Chapter 85 third quarter 3

When I came to work in the morning, the sewer of Wanshou Temple was blocked again.The yellow water is overflowing in the low-lying area, and will soon overflow into the yard.I finally couldn't hold back my rage, and walked into the leader's office, begging him to dismiss my position as an assistant researcher and demote me to a plumber; so that I could justifiably poop shit.I also said that I would rather die myself than see the leaders and the old ladies in the reference room sitting in shit—this kind of shit has a lot of water to dilute it, but it is still shit.I totally mean it, but the leader's face turns purple from it.He ran out, and soon came back with the woman in white; he shouted loudly: Since you haven't recovered, don't come to work.The woman in white walked towards me quickly—I involuntarily tightened my neck, thinking she was going to slap me—but she didn't, she just whispered: "Go, go home...

Then we walked down the street.I was like a dog following a tantrum-laden master, ready for anything to get kicked, but the master wouldn't kick.When crossing the road, she tightly grabbed my cuff, and when I looked at her, she let go and said: I'm afraid you will be hit by a car again.And I was thinking stupidly: who am I, why am I so angry?Who is she?Why do you care about me like this?Am I worthy of her concern?Finally, she sent me to the stairs, and said in a low voice: People are willing to sit in the shit, what's the matter with you; and left.I was left alone to climb the three flights of stairs.When I climbed the first floor, I couldn't understand everything that happened today, and I felt that I was completely right-just don't let people sit in the shit.Climbing to the second floor, I felt that the world in front of me was completely incomprehensible—the woman in white said that people are willing to sit in shit and have nothing to do with me—but why should others be willing to sit in shit?But when I climbed to the third floor and tried the doors one by one with a bunch of keys in my hand, I finally realized that something was wrong with me.A life without memories is beautiful, but I need memories.