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"The first snow in 2002,

Came later than ever,

The second bus parked on the eighth floor..."

The street outside the car does not know which shop is playing the song of Daolang on the stereo,

Simultaneously,

Zhou Ze saw out of the car window,

It started to snow,

roadside,

It was really snowy.

Today is June 27, the summer,

Snowing.

The car arrived at the station again and stopped;

The old man suddenly appeared on the road teeth outside the car. His hands were inserted in the green coat pockets. The liberation shoes stepped on the snow, his body shivered a little, and his mouth kept exhaling white gas.

Before the door closed, Zhou Ze jumped out of the car, which made the bus driver scared and scolded several times, "Find death!"

call…………

cold,

Really cold,

Bright summer,

Suddenly it became winter.

However, Zhou Ze, whose clothes are thin, is not too difficult to accept. He is a man who needs to hug a female zombie every day and even sleeps in the freezer before.

"Young man, it's so hot, so good."

The old man looked at Zhou Ze and said enviously.

"What's going on?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Fake, it's all fake." The old man reached out and picked up a little snowflake and continued: "It's a very simple illusion, you don't want to wake up, if you want to continue watching, I will take you to see it.

For so many years,

I also want to find someone to talk to.

You killed me,

Qualified to chat with me.

How about going on?

If you don’t want to leave, this simple environment won’t catch you. "

The old man said, suffocating his head and walking forward.

He was right,

This is a simple fantasy,

The switch is very blunt, compared to the great horror of "moisturizing things in silence" in Yin Yang album, this situation seems a bit too simple and rough.

But as the old man said,

The value of a student's oil painting is not necessarily entirely determined by the quality of the painting, but also by the status of her father.

This illusion can't trap Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze is just sullen, facing snowflakes, and continues to follow the old man.

He wants to see, he wants to see,

This thing that even one in his body can't kill completely,

This guy who dared to cover the door to chat after being killed,

His true face,

What exactly is it!

Although Zhou Ze's heart,

In fact, there are answers, but still need more confirmation.

The old avatar is opening his heart to him, and Zhou Ze will not refuse people thousands of miles away.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger,

After walking for a while, the old man seemed to be unable to move. On the side of the road, he squatted down, pulled out a dry tobacco rod, tinkered with the tobacco leaves, and then smoked up.

Seeing Zhou Ze standing beside him, he also sent the cigarette rod to Zhou Ze's end, beckoning whether Zhou Ze wanted to smoke or not.

Zhou Ze also squatted down, took out his cigarette and lit it.

Old and young,

Just squatting by the road,

Let the snow fall on their heads, shoulders, and slopes,

Silently smoking a cigarette.

The old man does not speak, nor does Zhou Ze,

But it should come,

Always coming.

"I really want to die, really." The old man spit out a thick sputum on the ground, and then coughed a few times. "I'm tired, really."

The two "really" of the old man revealed a frustration.

I want to die, I can't die,

Such helplessness,

In the eyes of most people, it is a kind of standing and talking without backache, how many others are envious!

Throughout the ages, how many people dreamed of immortality, how many kings were addicted to it, and how many princes and nobles spared nothing for it.

But strange is strange,

Zhou Ze heard it, and the old man said what he said.

He wanted to die,

But he can’t die,

This is not hypocritical, but the most real helplessness buried in the heart of the old man.

"What the **** are you?" Zhou Ze asked again.

"Oh, haven't you seen it yet?" The old man smiled, and the dry tobacco rod knocked on the road. "Or, you have seen it, but you can't believe it, do you?"

The old man's words just fell,

A group of people came across the road,

Holding a banner,

Holding a signboard,

Shouting slogans,

Someone keeps joining,

The shouts resounded through the clouds, dispelling the coldness of this winter and making it hot, like the scorching sun in the sky, and the summer again.

"%%￥￥@!"

"%%...&!"

The slogan is neat,

The first few people, like chicken blood, were flushed and excited.

This team walked in front of Zhou Ze and the old man. Some of them saw the old man and Zhou Ze who were smoking there, and many people showed contempt.

It's like watching a group of numb compatriots, a group of rigid kinsmen,

Love its misfortune, be indignant!

Zhou Ze scratched his head,

The old man laughed,

After laughing, he continued:

"I want to die, why does the person in your body can't kill me, no, he can kill me, but he can't kill me now, or he doesn't want to spend so much energy to kill me. "

The old man stood up while talking,

The dry tobacco rod hit the tree in front of him,

Without landslides, the water flows back,

There is no domineering "Lu Zhishen pulls down the willow",

Instead, the old man shocked himself so much,

Covering his fingers, he jumped on the ground a few times.

"There is also a possibility that he saw that I wanted to die but could not die, so he deliberately kept me alive and let me continue to suffer this kind of torture!

Damn,

I didn't offend him.

He is also cruel. If I don’t die, I will come back in a while, and some people will die because of me. That person doesn’t care. He doesn’t care about human life. He just sees me uncomfortable and would rather let me continue to suffer like this.

It's so vicious, it's a life at all. "

The old man continued to scold.

Zhou Ze saw several people coming out from behind the team. They walked to a car next to them, looking around a Mitsubishi.

The door opened, and two strong men came down from inside. The two people looked at each other for a while, and then the two people left, and the two men who got out got into the car again.

The group of people walked, and stopped next to a Toyota car not far in front.

They seem to see who is sitting in the car,

They started to scold at the people inside through the car window,

Began to scold,

Start education,

He even started spitting.

They are ferocious, they scream Fang Qi, they are passionate, even if they look, they are not very young, bald belly, and old-fashioned tattoos on shoulders.

As the scolding proceeded,

More and more people began to gather around, some were watching, some were filming, some were applauding.

The first few people around the car began to get more and more excited, and the encouragement of the people around them seemed to give them unlimited strength,

They feel that they are well received,

They feel that they respect the highest,

They even feel that

I am glowing!

at last,

One can't control this urge,

He jumped directly on the roof and started to jump.

Shouting while stepping, scolding while jumping,

He was intoxicated,

His ego,

He is unbelievable!

The other person was unwilling to be outdone. He picked up the wrench that was prepared long ago, and in the exclamation of everyone, he directly hit the windshield of the car and fell down!

"Snapped!"

The windshield cracked a large area.

They vent their anger, even if the enemy is thousands of miles away, and even the people sitting inside have ID cards designed exactly like them.

But they felt glorious and great, and in the clamor of the people around him, he felt that he was wielding not a wrench, but a big sword, like a character in a divine drama that various television stations will play late at night.

As if around him,

Howling with bullets,

There is a clamor of gunfire,

There is burning smoke,

He is firm,

Fortitude,

calm,

Time and time again, he lifted his wrench and hit the window and the door,

As if he didn’t smash the car,

It’s an armored tank belonging to the enemy,

He is a Polish soldier,

Playing the charge, protecting his own country, protecting his own nation, and launching a great charge towards the steel torrent!

Although thousands of people go,

This is his belief at this time!

The people around me kept cheering and cheering,

As if they were about to usher in a great victory,

Dawn

Right in front of them!

They will prove their courage, expose their minds, and show their strength!

They are excited, they are boiling, they are so energetic!

at last,

The door was pushed open from the inside,

The people inside got out of the car in shock.

She is a woman with ordinary clothes. On the other side, a girl got out of the car together. The girl was crying, shouting, and scolding.

The woman pleaded with these people,

But the bow did not turn back, and on the battlefield, there was only a charge, no retreat!

They pushed away the woman, continued to smash the car, and yelled at her ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ while pointing at the car's trademark, scolding her despicability, her shamelessness, and her indecent.

Zhou Ze, who was standing by, saw this scene and took a deep breath.

The old man changed a pack of cigarettes and continued to smoke.

"Is it interesting?" Zhou Ze asked.

"The answer you want is here." The old man spit out a smoke ring, "I want to die."

The old man kept saying this, like Xianglin’s wife met everyone and said: I only know that when the snow is snowing, the beasts don’t eat and eat in the mountains and will come to the village; I don’t know that there will be spring...

The woman got up to stop the person who smashed the car.

But the man with the wrench next to him,

But directly hit the wrench down!

"boom!"

The sound of the open head,

crispy,

Also dull,

The woman fell to the ground,

The blood kept flowing out,

In these white winter and snow days,

This smear,

It seemed that dazzling.

Zhou Ze purged his lips and told himself that this was an illusion.

Turning his head, Zhou Ze unexpectedly discovered that the old man who had just stood beside him smoking was gone.

then,

When Zhou Ze looked back at the car,

Seeing the pool of blood,

Reflected the figure of the old man,

His face was haggard,

His eyes are messy,

He is crying,

He was shouting,

He is making trouble,

He begged loudly:

"I want to die,

Why not let me die! "

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