"He knows a!!"

"Am I afraid of trouble???

"He's a five-year-old kid who understands what life is and what death is?"

"As long as you can take him and live tenaciously, Lao Tzu will ask for food every day, it's worth it!"

"But... But he just died... Dead..."

"And in front of me..."

"You know what's even more ridiculous? On the big screen in the distance, his interview is still live! He was so kind, with a compassionate tone, that he said... This afternoon, in full view of everyone, I saved two homeless and seriously ill children. ”

"My brother... Fall right next to me!! ”

"Can you understand my heart?"

"Do you understand?"

The lame's voice became hoarse before he knew it.

Looking at Tong Tong's eyes, he was full of bloodshots.

Tong Tong didn't speak, just silently put his little hand on the cripple's palm.

The lame's hand was cold, but Tong Tong tried to hold on.

Something like that...

He just...

It was also said.

"From that moment on, there was no light in my world."

"Hehe..."

"I sat next to my brother's corpse and finished a few buns."

"Then, I buried him under the bridge with my own hands."

"Fortunately, it was raining and there were no pedestrians on the road, otherwise... It's really troublesome. ”

The cripple's voice was full of bitterness, but his eyes changed from the previous ferocity to free and easy.

"That night, I touched his house."

"The rain was so heavy that it muffled my voice."

"Looking at him in his sleep, I clumsily held up a sharp stone that I picked up on the side of the road and smashed it on his head."

"One, two..."

"It's really ironic, he originally had a lot of bodyguards, but the next day a reporter would come to the hospital for an interview, and the bodyguards were dismissed by him early."

"So, when the reporters came to the door the next day, all they saw was an unrecognizable corpse and me sitting next to the corpse."

"I went to jail as a matter of course..."

"Because of his age, he escaped the death penalty, but he also spent ten years in prison."

"It's... That's probably all I have. ”

The lame man's self-report finally came to an end, and he did not tell how a seven-year-old child survived in the chaotic prison, nor did he say what happened to him in prison.

As if compared to his own brother's death, these... Nothing.

"The reason why I say this today is just to let you understand that sometimes, the so-called 'trouble with others' in your mouth is just your own thoughts."

"In this world, there is no giving for no reason."

"If we don't want to wade into this troubled water, we can ignore it."

"Do you think Su Yang will be an inexplicable person and walk out of the black street?"

"What we are chasing is still that faint light."

"Although we don't really have this light, at least, at some point, it does illuminate us."

The lame man's mood gradually calmed down, and he slowly got up on crutches, and touched Tong Tong's head again: "As I told you before, we really, just want to find a reason that can allow us to live and understand why we died, that's all." ”

"Even, we are always looking forward to, looking forward to the day when we will die on this sunny road."

"It's better than being muddy and falling into a cold gutter."

"And the premise of all this is that you... Must be alive. ”

The lame man returned to the room on crutches and sat down in a chair: "I have seen too many hypocrites, only you, and them... It's not the same. ”

"And..."

"You just said, give me a rocking chair, don't regret it."

In the end, the cripple suddenly changed the topic and stared at Tong Tong seriously, slightly nervous.

"Mmmmmmmm

It wasn't until he saw Tong Tong nodding that he breathed a sigh of relief: "I want to be more expensive and better than Su Yang's, and... Don't buy a rocking chair for a fool! ”

"Oh."

"Got it."

Tong Tong tilted his head, a little bit unsure why the cripple would specifically advise such a sentence, but he still nodded ignorantly.

The lame's cheeks twitched slightly again, and he should have 'laughed' a little.

And Tong Tong seemed to understand something after the lame man's self-report, and he was no longer as lonely as before, as if he had rediscovered the meaning of life, his face was smiling again, and he meticulously cleaned the room for the lame man.

As a result, various noises continue to echo in the room, completely dispelling the idea of a lame nap.

But there was no anger on his face, just a smile on his face.

Afar.

Qiu Ge took off the headphones in his left ear: "I thought there was some earth-shattering gossip, but it turned out to be a boring and miserable life." ”

"But I didn't expect that the cripple could say such sensational things."

As he spoke, Qiu Ge's eyes showed a little playfulness.

Wednesday Dog looked at Qiu Ge resentfully: "So, why are you eavesdropping on the lame chat?" ”

"Because I'm curious!"

"Aren't you curious?"

Qiu Ge blinked his innocent eyes and looked at Wednesday Dog and asked rhetorically.

"Not curious."

Wednesday Dog shook his head lightly, took off the earphones that Qiu Ge shared with his other half, and handed them over.

Qiu Ge put away his headphones and pouted: "Hypocritical guy, don't be curious, I'll give you headphones, and you still wear them." ”

"I'm more curious than the lame man's past, when the cripple wants to kill you..."

"What will you do?"

Wednesday Dog ignored Qiu Ge's complaint and asked rhetorically.

Qiu Ge grinned: "In our black street, are there still people who are afraid of death?" ”

"Of course, I'm afraid of death."

Wednesday Dog shrugged his shoulders, very calmly.

Qiu Ge pinched the small earphone and said suddenly: "Then if I tell you that I also put a bomb in this earphone, if I just thought, your head has already bloomed..."

“……”

Wednesday Dog turned his head indifferently and looked at Qiu Ge: "I don't like to listen to this kind of joke a second time." ”

"Are you kidding?"

"Perhaps."

Qiu Ge followed the example of Wednesday's dog, shrugged his shoulders as well, approached the lame's residence, turned around and burrowed into the street on the side, took off the gum on the wall at will, threw it into the trash can along with the headphones, and stretched: "So, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Of course, it's the old job."

"I don't know anything but steal."

Wednesday Dog pondered a little, and said lightly: "I can't tell, I came back with the 'weapon' before the start of that competition." ”

"You're also a blessed one?"

Qiu Ge looked at Wednesday Dog with a little surprise and asked.