Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Debt

Never believe what some people say. This sentence was told to me by the person sitting across from me.He is my classmate in college.We haven't seen each other for five years since we parted ways in college. Suddenly I heard someone calling me on the street. When I looked back, I didn't recognize him. His changes were too great. His originally tall and handsome figure seemed to have been salt-salted, weak and weak, as if there was no skeleton support under the skin, it was so soft that it wrinkled into a ball.His brows and eyes drooped, the corners of his mouth drooped, his hands hung limply by his sides, his knees were slightly bent, and he looked like he was about to collapse.

"What's wrong with you?" After finally recognizing him, I asked in surprise. He said feebly, "Come with me for a cup of tea and I'll tell you everything." In the teahouse, he didn't touch the teacup in front of him at all, just smoked one cigarette after another, keeping his eyes on the ground.I waited patiently for him to speak.Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, people came and went, almost in the blink of an eye, from afternoon to dusk. "It's really a vicissitudes of life." He suddenly let out a sigh of emotion, pointing to the streetlights that were lit outside the window, "Time flies, many things have changed like this, and you have no time to notice."

"What happened?" I asked. "I don't know either." He shook his head, "It started two months ago." Here's what he said. Two months ago, I was preparing to go to work as usual, and my wife and son were having breakfast in the restaurant.As soon as I walked to the door, I heard my wife screaming, calling my son's name repeatedly.I hurried over and saw that my son was choked by something, and his eyes rolled white.I asked my wife to call the emergency department immediately, and I used Heimlich's first aid method to wrap my son's abdomen tightly, trying to squeeze out the thing that was choking his throat through air pressure.I had first aid training and had saved two choking patients at my own restaurant, so I wasn't panicking.But after several minutes, the son's face had turned blue, his breathing had almost stopped, the damn thing hadn't come out yet, and there was still no sound of an ambulance outside the door.My wife frantically ran across the road to find a doctor in a private clinic, and I continued to give first aid.

A few minutes later, the son's breathing and heartbeat stopped.I watched him die in front of my eyes.I pressed his heart in vain, but it never beat again. When the wife and the doctor from the clinic rushed over, the ambulance arrived just in time, but the son was already hopeless.I grabbed the ambulance driver by the collar and asked him why he didn't arrive until now. He said that the tire had blown on the road and it took a while to change the tire.The reason why the doctor at the opposite clinic didn't arrive in time was because he and my wife were stuck in the elevator for several minutes when they hurried out... It was only a few minutes, but it happened to kill my son .It was as if God wanted my son to die on purpose.

The final inspection revealed that what was blocking my son's throat was nothing but a cube of ice.That is what I usually use for ice wine. My son played with it in his mouth and choked on it accidentally.The doctor said that if I had calmed down at that time, instead of rushing to use conventional first aid methods, I would have covered the outside of my son's throat with a hot towel, or kept pouring hot water into his mouth, maybe things would have been different. Anyway, it doesn't help anymore.Both my wife and I were devastated during those few days.And that's just the beginning.

A few days later, when I woke up in the morning, I found my wife was sleeping face down on the pillow, with her entire face covered by the pillow.I felt her body was cold and stiff, and I quickly turned her over—she had been dead for a long time. According to the doctor's analysis, she may have apnea at night, and she happened to use a very inappropriate sleeping position, which made her apnea unable to be relieved, and it became a fatal problem. I just want to cry without tears. Both my son and my wife died in such an extraordinary way that life was boring to me. And this is far from over.

In the days that followed, my parents, two older brothers, and a younger sister all passed away one after another. The reasons for their deaths were various, and they were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.The most helpless thing was my sister, who was hit on the head by a meteorite falling from the sky and died while walking on the road.This is a way of death that can only appear in legends. It actually happened to my relatives. Even buying a lottery ticket is not so accurate. I gradually realized that all this was not so simple. Before my brother and sister died, I went to a well-known local fortune teller to help me read my fortune. Who knew that as soon as he saw me, he quickly packed up his fortune-telling things, and ran away in a hurry.I tried my best to catch up with him and grabbed his arm, but he turned pale with fright, had a heart attack on the spot, and is still lying in the hospital now.

I have successively found several people who have researched in this area. Some people say it is a problem of Feng Shui, some say it is because of my hard horoscope, and some say it is a family genetic problem, and there is nothing to say.I was at the mercy of them, and I did whatever they asked me to do, making a house a mess. But brother and sister still died one by one. In the end I was left alone. I am terrified every day, not knowing when any disaster will fall on my head. Maybe tomorrow you will hear about my death. After telling this story, he drank the cold tea, looked at me lonely, and showed a desolate smile: "I am not afraid of death, if they are all dead, there is no point in living alone." , without waiting for my answer, he shook his body and left.I watched him from the window and saw him take two steps on the street, and seemed to meet another acquaintance, and he eagerly dragged that person into a cafe.

Maybe the only thing he can do now is find someone to listen to his story. A few days after this incident, I was drinking with a bunch of college friends.Talking about him during the dinner, I lamented that his experience was miserable, and the group of classmates were silent.One of the classmates named Dawei had a very strange expression on his face.After the banquet was over, he took me to stay alone.We walked slowly along the night sidewalk, each with a cigarette in his hand. "I guess, I might know what's going on." After hesitating for a while, Dawei said this while exhaling smoke.

"What's the matter?" I didn't understand for a moment. "Xiao Li." He reminded me. Xiao Li is the name of that unlucky friend. As soon as I heard that Dawei was talking about him, I immediately urged: "Tell me!" "Xiao Li, in fact, his reputation has long been rotten." He glanced at me and said, "In recent years, he has successively asked several of our friends to borrow money. Sometimes he said it was to buy a house, sometimes he said that his son was sick, and sometimes he asked me to borrow money. He would say that it was for renovation. We are not rich, and we were a little hesitant when borrowing money. He swore that he would pay back the money on time. I remember when he asked me to borrow money, he swore: "If I don't pay it on time Pay back the money and let my sister be killed by a meteorite!'Listen, it’s like saying nothing, being killed by a meteorite, how many people have you heard of being killed by a meteorite? It’s completely insincere. But we are friends after all , I was too embarrassed to expose him, so I gave him the money. Logically speaking, he should have paid back the money a year ago, but there has been no movement. , just think I lost the money. If you didn’t say it today, I would have forgotten about it. You said his sister was killed by a meteorite? This is almost the same as being smashed to death by a teacup thrown by God , I wonder if it has something to do with his debt..." He glanced at me, "I heard that he always likes to swear casually."

After hearing what he said, I immediately called Xiao Li.The phone rang so many times before he answered that I almost thought he was dead too. "Hello?" His voice was weak. "Xiao Li? Where is your house? Dawei and I will go to your house." I said eagerly. "Dawei?" He seemed to have been awakened, and there was some vitality in his voice, "What is Dawei doing here?" He seemed very vigilant, it seemed that he was afraid that Dawei was a debt collector.Dawei gave me a wry smile from the side, and I yelled into the phone angrily: "We are here to save you!" He was silent for a while on the phone, and announced a place name. When I saw him again, I found that he was haggard and almost shriveled.He let us in listlessly.This is a four-bedroom, two-living house with luxurious decoration, but because it has not been tidied up for a long time, it is in a mess everywhere. The floor is covered with all kinds of dirty marks, and there is almost nowhere to go.As soon as Dawei and I entered the room, Dawei told him what he had just said to me. "You said it was because of debts?" He looked at Dawei suspiciously, as if suspecting that he was lying. "What do you think? Think again, who else did you owe? What kind of curse did you gamble at that time?" Dawei reminded him.He scratched his head and thought for a long time, then said with a wry smile, "I forgot." "You forgot?" Dawei's eyes widened. Xiao Li nodded: "I don't even remember who I owed money to. Anyway, no one else came to ask me for it, and I didn't intend to pay it back." Seeing that Dawei wanted to hit him, he quickly hid behind me, "As for those who swore If you swear, you forget it when you said it at the time, who remembers so much?" "Then you wait to die!" Dawei said angrily. I was also very angry. Facing such a person, I really wanted to just let it go.However, after all, being a classmate, it is impossible to just watch him die like this.I discussed it with Dawei, brought over his mobile phone and address book, and called his contacts one by one.He wanted to stop him at first, but was stopped by Dawei with a wave of his fist.After that, he sat on the floor in a daze. After a round of phone calls, more than 30 people had lent money to Xiao Li.This number surprised us.I counted the total amount of loans, large and small, totaling more than 100,000. "Xiao Li, how much savings do you have now?" I asked. He hesitated again, a sly look flashed in his eyes.Before he lied, I stood up first: "If you don't tell the truth, I really don't care about you." He finally knew that he was afraid, and said honestly: "It's more than two million." Surprised, Dawei couldn't help kicking him: "Why do you owe other people's money when you have so much money?" He quickly avoided, a little aggrieved: "I don't know why, I always feel like this I feel comfortable..." We didn't bother to talk to him, we contacted all the creditors and asked them to come to pick up the check.Before they came, Xiao Li honestly wrote the checks under the supervision of Dawei and me. Maybe the creditors didn't believe that Xiao Li would repay the money so happily, they didn't come up one by one, but gathered together in advance.When I opened the door, more than 30 people filed in, all looking at Xiao Li coldly. "Xiao Li, I heard that your son was choked to death by Bing? I told you not to swear, is it okay now?" A chunky middle-aged man gloated. We didn't bother to ask Xiao Li what kind of curse he had sworn to them. We just wanted to pay back the money quickly so that Dawei and I could go back to our own business.I took the stack of checks from Xiao Li, who knew he was holding on tightly and refused to let go. "Do you want to live?" Dawei slapped him on the back, which made him cough, but his hand still did not loosen.I pulled his fingers for a long time before I pulled out the check. "Liang Chaoyong." I read the name of the top check.The denomination of the check is 5000 yuan.A woman broke through the crowd and came up, took the check, and handed me an IOU, which stated that Xiao Li borrowed 5,000 yuan from Liang Chaoyong, and the repayment date was two years ago. He can really delay. I stuffed the IOU into my pocket and was about to read the next person's name when I heard Xiao Li scream. We were all startled by the sound and our eyes were fixed on him.He didn't know when he collapsed on the ground, with one hand tightly covering his arm, blood dripping from his body.I hurriedly helped him up, and saw that his arm was dripping with blood, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off alive. "What's wrong with you?" I asked. "I don't know, it hurts suddenly." He was so painful that his face was pale. I handed him over to Dawei to take care of him, and continued to read the name of the next person. Just after returning the money to the next person, Dawei and Xiao Li shouted at the same time.Turning his head to look, another piece of skin from Xiao Li's face was peeled off, rolling and howling on the ground in pain. "How did this happen?" Dawei panicked, "As soon as you paid back the money, a piece of skin was lost on his face." Now I don't dare to return the money to others casually.The creditors did not urge either.Seeing Xiao Li's miserable state, everyone felt unbearable. At this moment, a person came forward from the crowd.This is a young man in gray casual clothes, he looked at Xiao Li: "This is terrible." "What's going on?" I asked. He frowned and said, "He must have cast some spell on himself." "What technique?" Dawei asked. He shook his head: "You have to ask yourself, I don't know, I just heard that there is such a technique." Xiao Li had already calmed down at this moment, lying on the ground with his eyes half-opened. "I said, what evil spell did you cast on yourself?" Dawei asked while shaking him.At first he refused to speak up, but I threatened to continue paying back the money, so he did. "I heard it from an old man." As soon as he spoke, the wound on his face was pulled, and the blood flowed down again.I quickly found a towel and covered his face.He was trembling with pain, and said intermittently: "I have borrowed so much money, and I am afraid that others will come to collect the debt—you must know that it is easy to borrow money, but if you really want to borrow it again, it hurts like cutting flesh. Later I heard that someone It can make others come to your door without asking for debts from you. "It was an ordinary private house. I made an appointment on the phone in advance, and the other party asked me to go there at night. At night, when it was dark, I found the place, knocked on the door, and an old man's voice asked who it was. I I reported my name, and the door opened. There was no light in the door. I went in in the dark, and the other party told me to close the door immediately. After closing the door, I couldn’t see anything. I just followed the guidance of the voice and groped. Sit down on a chair. He asked me if I really wanted to take these debts into the coffin, and I said yes. He said it's no problem, some things in life are born to be taken into the coffin, change it That's it. Then he told me that I could go. Before I left, I looked back - it was strange that the door had been opened, but the street lights outside the door couldn't shine into the house, and I still couldn't see anything. From there From now on, no one has come to me to collect debts." After speaking, he grunted a few more times in pain. The young man shook his head again and again: "Things outside the body are not taken away by birth or death. The only thing that can be taken into the coffin is your own body. He has made the debt a part of your body. You have to pay the debt. It’s like cutting off your body and giving it to someone else.” Xiao Li was so frightened that his face was contorted, he waved his hands again and again, and bowed to the people around him: "Then is it okay if I don't pay it? Everyone, is it okay if I don't pay it?" Those who lent him money originally had some kind of friendship with him. Although his long-term refusal has exhausted this friendship, in the end, no one wanted to see him being skinned alive again and again, so they all nodded , promised to forgive his debt.He was so grateful that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed. And so we left.On the way, those creditors thought they were unlucky, but still worried about Xiao Li.When Xiao Li borrowed money, he didn't keep virtue in his mouth. He had already gambled his own life countless times with curses, and he didn't know whether their debt repayment could really free Xiao Li from the entanglement of the curse. A few days later, I got the news of Xiao Li's tragic death. He did die a terrible death.No one knew how he died. When they found out, his body was shattered into pieces, and only his head was still struggling on the ground. When someone nearby wanted to take a look, a road roller drove over. Crushed his head to a pulp. Hearing this news, Dawei and I didn't make a sound for a long time. I thought of what Xiao Li said, when the old man performed the spell on him, he said "just change it". It seems that he exchanged the debt for his life, and the debt was brought into the coffin, so paying the debt became die... I was shocked, and suddenly remembered that I forgot to bring money when I had breakfast in the morning, and I still owed my colleague 5 yuan, so I quickly prepared 5 yuan. As the old saying goes, you always have to pay back what you owe.Either pay back with money, or pay with life, I still want to keep this life.