Chapter 52: The Undeliverable Delivery (X)

Chapter 52: The Undeliverable Delivery (X)

As a man, it's natural to want to have a red sleeve, but looking at the time of year, you just give up on that idea.

Calling a woman at 8pm to come to a 5 star hotel for an "all nighter", officer?

You think of the old man wandering the streets.

You know the bridge he lives in is being fixed up, he has nowhere to go, so where is he going to rest tonight?

And what he said in the hospital yesterday ......

You don't think you'll be able to sleep tonight with this nonsense, so you put on your jacket, take your room card and walk out the door of the hotel.

You walk quickly towards the spot where the old man stayed during the day, and you are not sure if he will stay there.

It wasn't a place to rest.

You cross several roads in a hurry and are about to cross the last one to look for the old man across the street, when you see the old man on his feet and coming your way.

"Old man, the light is red!"

The red light is on at the side of the road and you look anxiously at the old man who is walking senselessly this way, screaming in anxiety.

The old man was walking nicely, but when he was startled by your shout, he suddenly swayed and fell down in the middle of the road.

You see him lying on the ground, no longer moving, and remembering what happened to the old man, you no longer care about the rule that you can't run a red light, you rush up, bend down and pick up the old man and run ahead.

You have just run away from the spot with the old man in your arms when you hear a harsh braking sound in your ears.

The shocked owner got out of his car and worriedly asked if you had been touched by his car, only to find that you were all fine and then drive away in a cold sweat with a grateful face.

People who witnessed this gathered around and praised you for your bravery in saving the lives of others, except for the old man who looked terrified, standing with a wooden face, staring blankly behind you.

When the crowd has dispersed, you turn around and take the old man's hands and feet to check for problems.

"Lad, you shouldn't have saved me."

The withered old man sighed, "I just didn't want to get up on my own."

"What did you say?"

You are stunned, half back.

Every time you meet the old man, it's early in the morning, and the only time you meet him at night, it's in the hospital.

Apart from that one time, you never paid attention to where the old man was at night and whether he continued to live strong.

Could it be that the old man who fell in the middle of the road yesterday and couldn't get up was not fainting from low blood sugar but, like today, had a death wish in mind?

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The old man's expression was obscure, sitting on the curb with a numb look on his face, "It might still be a relief if you let me run a gauntlet myself."

You see that the old man is in a seriously bad mood, so you leave him like this not knowing what will happen, so you forcefully take him back to that five-star hotel.

The old man, who has no will to live, seems to be pulling you around like a puppet, as if it doesn't matter where you are going, which makes you look suspicious as you pull the ragged old man towards the hotel.

So a little _boy courier in uniform and a homeless man covered in despair were stopped by the hotel security guard at the entrance together.

No matter how much you explain that you are a guest at this hotel and that you brought the old man because you could see that he had a death wish and wanted to get him in a different mood, the hotel's security management would not allow you to enter.

You are standing outside a brightly lit hotel lobby with a wandering old man, and you feel nothing but a biting cold when it is clear that one step forward is the four seasons.

The room card in your hand is waving like your last stubbornness in your hand, but it does nothing.

Several security guards surrounded you like beggars chasing away harassed guests. They told you to change your hotel on the grounds that you would affect the experience of other guests and the style of the hotel, and were willing to give you some compensation, just hoping you would check out.

You are subjected to the gestures and curious eyes of the guests coming in and out, feeling like you are being lambasted over and over again by their cold stares.

The wandering old man, however, seemed to have guessed that this would happen, and at this point did not look humiliated in any way, but instead he laughed and laughed, looking more and more unhinged.

They won't let you in and you don't want to make a scene with an old man, so you end up reluctantly choosing their option and are forced to check out.

The head of security brings you two thousand dollars from the front desk and shoves it at you with a look on his face that you've taken advantage of it, telling you that it's the cost of your returned room and the damages for their breach of contract.

You assisted the old man, snuggled up to each other and walked out of this hotel.

"Think positive, didn't you still get hundreds of dollars for nothing?"

He was given a chance to change his life, but after he got that money, he spent all day drinking, and according to the price level back then, people with more than 100,000 dollars looked at everything as if it was cheap, and he started to be surrounded by a group of drinking friends, at one time eating and drinking, and at another time being persuaded to do various businesses, and finally he was even taken to learn to gamble... ...

In this situation, he was overwhelmed by wealth and became separated from his cousin, who hated him so much that he eventually had to turn his back on him and stopped seeing him.

And he, with more than 100,000 yuan in his hands, wanted to buy and try everything he saw, only to end up with a pile of scrap that might have been worth a lot of money then, but was worth nothing later.

He was encouraged by his friends to start various "business ventures", losing money on everything he did, and eventually the money went to others.

Gambling also changed from small bets to big bets, and big bets to being set up, and the huge sum of over 100,000 was squandered cleanly without two years of work.

When he ran out of money, all his former friends scattered, none of them genuine, and all of them treated him as an ingrate and confused.

Those who despised him back then still despised him even after he won the lottery, and they despised him more and more after he became corrupt and degenerate.

At this time, he was already middle-aged and had achieved nothing, and after two years of paper and gold, he had tried everything and could no longer bear to live an ordinary life.

When he was young, he was able to work hard, but in his old age he was unable to make a living, and occasionally scavenged for a little something to eat, but if he could not, he starved.

When you met him today, the hole in the bridge where he had been sheltering was gone, and although you gave him a bag of pancakes in the morning, by nightfall he was so hungry that he couldn't even walk and couldn't even seek death.

When he thought of his life ending up in this situation, it was all his own fault, and he thought that sooner or later he would either die of illness or starvation anyway, so he might as well die early ......

So after the fall, he lost the will to live and simply lay there and did not get up.

You had no idea that there was such a reason for his "fainting" after the fall, and you have mixed emotions, not knowing what to say.

The old man was really not in a good state of mind, and he talked about things back then upside down, some of which he didn't know whether he was imagining or dreaming, and repeated them many times.

For example, when his cousin persuaded him to take the driving test, he said at one time that he had agreed to do so, and at another time that he had not agreed to do so, and he also said at another time that he had agreed to take driving lessons, but he found it pointless to do so and went back to selling his car, which was illogical and always interspersed with various choices he regretted that day.

If an ordinary person had heard this, he would have thought that the old man was an old lunatic, a lunatic who could no longer tell the difference between dreams and reality.

But you're different, you've been through the time loop several times and when you hear anything like that you think about it.

You begin to wonder if the old man had met the same thing when he was younger and just couldn't stand the tedium of driving for personality reasons, before he chose to sell his car anyway the moment the time loop ended.

Such speculation makes you more cautious about your future choices, because if the old man's "crazy talk" is true, one wrong decision on your part could land you in the same nightmare for the rest of your life.

Half-tempted, half-genuinely seeking advice, you tell the old man what has happened to you and humbly ask for advice on what to do yourself.

"Don't think about it, you're not like me, you can't do the work and you get annoyed as hell when the same thing keeps happening."

The old man's spirits were very poor and his body was even weaker. When one's spirits were relaxed and one had a full stomach, one leaned against the bed and drifted off to sleep.

"The day will be over when all the first day's deliveries have been made, and then the second day's deliveries will begin ......"

Hearing you talk like a psychopath, he speaks as if he is listening to something uncommon, half asleep.

It still doesn't sound anything like what the madman said.

You were supposed to deliver, and you were supposed to finish delivering one day and continue delivering the next ......

Wait?

Your body shudders.

What the old man said was, "Finish the delivery."

So the point shouldn't be how you choose, but to deliver all the deliveries in your hand?

You shake the old man and try to ask more, but the other man is safely asleep, lying in your bed snoring so loudly that no amount of shouting will keep him awake.

With a complicated expression you help him to lie down on the bed, tuck him in, build a bench at the end of the bed, think about the answer the old man gave, and sleep with your clothes on.

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The next day, you are awake again and the first thing you do is go to see the bed.

The wandering old man you helped back last night has disappeared without a trace, and you can find no basis for his existence at all, as if everything you experienced last night was just a dream.

You sit up in a daze, looking at the bench that has been placed on the far side of the room and the quilt that has been placed on top of you, and you feel a sense of not knowing what time it is.

But the next moment you see the uniform hanging on the wall and your eyes grow firm.

There was nothing else to do anyway, so we might as well try what the old man said.

Start today and make sure you get all your deliveries done ......

Not a single piece left!