People who experience pain, those who experience that kind of pain are those who have given sincerity.

The pain of heartbreak, cramps, the pain of soul withdrawal, and the pain of spirit collapse makes people unable to breathe even if they curl up into a ball.

People who have never loved deeply and have not been abandoned like garbage cannot experience the feeling of heart-wrenching pain and bone-like pain.

Since the day of breaking up, the sky has been no longer colorful, the world is gray, and everything around me has been dyed with a faint gray color.

There is no hope, no vague future, no end of life, just like a lonely person, in an endless desert, no matter how long he travels, he cannot see people or water, and there is endless despair and endless silence.

The crowds are like the sea, but I can’t feel the noise; the city is prosperous, but I can’t feel the warmth and coldness.

Although he was reluctant to admit that he was garbage, he seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.

Even though I was walking under the scorching sun, I felt a coldness in the sea of ​​people.

Zhu Li walked on the street in a daze and lost, heading towards her rental house.

"Hey, young man, just walk and look at me, you step on my book." A sudden scream that could tear my eardrums suddenly rang out. An elderly hawker rushed towards him and pushed Zhu Li away roughly, causing him to stagger and almost fall to the ground.

Zhu Li stabilized her figure and looked at the vendor innocently.

The elderly hawker grabbed the book that Zhu Li accidentally stepped on, and kept slapping the dust on it while staring at Zhu Li with a cannibalistic look.

Zhu Li could see clearly that there was a light shoe print on the book, and it was cleaned. I wonder why the old man got so angry.

"Don't you have eyes? Who will compensate if the book is trampled?" Ignoring Zhu Li's surprise, his innocent expression, the old man continued to shout at Zhu Li aggressively.

The other vendors around and the passing pedestrians seemed to have an indifferent look on their faces except for the funny look of watching the fun.

He had no intention of arguing with the old man, after all, it was not easy for anyone to make a living.

Zhu Li, who was in a low mood, said in a hoarse voice: "How much does this book cost? I bought it. Is this OK?"

You really buy it?" The old man's brain suddenly turned a little bit. He looked at Zhu Li's bright eyes that were almost free of any impurities. He still confirmed whether he had heard it wrong.

"The price is reasonable, I bought it." In order to prevent hawkers from raising prices, Zhu Li added.

"This Shanhai Jing is a hardcover book. If you go to the bookstore, it will cost at least a few hundred yuan. Although my book is an old book, it is not a single page. If you get cheaper, you will sell you thirty yuan. How about it?" The old man's expression changed and he immediately entered the role.

In fact, everyone knows what old books are like. They are purchased at the price of waste paper, that is, they are purchased at weight. The purchase price will only cost two yuan if it is too much.

"Fifteenth." Zhu Li habitually bargained at the halfway point.

"Fifteen? How is this possible? This is a hardcover book." The vendor exclaimed slightly exaggeratedly, his turbid old eyes turned gurgling: "Young man, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. If you really want it, take it away at twenty-five."

"Fifteen, if you are willing to sell, I will buy it." Zhu Li insisted.

Bargaining in business is common, especially for roadside vendors, they often encounter people who bargain. He thought that he would make a move, and the other party would make a move at least, but the reality was beyond his expectations. Zhu Li was just a bargaining price and refused to give in.

"Hey, young man, I've given up a step even though I'm so old, you can't add more?" The old man began to use tricks and pretended to be pitiful.

"Uncle, if I hadn't stepped on this book, do you think I would buy it? You'd better not sell it?" Zhu Li looked indifferent. As long as the other party said the word "no", he promised to turn around and leave. He had no intention of buying old books, but just to make up for his mistakes. He didn't want the old man to continue to tangle, so he decided to buy it.

"I'm losing money, I'm losing money. I don't have any business today. I'll just be familiar with it. I hope you will come again next time." The old man handed over the ancient Shanhai Sutra, pretending to be helpless, while muttering.

Zhu Li paid the money and took the Shanhai Jing. She was about to step away when suddenly the street was in chaos. She headed towards the direction of the rental house. The crowd suddenly became chaotic like a burst of chaos.

"Is he crazy? Run away, this crazy person."

"What the hell is going on?" A passing man asked in confusion the few acquaintances who were fleeing over in a panic.

"Run, my uncle Deng, Xiao Zhang, who is the forklift, is crazy. Now he is driving the forklift everywhere, and he has already killed several people. Hey, this world is such a good young man, he will be crazy if he says he is crazy." A kind aunt, seeing Mr. Deng's trembling appearance, hurried forward to support him and sighed repeatedly.

......

The police sirens roared, and the police car rushed here like a rush and lightning.

It was bustling just now, and the crowds were bustling, and the wolf suddenly ran and became at a loss. Crying and crying could be heard, mixed with the sound of wailing.

The vendors on this street didn't believe it at first when they heard the news, but as they fled, more and more people cried, they also panicked, packed their things in panic, boarded the tricycle, and fled like a swarm.

The old man who sold the books also hurriedly packed his old books. Maybe he was old and was not as good as he was, but he was not as energetic as he was just now. He was in a hurry. As soon as he was put in the car, he had not turned around yet, but he fell to the ground.

The roaring sound of the forklift was clearly heard. Through the front window of the forklift, you can see that it was a young man in his 25 or 6 years old. He had a haggard face and a ferocious look. He looked at the crowd running around with a sneer like revenge on the corner of his mouth, and he was like a demon.

"Forklift, stop quickly, otherwise we will deal with the extreme." Three, four, seven, and eight policemen came to the police car and pulled out their pistols and aimed at Xiao Zhang on the forklift. A policeman holding a loudspeaker, warned at Xiao Zhang, the forklift driver while evacuating the flow of people.

But the young man named Xiao Zhang seemed to have completely sunk. He ignored the police's warnings and still drove the forklift to the maximum speed, crashing into the crowd frantically.

By chance, the forklift crashed towards the place where Zhu Li was standing. Zhu Li was about to dodge, but from the corner of her eyes, she suddenly saw the old man, the elderly hawker who sold books to him.

"Ah, no." The old man looked terrified

screamed in surprise.

This stubborn old man is almost gone and he is still protecting those old books desperately.

The forklift roared, unstoppable, and rushed towards the old man who sold books with a storm. Zhu Li was just an ordinary person, and avoiding danger was the subconscious reaction of ordinary people. But somehow, the old man reminded him of his deceased grandfather, the old man who was full of wrinkles on his face and was petty about others when doing some small business.

However, such an old man was extremely generous to him. After working in a small business for a day, he was reluctant to eat dumplings, rice noodles and the like next to the bowl of the street, but he spent all the money saved on him.

If grandpa was still alive, he should be older than this old man, and a heat current silently gathered in his heart.

Since the breakup, Zhu Li has become cold, as if she has been abandoned by the whole world, and she cannot feel the warmth or the beauty.

Thinking of his deceased grandfather, the heat surged in his heart was the only warmth he felt over the past period of time.

I don’t know where he got the courage, or was confused by his own devils. Zhu Li stuffed the Shanhai Sutra he bought into her waist and rushed towards the old man selling books at a speed that ordinary people could not reach.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Xiao Zhang's extreme discooperation finally made the interceptor lose patience. The gunshot suddenly rang and shot towards Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, his cold smile froze on his face, chest and forehead, and the cold and bloody scene made people shocked.

Seeing that the forklift that had just lost control was about to hit the old man selling books, the old man suddenly felt a force pushing towards his waist. His body fell to the side uncontrollably, just avoiding the direction of the forklift crashing.

That's right, Zhu Li, the person who pushed the old man away with force. The old man reminded him of his grandfather. Family affection was the only warm light that gave him at this time. He didn't want to see the old man die, so he subconsciously chose to do this.

Although the old man escaped the fate of being knocked away, what about Zhu Li?

"Bang"

This was not the sound of gunfire, but the sound of Zhu Li's head hitting the window glass in front of the forklift. Zhu Li felt herself flying up, and a powerful force emerged, making him unable to help.

Good people don’t live long, maybe it’s not suitable to use them here, but that’s the case. Zhu Li’s body fell into the air and fell to the fences on both sides of the street.

This is a community street. The fence is made of steel bars. The top of the fence is cast into sharp arrows like javelins. Once it falls on it, the consequences can be imagined.

No miracle reappeared, just as the old man selling the book was stunned and frightened, Zhu Li's body happened to hit the gun head of the fence, "Puchi, puchi..."

In addition to his head, Zhu Li's body was completely pierced by the fence, and blood splattered, accompanied by countless screams, the scene was extremely tragic.

He twisted his head in a daze. He didn't believe that things could be so coincidental and his luck was so bad. Didn't it mean that good people would be rewarded? He just sacrificed himself for others and repayed his grievances with kindness. In the blink of an eye, he ended up like this.
Chapter completed!