the interest of re-reading.

It's really a story that's too depressing, and it's so depressing that it's uncomfortable.