After I Die I Will Decipher Everything

Chen Bugu looked down and found that what Lao Liu took out was the [Lianxin Crossbow].

"Master Liu, I told you, this weapon is just right for you."

This is not the first time that Lao Liu has proposed returning the [Lianxin Crossbow] to Chen Bugu. He was obviously very happy when the weapon was given to him at the beginning.

"Chen Bugu, you don't have to say such things anymore. Sometimes my reactions are a little slow, but that doesn't mean I'm really confused."

"Lian Xin's skill is very strong, and the stronger it is, the more powerful it can be. Whether it's strength or skill, I'm not as good as you, and I'm not even as good as Bai Ting. You all are worse than me with this weapon."

"I don't know if it's my imagination. You seem to be apologetic to me. I think it's just what happened in the Yu Tan Tunnel."

"I told you when we came out of the Yutan Tunnel that we were settled, not to mention you helped me get my whistle back later."

Lao Liu's whistle was still hanging around his neck, and the red whistle looked even brighter in the firelight.

After the ape-cat snatched his whistle, his shoulder bone was shattered. When he fell from the tree, he had given up hope on the whistle.

But before he lost consciousness, he heard Chen Bugu say something to him.

"Leave the whistle to me."

Later, when he woke up, he found that everyone was guarding him except Chen Bugu.

He asked Yan Kuan, where is Chen Bugu?

Yan Kuan said that Chen Bugu went to chase his whistle alone.

He knew that Chen Bugu was very strong, but he asked himself, if it were him, would he put himself in danger for someone else's object.

He will not.

That day, when Chen Bugu came back with his whistle, Lao Liu even felt a little guilty for escaping alone in the tunnel, so he just said "thank you" in a low voice.

After that, he also figured out that Chen Bugu didn't owe him anything.

"If it weren't for you, we would have died in that tunnel long ago, so you don't have to take care of me. Just take the [Lianxin Crossbow] back."

Old Liu still insisted on handing the [Lianxin Crossbow] to Chen Bugu.

But Chen Bugu remained silent. He neither reached out to pick it up nor followed Lao Liu's words.

"Master Liu, do you know? I consider myself a selfish and indifferent person. Many times I can't survive without my conscience..."

"You don't owe me, and I don't owe you. I just try my best to keep us all alive, that's all."

"I don't care much about whether what I do is right or wrong in the eyes of others. I am just a small person and cannot consider the common people. My principle of doing things is only for myself, as long as I am worthy of myself."

"Master Liu, have you ever done anything sorry for yourself?"

Chen Bugu's inexplicable words suddenly stunned Lao Liu.

The forest in the dark night was as lonely as the night itself. Old Liu was silent for a long time and suddenly smiled. Looking at Chen Bugu's face, he felt that he suddenly understood this young man.

"Chen Bugu, do you often take bus No. 64?" Lao Liu asked.

"It used to be quite frequent when I was in college, but then I haven't sat down for a long time."

Chen Bugu thought for a while. The last time he took bus No. 64 was a few days ago. If he had to take bus again, it would be three years ago.

"Did you know? I have been a driver of Route 64 for more than 10 years. In the beginning, I was selected as the model bus driver in Yutan City every year, but later, I was not rated once again..."

"Five years ago, I was driving Route 64 and passed an intersection. An old man seemed to have a heart attack and collapsed while crossing the sidewalk."

"There were people coming and going on the road that day, but everyone turned a blind eye. I asked the passengers in the car to go down to help and make an emergency call. After all, the old man was right in front of our car."

"But none of the passengers paid attention to me. They lowered their heads and played with their mobile phones, burying themselves in the small screen."

"In desperation, I got out of the car and helped the old man to the side of the road and called the emergency call for him. In order not to waste the passengers' time, I asked my colleagues who were resting nearby that day to temporarily replace me."

"I sent the old man to the hospital. When he woke up, he insisted that I hit him. You can't imagine how complicated my mood was at that time. It was a mixture of funny, angry, panic and helpless."

"The traffic police took me to the roadside to adjust the monitoring, and it turned out that the place where the old man fell happened to be the blind spot of the monitoring. I tried to find passengers on Route 64 that day to prove it for me, but not only did they say they had no memory of what happened that day, they even complained I was AWOL and wasted their time.”

"At that time, there were many people on the Internet who complained about my injustice, but even more people criticized and abused me. They laughed at me and said that the bus driver in Yutan always drove too hard. Now something happened."

"Later, someone published my information on the Internet. I don't know how they found it, but my home address, contact information, and my wife's workplace were all exposed."

"They sent messages to insult my family and went to my wife's workplace to cause trouble. They said that justice would not be late and they wanted to ask for an explanation for the old man. Isn't it ridiculous? When the old man fell on the road, no one ever asked for an explanation for him. "

"This matter later went to court. During the first trial, the judge asked me something. He said, why did you help me if you didn't hit me?"

"Hahahaha, Chen Bugu, do you know what my reaction was? You don't know, and neither do I. I just remember that I lost, I have to pay, and I have to bear the infamy."

"My wife was pregnant with her second child at the time and was on maternity leave at home. Due to long-term online violence and the outcome of the first trial, she had been in a bad mood. One day while walking on the road, she was distracted and was hit by an electric car."

"The perpetrator escaped. My wife was lying on the roadside with severe bleeding from her lower body. She fell there and called for help, but no one took her to the hospital."

"When I arrived, it was already too late. My wife was seriously injured and the second child was gone."

"Furthermore, because my incident caused a stir in Yutan, her employer didn't want to cause trouble and found a reason to fire her."

"I refused to accept it and went to the higher court. The matter dragged on for another half a year. Finally, a big brother provided a driving record and my innocence was restored. But it was too late..."

"No one on the Internet pays attention to this matter anymore. My innocence is a naked skeleton. It has no value in the eyes of those "sharks" who come here smelling fishy smell... The truth has never been important."

"I am innocent, but I am no longer the model bus driver in Yutan City...I am innocent, but my wife's job is gone...I am innocent, but my second child is gone..."

"Chen Bugu, is conscience important?"

"You asked me if I have ever done anything to feel sorry for myself?"

"I've seen a drowning child sink to the bottom of a lake in front of my eyes. I know how to swim, but I didn't save it."

"I also saw another old man fall to the ground after a heart attack in front of me, but this time I understood what it means to protect yourself wisely."

"When I was in the Yutan Tunnel, I discovered that the dog could breathe fire. My first reaction was that you were deliberately trying to harm me. I thought you were using my life as bait in order to escape, so I ran away too. I wanted to let you and Lin Ye should die and give me a chance to survive."

"Chen Bugu, you said you are a cold and selfish person, but I know that you are different from those people. You can live without conscience, but you will only live in a nightmare."

"You don't need to comfort me, because we are the same kind of people."

"I always see the drowned child appearing in my dreams all wet. He reaches out to me, and I try to catch him, but he keeps getting farther and farther away from me."

"I always see the old man who died in front of me reaching into his jacket pocket with trembling hands. I see a jar of life-saving pills there. I want to help him get it, but my feet feel like lead weights. heavy."

"I have had this nightmare for many years."

"Is conscience important? I don't know."

Chen Bugu listened quietly to Lao Liu talking about his past without saying a word.

He looked at Lao Liu's bitter smile. His weather-beaten face had already been plowed with furrows by time and past events, and then a drop of hot tears streaked across his dry face.