Chapter 45 Chapter 7 Anonymous

I have no tomorrow. Because, I am already dead. You look at me relentlessly. please!Do not kill me!I still want to live, no matter how much pain I endure, please let me live!How good it is to be alive!Can breathe air, even if it is turbid!Can drink water, even if it is polluted!Can eat, even if it is genetically modified!Even if you live and suffer, in this world, there will always be people worse than you. I can call out the names of each of you: Zhou Xuan, Mo Xinger, Tao Ye, Yoko, Zhengtai, Xiaoguang, Ding Zi, Professor Wu... But none of you remember my name, nor my face. , except for my conspicuous snub nose.

To you, I am just an insignificant anonymous person, an old man in his sixties waiting to die. In this cold world, I have no relatives. Two years ago, a fire broke out in a high-rise building in the city. I went out to play mahjong. All the unborn grandchildren were burned to death by the fire. Many people worried that I would commit suicide, but I never thought of dying. If I died too, my wife and daughter in heaven would be very sad.They will bless me to live on, no matter how many diseases and difficulties I encounter, until I die at the age of one hundred. For two years, I went to the park for morning exercises every day until I met a retired woman.My snub nose, hated in youth, is now a cutie mark.Her husband died many years ago, and she asked me if I would like to be friends with her.

Seven days ago, I called to ask her out to go shopping. When we passed the Future Dream Building, there was a sudden heavy thunderstorm, so we took shelter under the porch at the gate.Her interest increased, and it seemed more romantic this way.But I was a little worried and wanted to ask the street vendor to buy an umbrella to take her home.She said that thunderstorms come and go quickly, and it would be a waste to buy an umbrella temporarily. My heart was beating faster and faster, and I couldn't help but bought an umbrella. Just as I was about to take her outside, the ground began to shake violently——April 1.Sunday.Night, 22:19.

When I woke up from the piercing pain, I couldn't get up anymore, and I saw her dead body in my blood-stained vision. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to go shopping, and I shouldn't have dragged you to the entrance of the mall to shelter from the rain. If I had bought an umbrella and rushed out earlier, I'm afraid I'd be at your house by now...me, and the other four seriously injured, or Broken bones or dying, concentrated in the Haagen-Dazs store on the ground floor. Incredibly, all five of us mortals survived to day four. In the early hours of this day, a voice woke me up. It was the man with an inflamed wound, who cried out in pain every night.

There is a girl standing beside him. It was the hair-washing girl named Ah Xiang, who looked like a teenager, and always reminded me of my daughter when she was just in junior high school. In just a few minutes, she killed four seriously wounded in turn, and I was the last one left. I begged her to let me live. "It's the end of the world, everyone is going to die anyway, what are you doing alive?" "To live." With just these four simple words, she dropped the knife in her hand and escaped from the Haagen-Dazs shop filled with bloody smell. Soon, Luo Haoran, the owner of the building, patrolled the ground floor with his dog and found the murder scene.Afterwards, many people gathered around and stared at the cruel scene with dumbstruck eyes. I confessed Axiang truthfully.

An hour later, I heard that Ah Xiang had died. I was the only one left among the severely wounded, lying alone in the Haagen-Dazs store on the ground floor, looking at the ceiling in the darkness, looking at the bloodstains on the floor that would never be wiped clean, and smelling the blood coming from my wound. The stench of the body—has been inflamed and festered, a bunch of white maggots crawling in and out, devouring the muscle and blood.In a few days maybe they will turn into flies and fly out of my mouth. I will die in the most painful way, but as long as I can live another day, or an hour, or even a minute, I will live.Every moment is torture, I simply consume food, water and oxygen.People forgot about this place and left me in this cold and silent underground, only Mo Xing'er came to take care of me occasionally.

What really scares me are the hungry cats and dogs who eat up all the food and start killing each other again.Several dogs surrounded me and came to sniff my wound from time to time. They smelled the fetid stench of suppuration and the rotten air of dying.I think when I die, if no one buries me, it will be a good meal for them. Finally, I saw the bulldog as big as a bear. It walked forward with terrifying steps, showing its white teeth, and dripping fishy saliva all the way.Judging from the ferocious eyes of this beast, it is trying to eat me.I lay on the ground unable to resist, and it was futile to speak all human languages ​​to it. I could only close my eyes and wait for the moment when my stomach would be bitten and my internal organs would be dug out.

"Don't touch him!" Suddenly, a man's voice sounded. I snapped my eyes open, and the bear-like beast turned away. Who saved me?Recalling that voice carefully, it did not belong to any survivor.Just as I was grateful to be alive, the lights in the entire building went out. I calmly accepted the fact that no one can escape death.After drinking the last half bottle of water Mo Xinger left for me, the rest of the food was snatched up by a group of dogs.The maggots in the wound were wriggling quickly, and they were about to turn into a group of small flies. At some point, I was awakened by the barking of a group of fighting dogs, and the light of a flashlight lit up in front of my eyes. It was Luo Haoran, the owner of the building, and his beige dog.

"Please! Give me some water!" Regardless of my age, I begged this middle-aged man.He still had half a bottle of water in his hand, but he unscrewed the cap and gave it to his dog, who licked the bottle and drank it all. "Do you still remember my face?" Luo Haoran took off his mask and took a photo of his face with a flashlight. I squinted my eyes and looked at it for a long time: "No, I don't remember." "Seventeen years ago, we met, right here." There was no expression on his face, only a slight gleam in his eyes. Seventeen years ago?Have we met?However, I lived in this place at that time. Before the construction of the Future Dream Building, it was a dilapidated old house.And I am a laid-off worker, doing nothing at home all day, playing mahjong and speculating in stocks... "Sorry, I forgot, you are—"

Before I finished asking, Luo Haoran had already grabbed my hand. I saw blood splatter from my wrist, if I was twenty years younger it would have been higher. He slashed open my wrist artery with a sharp knife, then threw the knife on the ground and pretended I was committing suicide.He took out a cup, filled it with steaming warm water, and poured it over my severed artery.The dog sat on the ground, looking at me indifferently as I was about to die. I didn't want to give up until the last moment. However, there are always certain things in this world that you cannot do anyway. Sorry to make everyone laugh, how much I want to live until the last moment of the end of the world.

I'm bled to the brim, and I can't feel the pain in my wrist or the maggot-infested wound.My eyes gradually blurred, and I couldn't see Luo Haoran and his dog clearly anymore. Seventeen years ago, did I meet him? Damn it, I don't want to die without knowing why! I'm dead. I didn't float up, but was dragged down by something, through countless layers of hell, to the deepest cold and dark sea floor. Compared with the world after death - it's good to be alive! So please live, my dearest friends. what!correct!Before reuniting with my dead wife and daughter, I suddenly remembered! Seventeen years ago...Seventeen years ago...I met...I met Luo Haoran! It turned out to be him!It's him……