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Chapter 47 The Meaning of Existence

A remote bridge.

No one moves around at night.

"What are you doing! Get off the bridge quickly!"

"Let me die. I can't imagine what it would be like to die normally. If I jump off this bridge, at least it will make my death feel a little bit sad." The old shop fell over the guardrail of the bridge Outside, facing the torrential river, weeping and crying.

"What's the point of having a sense of existence in exchange for life?!"

"You don't understand!" Laopu cried bitterly, "You don't understand how I feel!"

"Okay! Go and die!" Fan Liang showed an indifferent expression and mercilessly uncovered the old shop's scars, "Do you think anyone will remember you if you jump?

Don't be naive!

Do you think anyone cares about the life and death of homeless people?
In their eyes, you are just an unnamed floating corpse on the river. No one cares who you are. Too many people like you die every year.Your only existence is to be recorded in the file, and all you can hope for is that one day your family will report a disappearance case, so that you may be able to get out of the file, and you can be considered a living person. "

"no no!!"

The old shop screamed out of collapse, he might let go and fall into the river at any moment.

"Live on." Fan Liang stretched out his hand, staring into Lao Pu's lifeless eyes, "Only by living can there be infinite possibilities."

"I can't, I can't do it." Laopu cried bitterly.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"I can't, I've tried countless times, I..."

"Isn't it the wrong method you used?"

Laopu was brought into Fan Liang's rhythm without knowing it. After hearing Fan Liang's follow-up words, his body shook violently.

"Why don't you think differently? If you use your unique ability to do something meaningful, will you gain something?"

Laopu's eyes were full of hope for life, and he said with great excitement: "You...can you tell me in detail?"

"If you were a bodyguard protecting politicians, wouldn't you feel like a duck to water because of your absence?"

Laopu's body was shocked again, but his mood suddenly became depressed again, "I'm too old, I can't even protect myself, how can I protect others?"

"This..." Fan Liang scratched his eyebrows, his eyes lit up, "Yes, you can go to the bus to catch the thief, so that the thief will hate you and take revenge on you, what else can prove your existence better than this? "

Laopu's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "Is it true that I won't be beaten to death?"

"I'm just giving you an example. From now on, you can give full play to your imagination and let yourself truly live in this world!"

Fan Liang's words always made people feel ashamed, but Lao Pu's heart inexplicably burned, and he even felt that his aging body was full of vitality.

"Come back." Fan Liang, who had been stretching out his hand, slowly approached the old shop, "Don't you still have Gugu? What would it do without you?
You jump off here now and it's going to be on my plate in a minute, do you really care? "

The old shop's desire to survive gradually became stronger, he showed a smile, "Don't even try to think about it, I won't..."

He grabbed Fan Liang's hand, and with more than 100 kilograms of weight, Fan Liang, who was not ready, was pushed forward and hit the guardrail. The old shop screamed and fell off the bridge.

"..."

Fan Liang's expression froze for a while, and he collapsed and shouted, "Why did you grab my hand without saying hello? Give me some time to prepare, you bastard!"

I hurriedly ran under the bridge, only to see the undulating waves, splashing waves, a shoe floating on the river, but the owner of the shoe was never seen again.

"Old shop~" Fan Liang beat his chest, "Why are you so stupid? Living is such a happy thing, why do you think so hard? Why don't you cherish your life?"

"Isn't it your fault?" There was a black figure standing a few hundred meters away from the shore, Fan Liang leaned over to look, and the wet old shop was staring at him.

"Are you still alive?" Fan Liang looked up at the height of the bridge above the water, feeling incredible.

The old shop replied: "Not only did he not die, he was not injured, but one of his shoes fell off."

"Maybe it's because I'm so insignificant that even the god of death has forgotten me." The old shop smiled wryly again.

"You won't be overwhelmed anymore, will you?"

"No way." Laopu shook his head, "Even the God of Death doesn't want to get involved with me, so why should I have a relationship with him."

Fan Liang immediately seized the opportunity to complain: "Your words really make people want to associate them with bad things."

……

The two returned to the park again, and the old shop took out a plastic bag from the chicken coop (which he built out of weeds and branches), which contained a thousand montage bills.

"This is all my savings." Lao Pu's hands were shaking, his expression was miserable, and his tone made people cry.

"I'll make good use of it." Fan Liang snatched it with all his strength, and almost kicked it.

With his hands empty, the shop owner sighed and said, "Are you really not ashamed to accept this money? You obviously didn't do anything, right?"

"Being a man must be conscientious and keep your integrity... Ah no, credit, do you dare to say that I didn't put in a lot of hard work?" Fan Liang said in a vicissitudes of tone, "I saved your life."

Lao Pu squinted and said, "Are you serious?"

"Could it be fake?" Fan Liang said confidently.

"If I exchange Gu Gu for my money now, is there still such a possibility?" Lao Pu blinked his eyes.

The eyes of the hen who was carried out of the coop suddenly widened, "Cuckoo?"

Fan Liang smiled brilliantly, and asked back, "What do you think?"

……

"Are you serious about what you just said?"

Liu Xiaoxiao looked at the table full of dishes and swallowed her saliva.

"Then it can be fake." Fan Liang picked up a piece of beef.

"Is there too much food?" Liu Xiaoxiao bit the chopsticks (yes, Montaigne also uses chopsticks), "It always feels too extravagant..."

If you have money, you have to squander it, so Fan Liang went directly to the restaurant to fry up a menu, and the money was naturally running out.

"Tomorrow, let's go to the park to meet the old shop." Liu Xiaoxiao said again.

"Why?" Fan Liang was puzzled, "Isn't his commission completed?"

Liu Xiaoxiao said earnestly: "We need to follow up on the follow-up work. As your leader, of course we have to meet the first client of our weird house to see if he has any other needs."

Fan Liang saw through Liu Xiaoxiao's ulterior motives, and said, "You didn't entrust me to come to the door, so you are picking wool on a person?"

Liu Xiaoxiao laughed out loud as an answer.

"He is a homeless man, begging for a living." Fan Liang emphasized.

"I know." Liu Xiaoxiao said with a chuckle, "Different people have different strategies, we can let him install the plan."

(End of this chapter)