Chapter 1246: suicide

"Do I have enough power now?"
"not enough."
"How to get the remaining power."
"Use this world."
Blanca turned and looked at the world below. Her efforts had been torn apart, leaving only the skeleton floating.
"Destroy this world and you can go out."
After that, he looked at Zhang Wanlin playfully, and said with a smile: "Your current body may not be able to withstand such a load."
"Congratulations on your completion of the trial, and you will enter the third level of trial."
As soon as Zhang Wanlin heard this voice in his heart, his eyes went dark, and he passed out into a coma.
Obviously he has been in this world for so long, and there are still many places he has nostalgia for.
But a word that came, let him pass through again.
Perhaps, this in itself is false, but it's just to blame him for being too addicted.
In the middle of the night, on the highest flyover in M ​​City, the traffic was sparse, and occasionally a car came to light up the surrounding cold scenery.
Under the bridge is a turbulent river, the river is turbulent, angrily beating on both sides.
Tonight, Zhang Wanlin stood by the railing of the overpass and decided to die.
In this trial, he was single, and his memories were present in his mind and vividly remembered.
This time he didn't have any system or ability, he was just an ordinary person, and he was also influenced by ordinary people.
Having been single for more than 20 years, he recently failed to confess.
The girl smiled at him and said, "We are not suitable."
He was angry: "Where is it inappropriate?"
The girl said: "Nowhere is appropriate."
At first they were very good friends, not talking about closeness, at least talking about everything, but since that confession failed, the two have been separated by an invisible barrier.
They became completely strangers.
The house leak happened in the night rain, and Zhang Wanlin was frustrated by the failure of the confession, but the director of the company found him at this time, pulled a horse face and said to him: "Your performance this month is not up to the standard!"
Zhang Wanlin has always seen him uncomfortable, but others are his bosses and can only endure it.
The supervisor continued to reprimand: "Others are tens of thousands or thousands, and you are a few hundred every month! Are you paying attention?
Does the company support you who are not motivated? "
He speaks endlessly, but Zhang Wanlin is absent-minded, obviously not in his mind.
It is said that first love is the most painful, and he is no exception, but this love hasn't started yet.
Finally, the supervisor shouted: "Look at what you look like! Today, I officially announced that you can get out of here!"
In this way, at least I won’t shout that mentally retarded slogan every morning when I come to the morning meeting, and I won’t eat bitter gourd for a day or two because of performance problems.
Zhang Wanlin got up and saw the smiling faces of his colleagues gloating.
His anger did not erupt from the source.
Lost in love, fired, but also to be ridiculed, but at this time the supervisor couldn't stop talking.
"A person like you is a virtue everywhere!"
Zhang Wanlin picked up the sales materials on the table and threw it at the supervisor.
After the incident, he suffered a lot of scars all over his body, having discounted a lot of medical expenses.
He really didn't expect that this short, beer belly middle-aged man turned out to be a Sanda lover! On the flyover, the cold wind blew his clothes, which made his clothes tremble.
He breathed out a burst of alcohol, and his cheeks were slightly reddened by the effect of the white wine.
"I'm going to commit suicide tonight, don't stop me from anyone the fuck!"
He shouted.
At this time, he heard the sound of crying, he looked aside and saw a woman in white with black hair sitting on the railing crying.
The woman didn't know when she got here.
Zhang Wanlin thought, he was probably the one who came with him to find death.
"Hey, what is your sad thing?"
Zhang Wanlin asked.
The woman continued to cry, as if she didn't hear her.
The boring Zhang Wanlin lost the bottle and decided to jump into the river.
He stood up to the railing, looked at the endless waves of the river at a glance, and swallowed his saliva.
The river water turned black in the night, like the road from the sun to the underworld.
They all say that they are courageous after drinking, but Zhang Wanlin has some hesitation after a burst of impassioned words.
This wind is cold enough, this water is even colder, it's too cruel to drown in this cold water, let's find another way to die.
He passed the railing and returned to the place where the woman was still crying.
Zhang Wanlin took out a fruit knife from his pocket. This knife had been with him for many years and passed through the security check. It can be described as a rich resume.
He closed his eyes, a look of transcendence, and the knife slashed on his left wrist.
Before he died, he thought of his parents, of the people in the village, and of the woman who confessed... after waiting for a long time, but the body did not have any strength, the cry of the woman in his ear let him know that he was still alive. .
Zhang Wanlin opened his eyes and looked at a red mark on his left wrist.
This fruit knife also looks old.
He frightened and stroked a few more times, only to cut off some skin. When he finally saw the blood, Zhang Wanlin didn't want to die like this.
Such death is really torture.
He leaned on the railing and thought desperately, his life is really a mess, either in failure or on the road of failure, success will always hide from him like seeing a ghost, even death is so unsatisfactory.
In such self-pity thoughts, he was always interrupted by crying.
Zhang Wanlin was finally impatient, and shouted at the thin and weak woman: "You jump or don't you jump, jump quickly if you jump, roll if you don't jump, sitting here is nothing!"
When the woman heard it, she cried louder and pierced Zhang Wanlin's eardrums.
Really jumped down.
Her figure was like a white petal falling into the rushing river water and disappeared without a trace. Zhang Wanlin was stunned and awake for a few minutes.
He did not commit suicide, but he helped others to commit suicide. Is this harmless to life?
In order to save people, Zhang Wanlin didn't take off his clothes. He jumped over the railing and jumped into the river, but he didn't notice, and the woman jumped down without making any waves.
The river was surging, and it was even more icy. Zhang Wanlin was looking for the woman, but in this dark night, coupled with the rush of the water, he couldn't help but find the person seeking death.
He was washed away by the river, his hands and feet were getting colder and weaker.
Feeling helpless, I wanted to die but couldn't die. When I didn't want to die, I would die again.
The river was even more urgent. A section of hanging branches stopped Zhang Wanlin, and there was also a lot of plastic garbage.
Zhang Wanlin desperately pulled the branches up, and when he got ashore, his whole body seemed to be covered with water, too cold.
"Do you really want to die?"
Suddenly, a childlike voice came from the air.
Zhang Wanlin raised his eyes and looked around, how can one see half of the figure in the dark grove?
"Who is pretending to be a fool!"
He cried.
The voice came again, "Rather than die, you might as well give me this body."
Zhang Wanlin scolded, "I don't want to die now, and my body won't give it to you!"
Looking back, who would say such inexplicable things at night.
The voice just smiled, childish and gloomy, getting smaller and smaller, making the listener's hair stand on end.