The Character I Loved Is Gone

At night, inside the hotel——

Huang Zuochuan was taking notes and studying for homework.

Wu Gui was lying boredly on the big bed in Huang Zuochuan's room, scrolling through his phone boredly.

"'Cowboys vs. Gangsters', these news media are really good at picking out headlines. Sagawa, will you go and watch the quantum beast battle tomorrow?"

Huang Zuochuan didn't look back, just waved his hand.

"It's my turn for the quantum beast battle the day after tomorrow. I have to go to Feiteng Building again tomorrow to get a feel for it, so I won't go."

Wu Gui turned off his phone, looked at the ceiling in the hotel and said:

"No matter how I think about it, I can't imagine how that Arthur Morgan can compete with the 300 Heroes. Isn't this an act of giving away someone's head?"

"It is indeed true from the paper strength, but this is only one-sided and not objective after all. Being selected by a certain company, and being able to overcome obstacles all the way, and it took four years to get the ticket for this year's 'Quantum Beast Competition', No matter what, he will definitely have his own method."

Wu Gui sat up, looked at Huang Zuochuan's study background, and whispered:

"You look like my brother now."

"Huh? What did you just say? Sorry, I didn't hear it clearly." Huang Zuochuan turned around and asked.

"It's nothing. Then I'll go back and you should rest early."

Late at night, in another cheap hotel——

Bill used his rough hands to straighten the crumpled bills in his pocket one by one and place them on the table.

With the dim light of the bedside, Bill looked at the bills and coins on the table and shook his head.

"Damn, this money is only enough to buy two plane tickets, not a farm at all. Ahem..."

It's going to be a restless night for Bill,

He had never been a man of few words, nor did he always like to be alone.

But when he was told by the doctor that he was infected with lung disease,

Bill always pays attention to the distance between him and others,

He didn't want innocent strangers to contract tuberculosis because of him.

Except for those guys who are collecting loan sharks.

This hotel is located on the edge of Qingzhou city.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Whenever night falls,

There is the sound of the wind whistling outside the window, and the occasional whistle.

After arriving at this lonely hotel in Qingzhou,

Every day that Bill lives is the same.

every morning,

He would get up early,

I walked alone to the wasteland far away from the hotel, placed a few stones, stood in different positions, and shot at these crude targets.

As for those moving targets,

Bill randomly picked up pebbles on the ground and threw them into the air for shooting training.

it's here,

It seemed that the only people with whom he could share his loneliness and sorrow were the stones that Bill had picked up.

On a sunny afternoon,

Jack would sit alone on the hotel balcony with a glass of hot wine in his hand,

Looking at the tall buildings in the distance.

His eyes were full of memories of the past and confusion about the future.

Whenever night falls again,

Bill would sit by the window of his room and look at the moon outside the window.

His heart was filled with loneliness and helplessness,

But he never complained about the difficulty of life.

This lonely cowboy,

Although his life is simple, his heart is full of stories.

His eyes were full of deep sadness and tenacity.

Although his life is lonely, he endures this loneliness in his own way.

Tons tons tons——

After several glasses of strong wine, Bill coughed even worse.

He lay on the bed, looked at the revolver that had been with him for more than twenty years, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Old man, I really didn't expect that you have been with me for more than 20 years. Compared with my rotten bones, you are a precious sword. It's a pity that we two old bones, Even if you smash it into pieces, you won't be able to squeeze out a few taels of oil or water."

Bill put down the revolver,

He took out a piece of yellowed white paper from another pocket.

"Damn 'Pingliton' loan company, I shouldn't have listened to their nonsense and applied for a loan. These guys are just beasts in human skin! Ahem..."

A large amount of strong alcohol and unstable mood made Bill's cough worse.

So much so that he had to stand up from his bed,

Staggering step by step to the sink.

Tick--

Tick--

Tick--

Blood flowed down.

"Damn..."

Wow——

Bill turned on the tap,

Use cold water to wash your face.

call--

call--

call--

Bill held onto the sink and looked at himself in the mirror.

"After finishing the job tomorrow, I will call her and take her away."

But soon,

Bill, lowered his head.

"Even if I can really leave, can I really give her happiness?"

Bill stood up and rubbed his head.

He didn't know the answer to this question.

How Bill wished this question were like the pebbles he shot during the day,

easy to understand.

One shot will do.

But he can't.

He couldn't simplify the problem.

If you just consider Bill alone,

He might have been in a tavern in a third world country,

Putting his arms around the small waist of the bartender,

Drinking bad beer.

But Bill is not alone.

Whenever he wanted to escape reality, he would receive text messages or phone calls from her.

She either cried or tried to persuade Bill,

Let him repay the debt of "Pingliton" loan company.

Facing her,

Bill couldn't bear it,

Don't dare speak to her loudly.

This is the softest place in Bill's heart.

His old friend had repeatedly advised Bill to cut off contact with the girl.

But Bill could never make up his mind.

He was afraid that the violent collectors at Pingliton would hurt her.

I don't even want to let her down.

Bill lay down on the wooden bed again.

Looking out the window,

Tonight, the clouds are gathering.

As a cowboy, Bill was never religious.

Because when he was in trouble, no apostle of God had ever come to rescue him.

Some are only partners who have been through life and death.

Nowadays, those friends who once traveled with Bill to the land of "Beautiful Country" have hastily withdrew from the cowboy stage due to injuries or unfair fate.

Today, Bill is the only person left in the world who uses the classic six-shooter revolver to resolve conflicts.

Bill slowly closed his eyes,

Pray in your heart:

"God, I beg you, never, never come to me. Get as far away as you can, bah!"

Please collect it! Please give me flowers! Meow meow meow!