Encounter

—Society is cruel—

—You are neither smart nor talented, so you must know that the stupid bird flies first—

sense of crisis.

Xia Yuming has always had a sense of crisis since he was a child. He often felt that life was like walking a tightrope. If he took a tense breath, he would fall if he slacked off.

People must keep working hard, prepare for the worst at any time, work hard, and be as prepared as possible for various crises that may be encountered.

Out of this belief, he lived a life of repression and self-denial.

When others are indulging in having fun, he is working hard. Xia Yuming never feels unwilling or happy. People have to give up what they want to gain, which is very fair.

Life is like a calm sea, with calm waves and dark waves at the same time, his life is like this, and his life should be like this.

People should live like this, and do what they should do according to the established track, so as to avoid risks as much as possible. Apart from this, they should not think too much, and should not want too much.

This is the wisest way to live.

It wasn't until Shen Mo appeared that all the dangling steel wires under his feet were broken, and all his efforts in the past were in vain. Only then did Xia Yuming realize that he had nothing but hard work.

His life is so boring and depressing and empty.

His spiritual world is empty, and every day he lives seems to be struggling.

What's even more frightening is that he doesn't like this kind of struggle, but he can't live in a way other than struggling like this.

At that moment, Xia Yuming saw clearly the original appearance of his own life that he deliberately ignored, which was not a beautiful thing.

So he once took the false olive branch thrown by Shen Mo, pretending that everything was fine and repeating his previous life.

Because otherwise, he would not know how to live, because otherwise, he would really have no hope at all.

But what is false is false after all. After all the illusions were broken, he told another ridiculous big lie.

Probably because of his good luck, Shen Mo actually believed this lie.

Xia Yuming knew that Shen Mo would soon be able to distinguish his sincerity from his flustered lies, but he still couldn't help but deal with it seriously, pretending to be a couple, and being intimate with each other genuinely and falsely.

After all, this was his last straw.

He put so much effort into this play that he actually tasted an unprecedented sense of pleasure from it, especially when looking at the tenderness in Shen Mo's beautiful and seductive eyes, Xia Yuming would have the illusion that the fake play was real.

Of course, these illusions often only exist for a moment, and after that moment, he will remember that all these are false, so he is in a mess.

Just like before, he was even hard, this is the first time they have done this.

When he walked out of the gate of the community, Xia Yuming received a message from Zhu Bo, saying that his uncle's trial date had been postponed again, and he asked Xia Yuming to come and testify.

Xia Yuming replied with a good word, and just as he was about to put the phone in, he felt the phone vibrate, and another message came in.

The name of the person who sent the message started with a word, Xia Yuming was stunned, and it took a long time to remember that this was a distant cousin of his.

It was strange that someone from the Bian family contacted him at this time.

Xia Yuming clicked on the news curiously. There was a large paragraph of text inside. He glanced at it a few times and read it to the end. Sure enough, the last sentence read, people shouldn't just live in vain. You are more valuable than your life when you are dead.

That girl was right.

Sometimes Xia Yuming would feel that he was cowardly, hypocritical and ugly, because he couldn't get rid of his natural fear of death, so he struggled uselessly day after day, even if he realized that he didn't love life, even if he knew that his death might really hurt someone It's all good, but he still can't do what they want.

He knows and hates himself like this, but he doesn't want to and can't change it.

He couldn't just give up his life like this.

Xia Yuming paused for a few seconds at that sentence, and exited the chat interface without hesitation. Just as he was about to put his phone in his pocket, Shen Mo sent another message, saying that he had taken the wrong book.

Under the scorching sun above his head, the heat waves were suffocating, Xia Yuming moved to the side in the shadows, unzipped the schoolbag to check if he really brought the wrong book.

The zipper buckle quickly slid across the zipper teeth and made a light rattling sound. Along with this sound, there was a slight creaking sound, but it was covered by the sound of the zipper.

Xia Yuming has been nervous ever since he encountered these strange things. When he suddenly heard such a sound, he was startled. He looked around for nothing, then turned around, and saw a man next to the security booth hitting a black Umbrella stood there wearing a gray sweatshirt.

That person was not very outstanding, but with a smile on his lips, he looked gentle and refined. Seeing Xia Yuming looking at him, he leaned back his umbrella and said with a smile, "Do you want to live?"

As soon as these words came out, Xia Yuming's face changed.

A normal person obviously wouldn't talk like that.

The man watched Xia Yuming silently with his eyes bent, turned around after a few seconds and said, "I'll be right here."

Xia Yuming looked in the direction he was speaking, and saw a black Maybach parked at the door at some point.The man turned his head and bent his eyes and said to Xia Yuming, "Have you really thought it through clearly?"

After speaking, he walked towards the Maybach.

Xia Yuming didn't dare to turn his back on the man, so he could only stand in the shadow against the wall and watch the man get into the car.The moment he looked at the car door, he saw the profile of the man in the back seat of the car.

It was a slightly fat, round face with small eyes, ordinary but familiar.

Xia Yuming didn't care so much, and ran home after the man left.

He didn't even dare to take the elevator. He carried his schoolbag on the hot day and went up to the seventeenth floor in one breath. When he got home, he was sweating profusely and collapsed on the sofa from exhaustion.

It took about five or six minutes to recover on the sofa, sat up and looked around, but did not see Shen Mo coming out, the room was empty, as if no one was there.