A Man Named Ovie Decides to Die, But It's Not Time Yet

There was a man named Ovie

He likes regularity, likes the feeling of always having hope, and is quiet but diligent.

Everything he bought was practical and wanted everything to be in order.

He worked hard, never complained, never got sick.

He has no friends and no direct enemies.

He enjoyed life: working hard, supporting himself, cutting back on food, buying his first Saab; getting an education, passing exams, applying for interviews, getting a decent job, being grateful, never getting sick, paying taxes on time; being clean; meeting a woman, getting married; working hard, getting promoted; buying a new model of Saab; going to the bank, taking out a five-year repayment loan, buying a townhouse that his wife felt was suitable for raising the next generation; repaying in installments; thrifting; buying a new saab; going on vacation to a foreign place in a restaurant where music was played in a foreign country. Drink red wine that my wife thinks is exotic; then go home and continue to work, take responsibility, support yourself, and clean yourself. Renovated house. Slowly but surely assemble a respectable toolbox. Replace gutters, paint walls, install workbenches in storage rooms and cannize paint thinners. Tile outside the storage room, replace it every two years, whether necessary or not, and that's all there is to it.

Because his father's salary was paid in advance, he went back to pay off the balance or work for his father.

When sporadic fireballs had lit up the hay between his house and his neighbors. If he hadn't picked up the fire extinguisher right away, in less than a few minutes, his house would have been flooded with fire, and he chose to run to the fire to save his neighbor's grandson, even though he and his neighbor never interacted.

On his vacation in Spain, he repaired cars, built fences, built an outer wall, and pulled out a horse trapped in the mud. He taught Parwana a driver's license, taught Adrian how to change a tire, took in a gay boy and helped him reconcile with his father, helped Anita leave Rooney behind from the government, saved a man who was nearly killed by a train, took in a kitten...

He decided to die, and everyone must know what he was struggling for, because in this world, only his Sawyer was worth his struggle, and his Sawyer was gone forever.

Sawyer and Ovie

Sawyer is very beautiful, she loves to laugh very much, and no matter what life does with her, she always faces it positively. After a serious accident, she was able to tutor hundreds of students with dyslexia in a wheelchair.

She tolerates Ovie's bad temper and admires him. For Sawyer, Ove was never gloomy, not sharp, or mean.

He believes in justice, morality, hard work, and a world where right and wrong are clear. It's not that such people will win medals or certificates, or that they will be tapped on the shoulder and say good, but that there are not many people who behave like this, Sawyer knows.

When Ovie is confused, Sawyer helps him figure out what he wants to do in this life, what dreams he has, and helps Ove to act.

They share the pain and joy of life.

Ovie doesn't love the world. The world was incomprehensible to him, and there were men in white shirts who hated people.

The world and the white shirts

He helped the neighbors to save people at the fire scene, but the white shirt coldly watched his house being burned down, and did not let Ovie and the firefighters fight the fire, just because Ovi's house fell at the junction of the two cities, the relevant departments needed to clarify the responsibility through short waves, before that, no one could extinguish the fire, nor could Ovie himself. Ovie's parents bought the house. Ovie grew up here, a toddler, and a white shirt ruined his home.

While Sawyer was lying on a hospital bed, countless people in white shirts sat behind light-colored wooden desks of various authorities instructing Ovie to fill out various forms for various purposes, but without any practical measures to help Sawyer recover as soon as possible, they only wanted to arrange for Sawyer to set up a "nursing home" for "similar situations".

When Rooney is paralyzed, White Shirt only wants to rudely send him to a nursing home waiting for death, despite the wishes of his family.

Ovie always hits a wall in front of those who wear white shirts and have grim and self-righteous faces. No one wants to take responsibility, no one cares. Their answer is simply to copy the rules and regulations or to shirk them to other government functions. A gesture of not caring about oneself.

The world is incomprehensible.

He just likes to follow the rules, that's all. Everything should have a law, so that people have evidence to follow. This has become a disadvantage.

He believes that to be a human being is to be a useful person. It is an indisputable fact that he has always been a useful man. He did everything that society needed him to do. Work, never get sick, get married, take out loans, pay taxes, support yourself, drive a serious car. How did society repay him? It rushed into the office to let him roll up and go home.

He does not gossip about others, but is slandered as a thief.

No one in this world wants to work, and the country is crowded with people who just want to have lunch all day. There are a lot of people with small mustaches everywhere who change jobs, women, and cars all day long. It's everywhere, without blinking an eye. Now people have to be able to talk about anything with any strange person who breaks in an arm's throw away, just to show friendship. It's a world that's obsolete before it's even expired.

The drunken driver makes It impossible for Sawyer to stand again, causing him to lose the baby in Sawyer's belly. He would never forgive himself for not sitting in his seat guarding them. He knew that this pain would last forever in his heart. He doesn't love the world.

A man named Ovie decided to die, but it wasn't time yet. Hanging, shooting, taking medicine, lying on the tracks, but for various reasons did not die immediately.

When I read this book, I hid a deep helplessness in my heart. Ovey was abandoned by the times and became out of place. The love is dead, and it has no value, and naturally thinks of death.

A lot of times I also feel out of place with the world. I hate human interactions, advocate effort and rules, but I am often in an awkward and powerless position. Kindness is not necessarily rewarding, the world is not black and white, and everything is not natural.

Ovie's ending is sweet, but not every Ovie in the world can get unexpected interaction and love.

Cherish the present.