Chapter 429

Lao Hao! You come down!

A group of people gathered around the downstairs of the community and looked at the top of the 30 storey building like a joke. Someone shouted.

Hao Zhi rode on the low wall and looked down at the Figure shaking like ants below. The breeze made his old cold legs ache again.

"Oh, what's the matter with this man? Isn't this Lao Hao in our community?" a new person in the crowd said in surprise that the old man is usually talkative. Why can't he think of it all of a sudden?

"Hey, I can't see it. It's said that the old man had schizophrenia since childhood. It's good that he hasn't had an accident for so many years. Now he's old and his son has just got married. It's estimated that he can't stand the loneliness of an empty nest and is ill..." an aunt held her granddaughter and spread the gossip to a group of people around him.

"Old companion! What are you doing?" Wang Yanke went shopping with his son. Just after receiving a call from the police, he immediately drove back.

"Dad!" the son shouted downstairs.

"I'm fine! Really!" Hao Zhi stood on the edge of the building and shouted downstairs, "I just want to go back! Go back to my world!"

"What are you crazy about? Ah, old man, I've been here all my life. Young husband and wife always come to accompany me. Is that how you accompany me?" Wang Yanke accused him of his crime while wiping tears.

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Hao Zhi didn't answer and didn't know how to answer.

"OK! If you're willing to go like this, I'll go with you! Anyway, I've lived enough in my life, my son has given birth to you, and he's married. Wang Yanke is worthy of you. You don't want to live, you go first, and I'll accompany you right away!" Wang Yanke wiped the tears on his face with his fingers and resolutely bumped into the street lamp stalk of the community, Surrounded by several aunts, she hugged her and fell to the ground weeping listlessly.

Hao Zhi felt sad for a while. Indeed, it was not easy for her to follow her all her life. At the beginning, many young masters of rich families chased after her. Luxury cars and foreign houses didn't move her heart. Instead, she stayed with such an ordinary self all her life. She didn't give her a rich life. She survived all the way, looking forward to a stable life and looking forward to her children, I also retired, but I suddenly made this trouble. What's this called?

I think of the night when my son was young. How many nights, Wang Yanke walked around the living room with him, strolling and humming hypnotic music gently. That picture is so warm. What are you still pursuing?

Every birthday, old classmates, old friends, son, Ke Ke and son celebrate for themselves. A birthday song comes and goes, single cycle, in the hotel and at home, how can they get old without singing several times?

The scenes, the happy gatherings and departures, have come so truly. These are not true. What else is true?

However, Hao Zhi also vaguely felt that he was unwilling and unwilling to live such a life. He always thought he should be a hero, at least different. The war in his dream, the fighting in the happy battlefield, and the heroic voyage of the universe are his real life!

"Dad --!" another roar woke Hao Zhi from his fantasy. His son knelt down in the crowd on the 30th floor, tears streaming down his face and couldn't kowtow. "If you think I'm uncomfortable moving out, I'll move back. I'm wrong, Dad! I'm not filial! Can you stop making such a fuss? My mother is old and has cancer... She can't afford to make a fuss..."

After saying that, the son fanned his face from left to right. He saw that Hao Zhi's nose was sour and tears fell out

Behind him, several policemen waiting for the opportunity rushed up and took him down from the low wall!

That's it. Hao Zhi stood at the window at midnight and sighed again. In this life, it's just like this. Some things are slowly passing away, and the water that nourishes dreams has dried up. Just like the fish that fell to the ground that morning, they can only breathe in the real air, but they have no strength to struggle anymore.

Life should be like this.

Stop thinking about those boring dreams, Lao Hao, you are old... He stood alone in front of the window and laughed loudly.

Keke's condition has deteriorated seriously. Pancreatic cancer has developed to the bile duct, and it is all over the face. Hao Zhi never made any fool at the last time. He no longer accepted any harassment information, nor believed any so-called "hint" that he had mentally identified. He just walked on the way to the hospital and home on a regular lunch box.

Sometimes I would buy some oranges, peel them silently in front of Wang Yanke's hospital bed, pick off the white silk thread, and wait for her to wake up from her coma, smash them and feed them to her.

Wang Yanke just smiled happily. Their eyes were scattered. The trivial quarrels in the past life became a wisp of smoke and floated outside the jiuxiao cloud. The sun shone on the white sheets and between their snow-white hair, reflecting a dazzling light

"Ke Ke, you have suffered with me all your life..." Hao Zhi whispered with infinite emotion when there was no one in the ward.

Ke Ke stretched out her withered and wrinkled hand and gently stroked the wrinkles on his face. Who said, I'm very happy.

Hao Zhi nodded and pulled up Ke Ke's yellow and fragile hand, just like the little hand she raised at the wedding, put on the wedding ring gently and swear to each other that I will belong to you all my life

"Now, I swear, I have done it. In the afterlife, I hope we can have another chance to be together..." Ke Ke slowly closed his eyes, and a drop of clear tears fell on the pillow and on the life monitor, marking the pulse of the heartbeat and becoming a straight line

Hao Zhi was ten years old overnight and his body was bent!

His memory began to deteriorate, but he still remembered that he went to the hospital to pick up Wang Yanke's relics, put them into a large plastic bag bit by bit, and then bent over and walked slowly home.

When crossing the street, he looked up very hard and saw the crowds walking across the street, young, lively and beautiful people, girls and boys aged 15 or 16, so beautiful. And the old man, down and down, accelerated his pace, so that he could barely cross the intersection before changing the light.

Life is so cruel

When Hao Zhi got home, he simply cleaned up the house, took out the house property certificate, passbook, bank card and so on, put them in a large plastic bag and put them on the table in the living room. This is something for his son.

Then, he went out alone and struggled to get on the bus. Once again, he came to the psychological clinic. The fat doctor still sat in that chair, and his body looked fatter. Because he was fat, he didn't appear to have many wrinkles.

"You're back again..." he said politely to Hao Zhi.

Lao Hao bowed his head and didn't speak. He put his hand into his arms and touched it. Suddenly, he pulled out a revolver and pointed the black and shiny muzzle at the doctor's head.

"You, what are you doing?" the fat doctor shouted in panic.

Hao Zhi smiled and showed his ruthlessness when he was young: "you personally identified me as schizophrenic, so I won't bear any legal responsibility if I kill you now. I want you to do something for me..."

Then he took out a piece of white paper and a pen from his pocket and threw them in front of the fat doctor: please draw a heart for me!