Wen said good day to me as usual and put vegetarian bacon and porridge on the table for breakfast. Kai was pestering me, eager to continue the chess game we couldn't decide the result last night. Maybe he didn't know that I
I've checked him to death several times. Of course, what he doesn't know is that I'm about to die.
When the doctor told me everything, my ears were at a loss. The ringing in my ears was like the chirping of cicadas that seemed both close and distant, covering every word that the doctor twitched his lips. It wasn’t until he whispered my name that I woke up from my dream. He asked
I was asked about my family medical history, whether I had the money to leave this ruined city to go to a big country for medical treatment, and whether I needed to hide my family members, but I just nodded numbly amid intermittent tinnitus and my eyes wandered.
"It seems like there's going to be a sandstorm. Please take back the clothes you hung outside." Finally, I pointed to the doctor's white coat hanging outside the window and said.
I told them I was going on a business trip. I lied. I lost my job a year ago. Without a job in this ruin, I usually only fetch water for people or clean the dust on the house.
I came here to make money, but now I have nowhere to go. I am over forty and have only a few shal coins in savings. It is impossible for me to have the money to go to a big country to treat my disease.
The illness forced me to take this one-way road, and I had to go. I left no note, no luggage, nothing. I rode away empty-handed and never returned.
The crunching sound of horses' hooves on the desert, the noise of sand blown by the wind, and the neighing of strange birds flying across the sky from time to time. All of these finally returned to silence, surrounded by dark woods and steep cliffs.
Devoured.
Where the mountains just begin, the light is small enough to see the stars clearly.
I miss the days when I lay on the hill with you and watched the stars. You asked me if people will turn into stars after death. At that time, I didn’t know how to answer such a beautiful and unintentional question. What would I say now? I
I will tell you that after death, people will turn into stars and become a bright spot in the endless starry sky.
I found a place that could accommodate death. It was a towering cliff, and below it was an open space composed of mud and deathly silence. The top of the cliff was very empty, and even standing below, I could see the endless starry sky through the gaps in the cliff.
When the last moment came, I turned my back to the cliff, then cleared my mind and leaned towards the cliff.
Time seemed to slow down a lot, and the revolving door of life also appeared in my mind.
My city is a city made up of ruins and desert. There is nothing worth remembering here. There are only sand running into your eyes, nose and ears all the time and strange birds and dogs that have mutated.
The civilians in the ruined city want to escape here, but they can't. No one can get out of this ruined desert without any means of transportation. Everyone can only let the sand wind rub their skin into tree bark.
Feeling life gradually passing by in this place abandoned by the gods.
But none of this matters anymore. I will leave here and leave this world. I know this is extremely irresponsible behavior, but I can only do this.
I slowly closed my eyes, there was no pain, just a burst of endless loneliness and emptiness.
.........
"!"
The man opened his eyes, and the intense pain in his body made it extremely difficult for him to even sit up.
But compared to physical pain, inner doubts make men more painful.
"Why am I here..." Looking at the blood constantly leaving on his forehead, the man felt his lips tremble a little.
"Obviously, I was just reading a book and waiting for the train..."
A memory came to my mind. I looked down at a book I had just bought from the bookstore. In front of me was the yellow warning tape and the approaching train.
When the train entered the station, my body seemed to be pushed by a force. Without any time to react, I fell into the railway track.
The train ran over my body mercilessly, like a cutting board pressing on tofu.