In the midst of fear, time can slow down very slowly—especially, when not supported by many time-killing projects, time can crawl like a snail.
The university dormitory is equipped with a TV series, and Caroline has repeatedly switched dozens of channels back and forth, and even so, only half an hour has passed.
Arnold is not here, he said he still needs to go to class, otherwise he may not get enough credits for graduation - Caroline only knows that Arnold is studying in three different institutes at the same time.
There are some certificates and awards in the dormitory, all of which belong to Arnold himself—this guy, I am afraid he is a genius, right
Although Caroline didn't know what a real genius should be like, Arnold was undoubtedly the smartest person Caroline knew... Well, just by reading.
The university campus is very quiet and clean. There are young faces everywhere, full of vigor, and young men and women walk by the campus road in threes and fours. Caroline leans against the window, feeling as if she has entered a zoo called "University"—she is watching Living in a world that I have never touched before.
Caroline suddenly thought of Nia. She hadn't heard from Nia for a few days. She didn't know if Lawyer Carlo had sold Nia's property—maybe he had already sold it, and then let Boston's people split it up. two million.
She may lie on the bed more desperately than ever before, because Lawyer Caro may have disappeared, because even Caroline herself has disappeared from the end of Nia's life at this time.
Whenever thinking of this, Caroline felt very sad and blamed herself.
Perhaps, a real bitch should be more ruthless... Caroline thought for a long time, and finally found a reason for herself to be quiet.
She kept herself from thinking about Nia any more—and besides, she was in danger now.
I kept changing the TV channel because I wanted to see if there was any news about Livia's murder.
However, to Caroline's regret, the various TV stations broadcast either unnutritious programs or all kinds of strange news and current affairs.
Caroline suddenly felt a little ridiculous, because she understood that for a sex worker as small and almost humble as Livia, even if his dead body was lying on the street, not many people actually paid attention to it—the police would even be annoyed, because the added own workload and the like.
The death of a life is covered up in a society with ever-changing information... Dregs, rubbish, for a moment, Caroline even subconsciously put a similar label on herself.
So, looking at the men and women on campus, she suddenly felt that these people looked a little hateful. She knew it was purely a way of venting her anger.
But if you don't vent your anger... What can someone like her do
Like me
Caroline suddenly rushed out of the dormitory recklessly, and she remembered Arnold's advice not to leave this place casually. But at this moment, she just wanted to find a place to breathe—even if it was just a stroll downstairs in the dormitory.
Of course, she will still take some protective measures.
For example, she put on a jumpsuit, and then took a pair of glasses from Arnold's table and put them on—she found that the glasses had no lenses, but just a pair of glasses frames.
Caroline didn't think too much about things, because she felt that she was very confused now and couldn't sort out some things that happened in.
She gradually walked through the path of the boys' dormitory, and came to an artificial lake on the campus. Caroline threw a few stones into the artificial lake—she even played pebbles a few times, but eventually got bored.
When she turned her head, she saw an old man sitting alone on a bench not far away.
The old man stared at the artificial lake in a daze. Caroline felt that the old man was obviously not spending a leisurely afternoon...he must have something on his mind.
Maybe chatting with a random stranger, the time will pass faster... Caroline subconsciously walked towards the old man who was sitting on the bench in a daze.
"Can I sit here?" Caroline stepped forward and asked.
The old man looked up, did not speak, and did not continue to pay attention.
Caroline shrugged and sat directly on the other side of the bench.
"What is this?" Caroline noticed a black card next to the old man.
The old man didn't return, but quickly stuffed the card into his pocket.
Caroline didn't mind much.
At this time, she suddenly took out a few pieces of chocolate from her pocket, "Do you want to eat it? I heard that when you are unhappy, you will be happier if you eat something to lick. It seems that there are some special ingredients in the chocolate."
"Arachidonic acid aminoethanol." The old man said calmly.
Caroline asked curiously, "What is this?"
The old man glanced at Caroline, frowned and said: "Arachidonic acid aminoethanol is an endogenous cannabinoid substance, which can bind to the opioid receptors in our brain, and then promote brain Dopamine in the body is produced, and dopamine can occasionally make everyone feel happy and relaxed... This is the campus of the Department of Bioengineering, are you a student of the Department of Bioengineering? Why don’t you know such basic things?”
Caroline rolled her eyes, "A person who is here must be a student? Then you are also a student here? Old man?"
Of course, the old man couldn't be a student, it was just Caroline's lip service.
"You don't know me?" The old man looked at Caroline in surprise.
"Are you famous?" Caroline asked back.
"Nothing famous." The old man said indifferently at this moment: "I'm just a bad old man who had to retire and was sent to this place to retire."
"Retirement...isn't it good to retire?" Caroline asked curiously: "I've been miserable all my life, isn't it just for retirement? I think you should be quite rich, and the next thing you should do is to enjoy the time of life, isn't it great? ? Why are you still sullen here?"
The old man said: "My life is long gone."
Seeing that the old man didn't want to touch the chocolate that Caroline gave out, she took it back, ate it by herself, and said suddenly: "Probably, but it's better than some people who are desperately waiting for death in the hospital bed." Well, at least you can still sit here in a daze. But others may not be able to see the sun of tomorrow."
The old man looked at Caroline in surprise, and told her intuitively that this girl has a sense of vicissitudes that ordinary students don't have.
He subconsciously asked, "Do you have something on your mind too?"
Caroline kicked her legs, her mood seemed to improve, and she said, "Old man, just now you said 'also', right? Say it first!"
The old man shook his head.
Caroline simply sat up cross-legged, and then faced the old man's side, "Don't you think it's right? I have some troubles, and you have thoughts. We are both unhappy, and we don't want to know each other. Maybe we won't in the future." Goodbye. So why don't we talk to each other? I heard that if you hear more about other people's tragic experiences, you will feel happy."
"What kind of logic is this?" The old man frowned.
Caroline shrugged and said: "There is no logic, isn't it all like this? For example, you have had a bad afternoon, and it feels really bad. But at night, someone tells you that your neighbor is unlucky." When you die in a car accident, you may feel sad, but don't you also feel 'lucky'? Because there are people who are more miserable than you."
"Do you build your happiness on others?" The old man shook his head, "I'm not interested."
Caroline shrugged and said, "That depends on who the target is. Maybe the other party also builds happiness in you... anyway, let me talk about it first? Let's talk about one thing each, and we don't need to discuss any reasons for this thing , just simply listen, how about?"
Seeing that the old man didn't respond, Caroline thought for a while, and said first: "I'm currently being hunted down by some villains, and I can't go anywhere now, I can only hide. All the extra money on me will be taken away by the villains." Now, it’s basically in a state where there’s no next meal.”
"Then you should go to the police." The old man said indifferently.
Caroline said: "Didn't it be agreed, don't talk about the matter itself, just listen? Well, it's your turn, old man."
The old man frowned, hesitated for a while, and then slowly said: "I can still work, but I have some problems at work. This will greatly affect my son. So he dismissed me privately to get a job and send me here. If I don’t agree, life in a nursing home awaits me.”
Caroline said: "A friend of mine died unfortunately not long ago, but I appeared at the scene of the murder inexplicably, and they all regarded me as the murderer."
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at this handsome young girl, his face darkened.
Caroline was ready to run away at this time, but the old man stared blankly at the lake, "I... I killed a lot of people. A long time ago, because of my insistence, I caused problems at work. The accident, and then the colleagues I worked with, all died in the accident. This even included one of my most admired students, who was also my son's wife."
"No wonder your son treats you badly..." Caroline said in amazement.
The old man frowned: "Didn't you say you won't talk about it?"
"I'm sorry." Caroline shrugged, then looked up into the distance, "I lied to someone. Although I don't know if she treats me well, she is still willing to give me the last bit. But I still Lied to her, lied to her with others... Lied to her hope."
The old man said: "I am also deceiving, my relatives around me, my grandson... I dare not tell him what I really thought back then, and I worked hard to maintain this family. But we all know that the longer you cheat, the longer you wait for your true thoughts to come. On that day, the pain will be brewing more intensely."
Caroline was silent.
The old man was also silent.
After a long time, Caroline suddenly said, "I have no future."
And the old man said slowly: "My dream is dead."
a long time.
Caroline sighed and stood up, shook her head and said, "So I'm not happy at all."
The old man also gave a wry smile.
"Let's go." Caroline shook her head, and patted the old man's shoulder casually... a very simple gesture of comfort.
However, the moment her palm touched the old man's shoulder, Caroline's brain suddenly exploded, and a strange scene flashed before her eyes.
The white bed, covered with a white sheet, clearly looks like this old man. He seemed to have died, right in the ward... and beside him, there was a middle-aged man with a complicated expression, and a little boy who was crying.
"You...you will die." Caroline murmured to herself.
She shuddered suddenly and woke up, seeing the old man looking up at her in astonishment, Caroline quickly said: "That's not what I meant, I just... just..."
"Perhaps." The old man shook his head thoughtfully, "Maybe if I died then..."
"I mean, after you..." Caroline finally swallowed the words back.
The old man also stood up, put on his hat, and turned to leave like this. Caroline turned to his back and said, "Why don't you go home sooner?"
With Caroline on his back, the old man waved his hand as a farewell.
…
After watching the old man leave completely, Caroline went back the same way listlessly, maybe she could rush back to the dormitory before Arnold came back from get out of class.
She didn't stop along the way, but when she reached the dormitory downstairs, she went into the convenience store and bought a bottle of beer - the money was taken from the table in the dormitory, it was just some loose change, and she probably bought a bottle of beer look.
When Caroline walked out of the convenience store, she saw Arnold passing by with his head bowed. Caroline wanted to call him to stop, but saw him quickly go around to the back of the convenience store.
Caroline frowned, silently, but quietly followed.
Arnold stopped in the alley behind the convenience store, and there were a few young men waiting here early... These people should be students of the school, and Caroline saw one of them was still carrying a schoolbag.
A Nuo seemed to be very cautious. They were talking about something, and those guys who looked like students suddenly took out money and handed it to A Nuo.
After Arnold clicked, he took out something from his body and handed it to these students.
Caroline opened her mouth, and turned her back quickly, with a little panic in her eyes... She suddenly turned pale, and Caroline subconsciously covered her mouth, but her fingers touched the glasses on her face.
Caroline jerked the glasses off—there were no lenses.
Arnold is nearsighted, but the glasses are...
This person... is not Arnold!
…
…
Later that evening, an old man ushered in on the stairway.
He was holding a strange black card in his hand, with a look of confusion on his face... He seemed to be looking for something, and kept looking around.
The old man looked clean and tidy, and his clothes should be of a good brand.
This aroused some coveting eyes from nearby—although there is a rule not to rob locals, in fact, in many cases, not many people really care about such rules.
The old man didn't know that behind him, two people had followed quietly.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly brightened, and then he walked towards a grocery store on the stairway—from the eyes of the two people who wanted to watch the robbery, the old man was indeed walking in this direction.
"Where are people?"
"Isn't it still there just now? Why did it disappear all of a sudden?"
"Look for..."
…
club.
The old man looked up at the door of this ancient shop, and then reached out to push open the pine door.
The old man was very surprised to see such a luxuriously furnished shop in a slum without losing style.
I don't know where the lights are installed, but there is a bright warm light in the lobby, which is soft and not dazzling.
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
When the old man heard the voice, he looked over. It was a woman in a black and white maid outfit, and she was sitting quietly on a chair in a corner.
"I..." The old man subconsciously raised the black card in his hand: "It seems... it brought me here. But I can't remember when this thing appeared in my hand... We, are we Where have you seen it?"
"Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you, Dr. Franch?" the club's maid asked again.
The voice was not loud, but it reached the old man's ears clearly, and passed into his heart, as if it had endless magic power... Countless things flashed through the old man's mind.
The old man... Dr. Franch was not surprised that his name was called out in an instant, he just had an impulse in his heart.
"I think… "