Crazy Psychologist

Chapter 739 is about to die
The night is clear, but no matter how clear the night is, it cannot make everyone sleep peacefully.

The throbbing of the night urges the sadness that can still be hidden during the day, and the loneliness that can be hidden during the day, to rush to the depths of the smoky path together.

In an alley in Qinglu, a man was running aimlessly, his steps were heavy and weak, his eyes were empty and tired, all the scenery passing his line of sight were like dust getting into the old floor, and he himself seemed to see A world after life is broken and withered.

The sky was low and the wind was raging.The wood sorrel on both sides of the alley huddled behind the thick weeds like leeks, trying to disappear as much as possible, letting the darkness swallow the running man as much as possible.

The man's mood no longer has the slightest nostalgia. Life, ah, is an embarrassing deception.

He remembered this poem he had read somewhere when he was a teenager, perhaps in a language book.

The brain on the shoulder is still in place, but the man can no longer feel that the brain still exists. He continues to run aimlessly, and continues to be a lost mouse in the dark alley.

Life--a frustrating deception.

Where did you read this sentence?On weekdays, a man is not a person who loves literature. He plays games, watches movies, and is busy doing business to make money. There are so many things worth being busy, how can he have time to pick up a book to read?
After graduating from university, the man stopped reading, and occasionally went to the bookstore to read a few best-selling books. When he saw the densely packed fonts neatly arranged on the white paper, the man's heart was like a ship on the sea, churning and stirring. Before the mast was about to be broken, the man finally closed the book in a panic, pretending to be nonchalant and looking at the scholars around him, sighing in his heart——reading has never been suitable for me.

The university is also the kind of small college whose name sounds like a big name, but actually can't even be ranked in the top three. The atmosphere of studying in the university is not as good as that in high school.

Thinking about it this way, this verse circling in my mind and turning up the volume more and more unscrupulously must have been read somewhere in high school or earlier.

Suddenly, he thought of Daudet's "Last Lesson", maybe this line appeared in that text?In short, it seems that it has something to do with Dude.

After racking his brains, he couldn't figure out where and when this line of verse, which can be used as a portrayal of his current life, entered his memory.

Life--a debilitating deception.

Now he is in this deception, let his soul go back, and is about to die.

A clear, sharp thought penetrated the night, and when he saw a dilapidated six-story building in front of him, he was sure that his life had reached the last moment of extinction.

I will go out, will go out.

Unexpectedly, before death arrived, he ran in such a state of embarrassment for nearly four and ten minutes, running wildly along the promenade around the sea. Wearing a black sports jacket and brown sports shorts, he really looked like a young man in this city who likes to run at night. people.

Yes, he is still young, he is only 23 years old, the big time has just begun.

No, there will be no more years, no future, no future.

He will be extinguished, suffering from the here and now, the breathing that is no longer natural, not from fatigue from running, nor from any physical illness.He is healthier than the young people he met on the road, young and strong, and he is just at the age where he can show his ambitions and move forward courageously to reach various goals in life.

His breathing was riddled with holes because of a woman, as if there was a cactus in his lungs, and every breath was like someone shooting a "thousand arrows" in his body.

That's right, it was that woman who ruthlessly played this card in his body, that romantic deception, that complete defeat that he calculated the whole world but didn't expect to be calculated by her.

He was defeated without dignity, like a thief who had done bad things, a prisoner who threw away his armor and armor and ran away with his head like a mouse.

Damn it, if there weren't so many people running around the sea walk, how suitable for death's rose bed is the rolling water.

However, now, his wish is about to come true, the Pandora's box of this deception, if he opens it, he has to crush it with his own hands.

Standing under the sea breeze and salty May night sky, the sky around the sea is as dark and ruthless as the sea in this city, and there is no vitality injected into the heart of the woman a thousand kilometers away.

Such a woman, she has whitewashed the past few months so that it is so heart-pounding and sweet as honey.

Suddenly, the night fell silently, there was no wind around, and there were no fallen leaves. What fell on the stone floor of the alley was the night sky above his head.

Broken, shattered by the dull and ugly fragrant lips and the autumn pond rising every night, the last lively night is about to come to an end.

He wanted to cry. When he knew that the woman he loved was just cheating him, the first thing he thought of was crying, crying while hugging a big tree, crying on the roof, crying on the steering wheel.

But there were people around the big tree, the silence on the roof mocked in the dark night, and the only private space in the car, her fragrance lingered for a long time, and the smell had already made him vomit unbearably.

As a result, the death bell is particularly quiet, lonely, and unbearable.

The walls of the small dilapidated six-story building have already been peeled off, like a person who has lost their skin, one floor after another.The dust on the bars in the corridors was broken chains, and they sang before him and lamented behind him.

Life--a frustrating deception.

The iron door on the top floor was ajar, the man smiled, and the power that prevented him from staying in this world finally disappeared quietly, the door of hell was opened for him, and he no longer needed to doubt the arrangement of fate.

Jump down, once and for all.

There are already enough regrets, falling in love is so pleasant, the feeling of being together is so wonderful, love at first sight, how could it become a scam.

After driving more than 1000 kilometers to her city, she hugged him in her arms and told her lovesickness till dawn.

After meeting for just a week, they decided to stay together.

He drove back to Yaohai where he was born, quit his job, and racked his brains to find a new job that would allow him to stay in the city where his lover was forever.

It won't be long before his flexible business mind can make their small family happy.

But he was wrong, the second time he went to that desperate city again full of joy, the woman told him that she couldn't, she not only had a family but also a child, everything was wrong.

Big joke isn't it?He became a third party, the kind of despicable person that he was most shameless.

What about love?What about a lifetime promise?Is it just a game on her whim?

Life--a frustrating deception.

He was vulnerable, yes, vulnerable, and this night, he decided to end all pain.

(End of this chapter)