Age of Clowns

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"Cough cough cough......"

In a dark office, laughter suddenly stopped with a dry cough. It was a crowded office, with bookshelves everywhere, filled with books and materials, blocking the warm sunlight, and only a faint light could barely shine through. Bright here.

The laughter finally stopped. A man and a black woman sat in the room. They were silent for a long time. The man stared at the woman in front of him and said:

"Is it because I think too much? Or is it because the world is getting crazier?"

The black woman nodded and said: "The atmosphere outside is indeed a bit tense now. Everyone is very depressed. Everyone is struggling in this world. People can't find good jobs. Today's world is really difficult. "

"What about you, how are you? Do you keep writing in your diary?"

The man smiled and said, "Yes, ma'am."

The woman looked at him and said, "Very good, did you bring the diary?"

The man took a puff of cigarette and remained silent.

"Arthur, I remember I told you last time that I asked you to bring the diary. Can you show it to me?" the woman looked at Arthur and said.

Arthur took a puff of cigarette, then carefully took out a notebook from the side and said:

"I use this as a diary and also as a record of my jokes. They are all interesting thoughts and observations. I remember that I told you that I wanted to be a stand-up comedian."

The woman took the diary, opened it seriously and said, "No, you didn't."

I just opened two pages of paper and it said:

"I just hope that my death is more valuable than my life."

The woman glanced at it, then stared at Arthur, closed the diary, and handed it back to Arthur: "How do you feel about having to come here every week?"

"Would it be helpful for you to have someone to talk to?"

Arthur glanced at the woman, smiled, lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette.

"I think it feels much better than being locked up in a hospital, than being locked up in a cage."

The woman looked at Arthur and asked, "Have you ever thought about why you were locked in a cage?"

Arthur's eyes began to dim, as if he remembered some bad memories, but he just smiled and said, "Who knows."

"It's just that I was wondering if you could ask the doctor if he could increase the dosage of the medicine for me."

The woman glanced at Arthur, lowered her head and began to write something on the paper, and said while writing:

"Arthur, you're taking seven different medications right now, something has to be useful."

Arthur said in a low voice: "I just don't want to be so sad anymore."

On the streets, there are always some unknown hidden corners under the bustling city. In these corners, all kinds of low-level people live, including workers, servants, gangsters, and homeless people.

A dilapidated bus bound for a hidden corner is driving on the road. Most of the people sitting on the bus are low-level people. Their clothes are shabby, gray, and their faces are sallow and indifferent.

A ray of sunlight shone on the window, and Arthur pressed his head against the glass, greedily enjoying the sun and a moment of peace.

At this time, Arthur noticed that a little black boy in the front seat was staring at him. There was no discrimination in his eyes, only a trace of curiosity.

Arthur felt that he was respected, he liked this little boy very much, and he wanted to tease this boy.

Arthur put his hands on his face, blinked, and made a face with "ha". The little boy chuckled, seeming to be very curious about Arthur's antics.

But at this moment, a fat black aunt turned her head and looked at Arthur angrily and said:

"Can you please stop molesting my child?"

Arthur was stunned and quickly explained: "I didn't harass you, I just..."

"Shut up! That's enough!" The black aunt gave Arthur a look and ignored him. For this aunt, only rich people can tease their children. For the two poor people on the bus, she didn't want her to children have anything to do with them.

"Pfft hahahahahahahahaha"

Arthur was frightened and laughed uncontrollably.

The black aunt turned around and looked at Arthur unhappily and asked, "Do you think what I said is ridiculous?"

Arthur was stunned, and quickly took out a card and gave it to the black aunt and said: "I'm sorry, I have... Hahahahahahahahahaha."

The black aunt took the card with disgust and looked at the words on it:

Please forgive me for laughing,

I'm sick:

This disease causes sudden, continuous, and uncontrollable laughter that does not match the mood of the person involved. Patients usually have brain damage or neurological diseases.Thanks.

The black aunt was stunned for a moment and quickly returned the card to Arthur. She didn't dare to look at Arthur again, as if she was afraid of getting into trouble.

The bus fell silent again, with only the sobbing laughter coming...

Night falls again, and on the dark street, a man carrying a burden is walking slowly on the road. He is thin, with long hair shawl, and pale skin. He is carrying a bag of old medicine in his hand, which is rickety. Walking on the steps, no one around looked at him.

After walking through a long and dark street, he entered a slightly dim apartment, which was his home. He took out a key from his pocket and carefully opened the mailbox in front of the door, but it was empty inside.

He raised his head and glanced at the elevator. It seemed that no one was repairing the elevator today. He could only walk up the stairs step by step. Dragging his tired steps, he slowly walked to the door of his home and patted the stiffness hard. face.

"Mom, I'm back!" He seemed particularly energetic at this time, changing from the fatigue just now.