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

I saw Robben in an alley near the bar street; if Xiaowu hadn't been sitting next to him, I would have almost not recognized him. His facial features had been beaten out of shape, especially his eyes, which were like two bitten peaches, swollen and irregular. His right leg really looked like it was broken, and it was drooping weakly...

I shouted, and he looked back at me, then suddenly took a mask from the other side and put it on his face. I walked in and took a look, and it turned out to be a Monkey King series mask, with a crown attached to the mask, and two feathers on the crown, pointing to the sky, as if he was very unconvinced and had to gesture a few more times.

I suddenly didn’t know how to talk to him, and then turned my attention to Xiaowu.

Xiaowu looked at me helplessly and said, "We have been sitting here for almost half an hour. He refused to go to the hospital... He asked me to go across the street and buy a mask. Whenever someone passed by this alley, he would put it on his face."

Robben turned to look at Xiaowu and said angrily: "Go to the hospital, go to the hospital... go to the fucking hospital..."

Xiao Wu said to me even more helplessly: "Look, you're anxious again!"

"I don't have money, and neither do you... Are you going to go to the hospital and throw his face there as medical expenses? If you're willing to throw it, will anyone want it?!"

After saying that, Robben slapped himself twice, as if to express that his face was worthless.

At this moment, I could especially understand his inner pain, so I sighed and said, "Stop blaming each other here, go to the hospital first, I have money."

"Don't pretend, CC must have transferred the money to you so that you can be a good person."

"CC did call me and did say that he would transfer 10,000 yuan to me, but I know your character too well, so I didn't take it."

"If CC hadn't given it to you, if you had more money in your pocket than Xiaowu, I would have said you were successful!"

"Didn't I tell you about winning the lottery?"

Robben was stunned for a moment, then replied: "I think I said that, but who knows if you are joking or not."

I found the transfer record of the Welfare Lottery Center on my phone and showed it to him. Robben was silent for ten seconds, then put his hand on my shoulder and said through gritted teeth: "Hurry up and take me to the hospital, my leg will be broken!"

……

I used the last 10,000 yuan I had left to prepay Robben's medical expenses. After a series of examinations, it was confirmed that Robben had a fracture in his right leg and needed to have surgery on a later date...

He was lying on the hospital bed, still wearing the mask, but in order to make it easier to lie on his back, he did not wear the crown... The patients in the same bed all stared at him as if he was a fool.

I didn't know what he was feeling. I felt very uncomfortable, so much so that after a long while, I finally said to him, "We need to call the police about this."

"It's useless. You didn't see that alley. There wasn't a single surveillance camera... And they did it in a dirty way. They put a sack over my head and started beating me. I couldn't even see their shadows clearly."

"It must have been premeditated to block you in that alley."

"That's right, it was those bastards from the bar association who did this behind the scenes...I haven't had any grudges with anyone since I came to Suzhou."

"You know who it is, but you don't want to call the police. What are you going to do about this?"

Robben sat up straight and said in a cold voice: "If I don't chop off his hand when I get the chance, I won't be called Robben."

Robben was cruel enough. The few patients who were originally looking at him suddenly didn't dare to look at him anymore. He lay on his back on the hospital bed again and was silent for a while.

This kind of silence is actually quite scary, because he is not in a hurry to vent his hatred through words, which proves that if there is such a chance, he really dares to chop off the other person's hand.

I also fell into silence, and after a while I spoke up: "Don't rush to chop off that grandson's hand. First find a way to pay back the medical expenses I paid. This is the only money I have left, and I'm counting on this to go to Luoyang."

"You won the lottery, how can you be short of more than 10,000 yuan?"

"You win a lot, but you spend it fast."

"Why are you going to Luoyang? Didn't Le Yao go back to Beijing?"

"It has nothing to do with her. It has to do with what she left there."

"Can't you just say it straight?"

"When will you pay me back? I'll tell you straight away... If you refuse to pay me back, I won't even be able to afford a train ticket. There's no point in talking about this."

Robben was silent at first, then he sighed and replied: "If I had any spare money, I would have paid it back to you... It's not that I don't want to pay it back, I really live worse than a dog... If you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner. If you beat me, you only need a sack."

No wonder Robben wears this mask. After saying this, tears were seen falling between the mask and his face, but Robben did not choke, he just clenched his fists.

"Do you regret it? Do you regret having such a big grudge against the Bar Association?"

"No regrets. If I were given another chance, I would still beat him up without hesitation..." After a short pause, Robben continued, "I only regret that I was soft-hearted at the time. I had an ashtray at hand, and I should have used it to blow his head off."

……

"You really don't regret it? Just because you hit him, you don't even have the qualifications to sing in the bar, and now you've been beaten to death... You're enduring this kind of physical and mental torture, don't you regret it?"

It was not me who spoke, but CC, who seemed to have been standing outside the ward for a moment and heard our entire conversation.

Robben looked at CC. Although he was still wearing a mask, he could sense his surprise.

CC was also feeling bad, so much so that she, who was always carefree and unconcerned about everything, shed tears at this moment...

After a moment, she choked up and said, "Everyone knows that you are talented, but this is not a capital for you to be arrogant... People have to live in this world after all. If you can't learn to get along with this world... You will always be a waste who can only bury your head in creation!"

Robben just stared at her, wearing the Monkey King mask, looking invincible, but also seemed to be really weighed down by the mountain of society. And I couldn't even defend him, because people and society have to learn how to get along sooner or later, even if he is Robben.

"You called me trash?"

Robben finally spoke, and CC was so heartbroken that he showed no mercy and continued, "Yes, talent that cannot be realized is no different from trash... Robben, I have tried my best to help you make peace with those people in the bar association. In order to make peace for you... I drank with you and smiled... But you still refused to bow your head and say a soft word to them... Are you trying to put yourself on the fire or put me on the fire..."

Robben didn’t seem to take CC’s words to heart. He pointed at himself and said to me, “Did you hear that? She called me a waste… She actually called me a waste!”

As he spoke, his emotions ignited, and he yelled at CC: "I don't need others to dictate my life... Get out of here now... Get out right now!"

……

After CC was scolded away, Robben took off the mask on his face and fell heavily to the ground. I have never seen him so angry; so, the doubts in my heart became even heavier.

I've asked him several times, but he never told me the real reason why he fought with that bastard from the bar association.

Things have come to this point, he really should speak out.