My 26-year-old female tenant: Gufan on the Island

I raised my head and looked in a direction based on intuition. The sun had lost its power and was hanging behind a tall building that had not yet been completely built. There was a shadow under the tall building, but outside the tall building, the ground was golden...

I felt a sense of laziness in my body. I squinted my eyes and took a puff of the cigarette. Then I said to Robben on the other end of the phone: "Tomorrow is the first day of the Chinese New Year. Do I have to take this job?"

"If others don't answer, we won't answer either. Who will give the deceased a sense of final ceremony and dignity?"

"No, someone really picked this day..."

"Look at how narrow-minded you are... The most uncontrollable things in the world are life and death. How can I give you a chance to choose... Besides, with such a large population base in China, 10 million people die every year. On average, That's more than 27,000 every day... If you haven't seen it, it just means you don't know enough. Don't blame people for dying on the first day of the Lunar New Year..." After a pause, Robben said again: "To be precise, yes Die today and start working tomorrow."

"I admit that I don't have enough vision, but I have the right to choose to refuse this matter... Next year will be my birth year. Thinking of the unfortunate things that may happen, I feel scared. I really don't want to start the new year. One, let’s do this again…”

Robben was silent at first, then lit a cigarette and replied: "People like us are loved by no one and have no money... To put it bluntly, we have a cheap life. The cheaper a person is, the harder his life will be... ...So, you have to look at this in reverse...the lower you make yourself, the less likely you will encounter those unfortunate things...because no matter how bad it is, it can't be any worse."

"Master Luo, is everything you said true?"

"It's true."

Seeing that I was showing signs of relenting, Robben hurriedly added: "If this matter hadn't happened on the first day of the new year, we really wouldn't have been able to take on this job... In business, it's important to find every opportunity, and pick up the markets that others don't want. Build your own reputation, spread your reputation... and once word spreads, our business will start to take off."

I really want to interrupt Robben. I'm afraid he has forgotten that he is in the funeral industry. The essence is the pain of farewell to relatives. And there has never been a good name in the world that is related to pain. Therefore, this industry can do Good service, good reputation, but not a good reputation... But Robben became more and more enthusiastic when talking, so that I didn't even have a chance to interrupt him. In a daze, he had already planned his business to a one-stop funeral service. On the blueprint, he not only wants to hammer out, but also buy funeral cars, sell urns, and speculate on cemeteries... And the original intention of rock and roll seems to have died on this blueprint of a one-stop funeral service.

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally got the chance to talk and said, "Are you serious about it this time? ...Where is your rock and roll dream? You have boasted to me more than once, saying that you want to do Chinese music." The most awesome rock singer in the music industry.”

I couldn't see Robben's expression on the other end of the phone, but I could probably imagine that he must also be confused. Because of his confusion, his eyes were wandering, so it took a long time before he said to me: "Death rock is also rock... I would rather play with Dealing with death, I don’t want to find dreams in the right and wrong of life... Sometimes life is more illusory than death... So, looking at it, this world is full of dreams that cannot be realized, and the love that cannot be obtained can never be satisfied. selfish desires... Death is the real finality, there are no variables, no recurrence, only absolute fairness."

I was greatly shocked because it was the first time in my life that I heard such a discussion. This discussion was contrary to my philosophy. I hate death and am afraid of death, so even though it is so painful, I still live on; and Robben seems to want to break through. Due to the genetic blockade, at least at this moment, I did not feel his fear of death. He seemed to be standing on another level, staring death in the face.

Just when I wanted to say something, Robben said again: "The client is a big boss in construction. He won't treat us badly. As long as we go there tomorrow, send his father off for the last time, he will give us five times the market price... I’ve been eating instant noodles for almost a month. If I take this order, I’ll eat hot pot and mutton for a week.”

Just a moment ago, I felt that he was standing at a level that did not belong to me, but in an instant he was out of touch with the world. I couldn't help but feel speechless and unbelievable that there was such a person in this world who could act so coquettishly: he was not even afraid of death, but was afraid of eating. Instant noodles!

After a long while, I said to him: "If you want to eat hotpot mutton so much, come over and have New Year's Eve dinner together... I'll find a place where you can eat hotpot mutton."

"No, those knocking equipment haven't been finished yet... I have to go find Xiao Wu."

"Dedicated!"

"If you do something, you must love it. Just learn from it."

……

After the discussion about death, the world suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the wind blowing. It blew a burst of firecrackers from far away, and also blew a burst of delicious meat from the windows of thousands of households. .

I felt somewhat lonely, and then I turned to look at Le Yao, who had been sitting next to me. She opened the red envelope I gave her, pouted and said to me: "I have never seen anyone more stingy than you. There is only sixty cents in it... Where did you find the fifty cents and ten cents?" Money? It’s no longer circulating in the market, right?”

"I plan to give this red envelope to myself. No one will give me a red envelope this year... When I am alone, I can pretend that I am not alone... But in the end, I still give this red envelope to myself, so it doesn't matter how much it is. Money…do you understand what I mean?”

Le Yao looked like she didn't understand, and then replied: "But in the end, you gave me this red envelope... So, I am just a surprise to you."

"It's always been an accident...meeting unexpectedly, celebrating the New Year together unexpectedly...It can be foreseen that if we hadn't stayed away from each other until death, there would have been many accidents in the future..."

Le Yao lay on her legs and seemed to be holding back her laughter. She failed to hold it back and finally laughed out loud.

I glanced at her, then imitated her tone and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"A word suddenly occurred to me."

"What word?"

"You said accident, of course it's a word related to accident."

"That's what you said."

"I can't say it..."

After saying that, she laughed louder, then suddenly stopped laughing, and just stared blankly at the deserted street... A gust of cold wind blew by, blowing the hair on her temples, and also blowing the hair in her hand. of banknotes...

I don’t know when this gust of wind will stop; I want it to stop, but I don’t want it to stop, so my thoughts begin to be dialectical, and I get stuck in the whirlpool of movement and stillness... At this moment, life seems to change. It became a rolled up white paper, unfolded by the wind, but infinitely long.

Death may not really be terrible. What is terrible is that in these long years, no one is willing to write or draw on the white paper of life for you. It doesn't matter what you write, you can just doodle.

I finally said to Le Yao: "This sixty cents was given to me by a good friend of mine... At that time, we were still in elementary school, and he fell in love with an eraser of mine... The market price was fifty cents. Because he liked it, I sat down and raised the price and asked for 60 cents... Before I could spend the 60 cents, he drowned in the pond near the school because of his playfulness... So, this 60 cents I kept it...it was the only thing that connected us."

Le Yao looked down at the banknotes in his hand and said, "No wonder it's so old... It's a bit old, but it's worth a thousand pieces of money... But why did you give it to me?"

"do not know……"

"do not know?"

After a long time, I looked up at Le Yao, and whispered: "Maybe it's because you are like him... you seem to be able to see the loneliness in my heart, and then appear next to me when I feel lonely."