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Chapter 22 The helplessness at the end of life

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    Guodong came back with large and small bags of ingredients, which were quite rich.  My best friend scolded him, "You bought too much, and Yuyan doesn't have a refrigerator here, so wouldn't it be a waste?"

    But he said nonchalantly: "It's okay. It's autumn now, and these things don't spoil easily. If you eat them for two days, they will definitely be wiped out in one fell swoop."

    I thought to myself, he would still live like that, and he was reluctant to take me out to eat.  I think at the beginning, he was planning carefully, so I completely denied him.  If a person is not generous when making friends, can he expect to spend a lot of money for you in the future?

    The best friend is happy, "That's good, so I don't have to cook. I'll have the first meal with you two."

    I kept my head silent, thinking about how to 'kill' him.  But can he let me relieve my anger smoothly?

    After lunch, my girlfriend left with an excuse.  Guodong wants to go out to see her off.  But the best friend said: "Let Yuyan go out and see me off. You hurry up and clean up the mess."

    Guodong naturally had no objection, he told me to be careful while cleaning up the mess of the meal.

    I didn't want to go out at first, but since my best friend proposed it, I couldn't refuse it.  In fact, I am used to being aggrieved in this small house, and I also want to change the environment.

    My best friend led me downstairs, and there is a small square outside for residents to relax.  She walked over with me on her arm, picked an empty bench to sit down, and warned me a few words.

    "Yuyan, you need to understand the reality of society. Once a person is sick, he loses even his relatives, let alone friends? I looked for your ex-husband. He originally wanted to hurt you, but when he heard that you were suffering from that kind of  I can't help you too much myself, so I have to leave this burden on Guodong. He has a deep affection for you. You have lost him once, so don't be stupid this time. Besides, you  I can¡¯t do without his care from now on.¡±

    I had mixed feelings in my heart, "Didn't he have a girlfriend?"

    The best friend thought to himself: "When I see how he treats you without hesitation, it means that everything is possible."

    My heart moved, and I tentatively asked: "Is that girl really his boss' daughter?"

    "Well, there is no doubt about it. Besides, it was someone who took the initiative to pursue him."

    Inexplicably, I felt a bit miserable, "I want to congratulate him for finding a place where he can 'eat soft food'."

    "Yuyan!" My best friend almost got mad at me, "You have a serious psychological problem at the moment. If you continue to be willful, you will have trouble with yourself."

    My mentality was a bit broken, and I didn't care about my original intention. I said sadly: "At worst, you all leave me. If he didn't come, I might die in the small building now."

    The best friend shook her head sadly, and gave me some reasonable advice.  My heart is very disturbed, where can I listen?

    Guodong came over suddenly.  I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes to prove that I am still strong.

    The best friend stood up, "Are you here?"

    "Oh, I've already packed it, and I went downstairs to get the luggage to dry, and I happened to see you two sitting here."

    The best friend was a little annoyed, "I happened to take Yuyan back. I should go."

    Guodong nodded, "Okay. You go, I will leave Yuyan to me."

    I looked at their words and words coldly, and I thought I was an idiot, why is that so?

    My best friend didn't say hello to me again, and left the community in a hurry under Guodong's watch.

    I stared at her back, feeling cold inside.  She took advantage of Guodong's vanity and successfully dumped the pot.  What she said just now is right, I have become the trouble of the whole world.

    Seeing that I was still sitting on the long chair, Guodong tentatively asked, "It's quite cold outside. Shall we go inside?"

    Only then did I look at him squarely, "Have you made all the beds?"

    He shook his head, "Not yet. I just came out to pick up my luggage."

    I remained calm, "Go get your luggage and make the bed first, and I'll stay later."

    He looked around and agreed to my request, "Okay, you sit here and don't move. I'll be right away."

    As soon as I waited for him to leave the small square, I stood up abruptly.  Since he was worried about something, I had to do that.  I didn't know that a person who was waiting to die had such a strong rebellious psychology.

    I left the small square, and then walked out of the neighborhood, just in time to see the back of my girlfriend who had just left.  I immediately ran in the other direction.  I walked blankly on this busy street, without worrying about the fast-moving motor vehicles passing by, and I didn't feel the pleasure of revenge against Guodong at all.  In the season of remnant autumn, the sky is gloomy, and gusts of cold wind hit me, so I have to tighten my neck and hold my arms, showing a broken flower.Poor look.

    I don¡¯t know how long I¡¯ve been walking. When I was woken up by the cold wind, I didn¡¯t know where I was. Everything around me was so strange. Even if I wanted to go back to the small building that could withstand the cold wind, I didn¡¯t know where to go.  settled?

    Forget it, just go on like this, maybe you will go all the way to the end of your life.  However, along the way I had to take in the hustle and bustle of the world, and somehow a song about 'joy' was playing.  My thoughts were short-circuited, and I forgot the name of the song and the singer. I just thought it was a familiar melody, constantly promoting the theme of "happiness".  There was a desolation in my heart, 'happiness' had gone away from me.  'Happiness', for adults, is a luxury.  Every adult is hypocritical, because they can't cry when they want, laugh when they want, or even collapse, they have to choose the time and place like children.

    The sky gradually turned down, and I was completely tired, but I hadn't reached my own way of life yet.  In the rustling autumn wind, I curled up even tighter, how I longed for a hotbed where I could rest.

    The dream appeared in my mind again, the dream that made my heart palpitate, will reality go the same way with it?

    The street lights are on, there are fewer vehicles on the street, and there are very few pedestrians.  But no one pays attention to me, the poor guy. Even if I die on the street, they will probably hide away.  I was getting colder and shivering all over.  Perhaps, my fate has already been doomed in the dark.  At this time, I miss Guodong a little bit.  Even if he pities me and punishes me, I still hope to lie in his arms.  As far as I can imagine, his embrace is the best destination of my life.

    I'm about to fall, staggering forward

    A tall figure blocked my way and powerfully supported my precarious body.

    I was startled suddenly, and my eyes widened. It was the Guodong I longed for.  I was so relieved that I collapsed into his arms.

    In my residual consciousness, I felt that I was being carried away by him, and my consciousness was intermittent, but he kept walking.  Where is he going to take me?

    My consciousness is blurred again, and I am relieved, the way to heaven, I am not lonely.

    I don't know how long it took, I woke up, opened my sleepy eyelids, the scene in front of me was so familiar, this is not heaven.

    "Yuyan, are you awake?"

    I avoided the familiar face and turned to the other side.

    "Yuyan, you are suffering from the wind and cold again, hurry up and drink some mutton soup to drive away the cold."

    Lamb soup?  Immediately, I smelled a faint smell of mutton, and then realized that what he brought over was the leftover shabu-shabu soup from lunch.

    However, at this time, I was so hungry that I felt cold in my bones, longing for a bowl of hot soup.

    He helped me sit up, and fed me soup with a spoon.  Although I was full of resentment towards him, I enjoyed such care very much at this time.  Another thought came to me, I no longer resisted him, and simply numb myself and accept his charity.

    This bowl of mutton soup is no less than ginger soup, because there are ginger slices in the base, the warm taste penetrates into my heart, the chills disappeared, and I feel sweaty all over.

    He fed me, carefully helped me to lie down, and then covered me tightly with a quilt.  Perhaps I behaved very well, he smiled gratifyingly, and looked at me as if he were examining a conquered man.

    My heart was extremely heavy, and the feeling of being dependent on others emerged spontaneously.  I am a dying person, but I have to bear all kinds of insults before I die.

    A burst of mobile phone ringing brought me back to reality from a sleepy state.  I opened my eyes and saw that I was the only one in this familiar space.  Where did he go?

    I didn't have time to think about it, so I quickly picked up the mobile phone beside the pillow.  Who thinks of me at this time?  Could it be that he's gone and doesn't worry about me?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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