Chapter 273

"The first snow in 2002,

came later than before,

the second road car parked on the eighth floor..."

In the street outside the car, I don't know which shop is playing the song of Daolang on the stereo.

at the same time,

Zhou Ze saw the snow outside the car window.

it started to snow.

the roadside,

it was really snowy.

Today, it's June 27. In the summer, it snowed.

The car arrived again and stopped;

the old man suddenly appeared on the curb outside the car, put his hands in the pocket of the green coat, and stepped on the snow with his release shoes. His body was a little shaky, and his mouth kept breathing white air.

Before the door was closed, Zhou Ze jumped out of the car, which made the bus driver scold several times "die!"

Whoo

Cold,

it is indeed cold,

the bright summer,

suddenly becomes winter.

However, Zhou Ze, who is thin in clothes, is not too hard to accept. He is a man who needs to sleep with a female zombie every day, even sleeping in an ice chest before.

"Young man, it's very hot."

The old man looked at Zhou Ze and said admiringly.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Ze asked.

"False, all false." The old man reached out his hand, picked up some snowflakes, and continued: "it's a very simple illusion, you don't want to wake up and want to continue to see, I will take you to continue to see.

Over the years,

I want to find someone to talk to.

You killed me,

have the right to talk to me.

How about going on?

If you don't want to go, you can't be trapped in this simple environment. "

The old man said, and began to walk on his own, with his head muffled.

What he said is right,

this is a simple mirage,

the switch is very rigid. Compared with the great horror of "moistening things silently" in Yin and Yang books, this situation seems too simple and rough.

But as the old man said,

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

This dreamland can't trap Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze is just stuffy, facing the snow, and continues to follow the old man.

He wants to see, he wants to see,

this thing that can't be killed completely in his own body,

this guy who dare to come to chat after being killed,

what is his real face,

exactly!

Although in Zhou Ze's mind,

in fact, there is an answer, but more confirmation is needed.

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

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

after walking for a while, the old man seems to be unable to walk. On the side of the road, he squatted down, drew out a dry tobacco rod, agitated the tobacco leaves, and then "smashed it, smashed it" to smoke.

See Zhou Ze standing beside him, he also sent the cigarette rod to Zhou Ze's end, indicating whether Zhou Ze would like to smoke, don't mention it.

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

As soon as they are old and young,

squat on the side of the road,

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

smoke silently.

The old man didn't talk, and Zhou Ze didn't talk,

but the one who should come,

always comes.

"I want to die, really." The old man spits out a thick sputum on the ground, and then coughs several times continuously, "I'm tired, really."

The two "real" of the old man revealed a kind of helplessness.

I want to die, but I can't!

Throughout the ages, how many people dream of immortality, how many kings are addicted to it, and how many princes and nobles are willing to do anything for it.

But it's strange that Zhou Ze heard that what the old man said was from his heart.

He wants to die,

but he can't.

"What are you?" Zhou Ze asked again.

"Oh, haven't you seen it?" The old man smiled and the cigarette pole knocked on the curb. "Or, you can see it, but you can't believe it, can you?"

Just after the old man's voice fell,

a group of people came across the road,

holding up the banner,

playing signs,Shouting slogans,

people are constantly joining in,

shouting, resounding through the sky, dispelling the chill of this winter, making it hot, just like the sun in the sky, summer reappears.

“%%￥￥@！”

“%%…… &！”

The slogans were neat, and the leading people, like beating 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 squatting there smoking and Zhou Ze, and many people showed contempt.

It's like looking at a group of numb compatriots, a group of rigid peers,

mourning their misfortunes, and being angry!

Zhou Ze scratched his head,

the old man laughed loudly,

he continued after laughing:

"I want to die. Why can't that person in your body 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."

As the old man said, he stood up,

the tobacco pole smashed into the tree in front of him,

there was no mountain collapse, ground fissure, water backflow,

there was no "Lu Zhishen pulled down willows" overbearing,

the old man shook himself to the point of pain,

covered his fingers and jumped for several funny circles on the ground.

"There is another possibility. He can see that I want to die but I can't, so he deliberately let me live and let me continue to suffer this kind of torture!

Damn it,

I didn't offend him.

He's really cruel. If I don't die completely, I'll come back later. Someone will die because of me. He doesn't care. He doesn't care about human life, just because I'm not comfortable. He would rather let me continue to suffer like this.

It's so vicious. It's just a matter of looking at people's lives. "

The old man continued to scold.

Zhou Ze saw several people coming out behind the team. They walked to a nearby car and looked around a Mitsubishi car.

The door opened, and two tall men came down from it. After a while, the two groups of people looked at each other, and the other group left, and the two men who got off got on the bus again.

The group walked and stopped near a Toyota not far ahead.

They seem to see who is sitting in the car,

they start pointing at the people in the car through the window,

they start shouting,

they start education,

they even start spitting.

They are impassioned, they are aggressive, they are passionate, even if they look, they are not very young, they are bald, they have old-fashioned tattoos on their shoulders.

As the shouting and scolding went on,

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

Those people who started to surround the car began to get more and more excited. The encouragement from the people around them seemed to give them infinite strength,

they felt that they were popular,

they felt that they respected the highest, and

they even felt that

they were shining!

Finally,

a person can't resist this impulse,

jumps directly to the roof and starts to jump.

He is shouting while stepping on, jumping and swearing at the same time,

he is intoxicated,

he is himself,

he is indestructible!

Another person is not willing to show weakness, picked up the wrench that had been prepared for a long time, and in the crowd's exclamation, he smashed directly at the window windshield!

"Pa!"

The windshield cracked a lot.

they as like as two peas, who are even in the distance, even if the people sitting inside have their identity cards exactly the same as them.

But they think it's glory and greatness. In the noise of the four weeks, he felt that what he waved was not a wrench but a dagger, just like the characters in the Shenju opera that would be broadcasted on every TV station in the late night.

As if around him,

there were bullets whistling,

there was gunfire noise,

there was burning smoke,

he was firm,

resolute,

calm,

he raised his wrench again and again, smashed to the window, smashed to the door,

as if he was not smashing a car,

but an armored tank belonging to the enemy,

he was a wave The Rangers are playing the horn of charge, protecting their own country, protecting their own nation, and launching a great charge towards the flood of steel!

Although tens of millions of people will go on,

this is his belief at this time!

The people around cheered and cheered as if they were about to win a great victory,Right in front of them!

They will prove their courage, show their mind and show their integrity!

They are excited, they are boiling, they are in high spirits!

Finally,

the door is pushed open from the inside and the people in

are scared out of the car.

It's a woman with ordinary clothes. On the other side is a girl who got off the car together. The girl is crying, shouting and scolding.

The woman begged these people constantly,

but the bow did not turn back. On the battlefield, there was only charge, not retreat!

They pushed the woman away, continued to smash the car, and shouted at her, pointing to the car's trademark, and scolded her for being mean, shameless and obscene.

Zhou Ze, standing beside him, saw this scene and took a deep breath.

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

"Interesting?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Here is the answer you want." The old man puffed out a cigarette ring. "I want to die."

The old man kept saying this, like Xianglin's sister-in-law meeting everyone said: I only know that when it snows, the wild animals don't eat in the mountain depression, they will come to the village; I don't know that there will be in spring

The woman got up and went to stop the Smashers.

But the man who took the spanner next to him,

just smashed the spanner down!

"Bang!"

The sound of the head opening the ladle,

crispy,

also stuffy,

the woman fell on the ground,

the blood kept flowing out,

in the white snow day all around,

this red,

seems so dazzling.

Zhou Ze sipped his lips and told himself that it was an illusion.

Turning around, Zhou Ze accidentally found that the old man who was just standing beside him smoking was gone again.

Then,

when Zhou Ze looked at the other side of the car,

saw the blood pool,

reflected the old man's figure,

his face was haggard,

his eyes were disordered,

he was crying,

he was shouting,

he was making noise,

he was crying out:

"I want to die,

why don't I die!"