Joker Game (Fei Gua) Chapter 299: Doubt

After the rain, the city immediately becomes annoying. The traffic is rushing, splashing water and cursing on the sidewalk, and the alley still smells of vomiting overnight. The afterglow of the sunset did not add any color to this tired street, it was just blindly noisy but indifferent.

As usual, the factory on the edge of the town delayed the closing time again.

Go **** the rain!

Go **** overtime!

Go **** the world! ! !

There is no one who can hold his breath without scolding more than being exploited by the boss in this kind of ghost weather, except him. Therefore, the workers just walked out of the gate, and they sprayed unabashedly. He cared whether his boss could hear him, not even his boss himself, he knew what an annoying **** he was, and he couldn't get enough of it. And he also knew that those people could only scold him, but it was absolutely impossible to resign!

This is the way the world is.

In this group of people, only one person seemed out of tune with the violent atmosphere.

That's Ice Bear. He is the one who can hold back from yelling. In fact, he didn't try to hold back. He just didn't want to, didn't care, or in other words, couldn't evoke such strong emotions.

In short, one of them is so quiet, if not for his overly majestic figure, then he hardly has any sense of existence.

......

It has been like this for many years working in the factory.

......

The wind is blowing,

Ice Bear pulled up his collar, trying to resist the cold wind and moisture. The people outside the bus were crowded like arteriosclerotic blood vessels. Ice Bear sighed, turned around and decided to walk home.

There are only four stations, maybe you can walk faster. I hope I don't run into that **** again.

As he thought so, the sound of footsteps echoed in the gloomy building, like a moan of heavy frustration, making everything unreal.

Forward

A street......

Two Streets...

At the corner of the third street, Ice Bear deliberately slowed down. He tentatively looked to one side from the edge of a dilapidated apartment building.

Hey!

He sighed again.

Sure enough, the strange tramp is still there.

He was there every day, leaning his emaciated body against the corner, motionless, and he didn't seem to eat or drink, because every time he saw him, he was in the same posture, as if he had never moved. If he hadn't stared at him with his slender eyes every time he passed by, Ice Bear would have thought he was a dead person.

Ice Bear doesn't like being stared at by him, it feels too weird, especially the guy's mouth, the two scars that look disgusting, make him feel uncomfortable eating dinner every day.

But so what, he's just a tramp, you can't go up and beat him up just because you don't like him, right? So Ice Bear could only shake his head helplessly, and quickly crossed the corner.

Look, that guy is staring at me again... is he staring at everyone who walks through here? Or is it just me? It's really annoying, forget it, just a lunatic...

Ice Bear withdrew his disgusted gaze and hurriedly disappeared to the other side of the building.

......

Five minutes later, Bai Xiong pushed open the door.

I'm back. he yelled as usual.

There was the usual banging of kitchen utensils in the kitchen, and there was the same smell as usual. No need to think about it, she must be the same as usual, wearing that ugly apron, cooking the same meals as usual.

For many years, it has been like this, and there will be no change... This world is like this, and it will always be like this!

Ice Bear changed his shoes and threw the briefcase on the sand.

At this time, the kitchen door was pushed open.

She came out with a plate.

Song Xuan...his wife may have a congenital deficiency or acquired malabsorption. In short, her body is particularly thin, like those patients who have been lying on the hospital bed for a long time , It hurts to watch.

White Bear can't remember why he married Song Xuan, love? Or doomed? Whatever it is, he has never recalled these problems, just like this meal, it all tastes the same, eating, or there is nothing worth reminiscing about, but it is precisely because of this that life can continue.

Meet that **** again?

Song Xuan skillfully untied her apron, and asked nonchalantly. After all, although she looked calm, she was in good health and did everything very quickly. I remember that once again, Bai Xiong accidentally dropped the bowl When it was knocked off the table, Song Xuan caught it as quickly as a conditioned reflex. At that time, the white bear was dumbfounded... and afterwards, Song Xuan was also a little confused. She said that she didn't know how to respond at the time. thing.

However, these are just some episodes in life.

Yeah, still at that corner, the cat is by the wall, I don’t think he has moved at all, I saw him in the same position the day before yesterday, and it was the same a few days ago, doesn’t he need to go out to find food? Ice Bear muttered doubtfully ~IndoMTL.com~ and sat at the dining table.

Maybe it's because of your psychology. No one really skips meals.

Hmm...maybe he's out of his mind and doesn't know he's hungry. That would explain why he keeps staring at me, maybe that's what he has. Ice Bear still seems to want to stick to his point of view.

Okay, you are so tall, it is normal for someone to stare at you, just leave him alone. Of course Song Xuan didn't want to listen to his nagging, so she handed a bowl of rice to the other party: At least now you are better than him, you still have food to eat.

Ice Bear shrugged: Well, maybe I'm just a little suspicious.

As he spoke, he didn't start the topic again.

Eating, chatting, sleeping, waking up, working, getting off work, eating...the days just go back and forth like this, from a copy machine called life, one page after another is spit out and stuck in In the endless time from birth to death, people have accepted this setting, what else can they do, this is the way this world is.

Bland, happy...maybe this is happiness, but even if it is not, what can be done.

The day passed again, and Ice Bear lay in bed.

In the suffocating darkness at night, Ice Bear didn't know if he was opening his eyes. Everything was so quiet and disturbing, there was no sound of wind, no insects screaming, if it wasn't for Song Xuan's faint breathing beside him, he would even feel like he was dead.

The busy traffic during the day seemed to be wiped off with a rag, disappearing without a trace. However, he didn't suspect anything, it should be like this at night, everything is normal...

Except for that **** on the corner.

Why do I think of him again!

Ice Bear scolded himself a bit like he was mocking himself, then turned around and fell asleep.

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