Story: I killed myself

Read a little story every day APP Author: River nM

I was a strange traveler, drifting on the road on a worn-out motorcycle. A philosopher once said that wandering is fascinating. I reckon he hasn't encountered what I'm going through now, or he wouldn't have been able to say anything like this literary youth in any case.

Now it's the time of the sunset, and the morning glow on the edge of the sky is dyed brilliant red. I leaned back on my baby motorcycle and stared at the oil gun in the outset. You know, how difficult it is to find a self-service gas station on a broken country road, this time it is not full, whether you can find a gas station in the future is still a problem.

The screeching of the brakes suddenly pulled me back from my unfounded state, and I looked up. A man's stumbling figure appeared in my line of sight, and looking behind him, a silver-gray motorcycle appeared, and the brake sound was made by it. The people in the car, dressed in black leather coats, jumped from above.

Maybe it's an injury. In keeping with the principle that more is better than less, I pretended not to see it and watched the strange combination quietly.

At this time, the leather-clad man drew a knife from behind, and I suddenly felt a little shortness of breath. He threw the other man down, then dropped the knife in his hand and did it in one fell swoop. I swallowed, turned quickly, and walked quickly to the vending machine, pretending to be buying a drink, while glancing in the direction of the leather-clad man with the afterglow.

The leather-clad man and the motorcycle disappeared, and only the man was still lying on the ground, motionless. As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I heard the deadly sound of the engine coming from my side. I heard a gradual approaching footstep and trembled as I pulled the coffee out from underneath.

The leather-clad man walked straight to the vending machine, as if he were treating me next to him as air. I pretended to calmly fasten my fingers to the pull ring of the coffee can, but my eyes were still secretly observing the murderer. The leather-clad man kept staring at the vending machine, but there was no movement in his hands. I heard him let out a soft breath, "Did you see that? ”

"Huh? What do you see? "I was a spirit, just in front of his eyes, and the look in his eyes did not fluctuate, which was the calm that is characteristic after killing many people." Calm and composed, I kept hinting to myself in my mind, opened the coffee and drank it.

"You see." He followed like a ghost and sat down beside me. I was shaking, just wanted to say that I didn't see anything and didn't know anything, please let me go, I must be a good person, but he waved his hand and interrupted me.

"Sit down, I haven't seen anyone in a long time, come and hear my story." He took off his black leather coat, took my coffee, drank it, and looked at the knife with the blood groove in his arms, and I stood up nervously.

Could it be that telling stories to witnesses after killing someone is the person's hobby? Say something tragic to win sympathy so that I can feel sympathy and help him keep secrets? My brain was racing, and the leather-clad man on the other side had already started his story.

"I studied very well since I was a child, and I got into a good university entrance examination, but at that time I was not satisfied, and I felt that going to school was not something I liked. Maybe this is a common problem for most smart people, but I have a lot of future plans in mind, and I want to try each one. The man in leather smiled helplessly, as if he was amused by the youthful madness of the time.

"But my family dissuaded me, so even if I didn't want to, I obediently went to college, which is an engineering university, and there is a police college next to it, and I originally wanted to go to the police college, but after weighing it up, I still chose undergraduate university." But after I went to college, I did everything except study. Naturally, the results are miserable. I thought my college career would be squandered like this. But in the last year, I found that something indescribable had happened around me. ”

Speaking of which, the man looked at me, and I saw that his eyes were not shocked, unlike the calm of the previous killing. Now it felt to me like the look in the eyes of a dying man, and he asked me in a young and tired voice, "What would you do if you saw someone on the road who looked exactly like yourself?" ”

I opened my mouth, but instead of answering the question, "You mean you met someone who looked a lot like you?" ”

"No, that's myself." The man closed his eyes in pain. Having wandered for so long, I felt from this action that the next story would be the source of what I saw.

"It was a winter night, and I was back to my dorm room from the student union dinner. It was Christmas, the road was bustling with people, and as I passed the police academy next to me, I saw a figure with a back, dressed in sportswear, looking familiar. Because I drank some wine at that time, I thought my brain was confused. I stopped, trying to figure out who this person was, after all, I was about to graduate, and it was still good to do a good job of classmate relations. ”

"But the more I look at it, the more I feel that something is wrong, he walks exactly like me, I like to walk with my hind feet on the ground first, and I am constantly being teased like a duck at school." My first instinct was that I had met an acquaintance and was making fun of me, so I rushed forward with the urge to see who was so bad-hearted. ”

As a result, he seemed to know that I was coming, and a man walked forward against the flow of people, as if in a hurry to shake me off. But you know, I was also interested in the police, so I taught myself some tracking techniques and the like, so I bit his tail tightly. Finally I followed him to the wasteland behind the police academy. He stood there, his back to me, motionless. I shouted loudly with the strength of the wine: 'Are you running again?' Dare to straighten out Lao Tzu? ’。

He didn't say a word, just slowly turned around, guess what I saw? The man's throat moved at this point, and I felt an emotion in his heart that was spreading. What had happened, and after so much time, fear could still strike his heart when he recalled it.

I took out the aluminum jug in my arms and motioned for him to take a sip. He took it, didn't drink it, and continued the topic he had just had.

"My wine woke up instantly, and I trembled and asked him: 'Who are you?' He replied in my voice, 'I'm Chi Dong.'"

"Chi Dong is my name, and I look at this guy like me and get angry. It's ridiculous, I thought it was a prank until then. I rushed up and grabbed him, but he kicked him to the ground. He said ' I am indeed Chi Dong, a senior at the Police Academy. ’”

"I was confused, and it was a long time before I heard a voice coming from my throat: 'This, what's going on?'" The other Chi Dong looked at me and said, 'I don't know, but I've been observing you for a long time.' I didn't expect that when I went to college, I would actually live so depressed, it was a waste. ’”

"I sensed something was wrong and asked, 'What do you want to do?'" He said, 'I was thinking about what to do with you before.' But now that I have figured it out, this is probably a gift from Heaven, giving me the opportunity to choose my own life. Then I saw him and drew a knife from behind. ”

The man drew the knife out, and the dim sunlight shone on the knife, coating it with a luxurious color of roses. "It's this knife."

I looked at the knife that had just taken a life, and suddenly realized that the man who was telling a story in front of me had just killed a person, and I was sitting here listening to him tell the previous things. It's also too, fucking magical.

"Another Chi Dong went on to say, 'You are so ashamed, if I had known that I would have been like this when I came to college, it would be better to die, as a genius, you have lost your qualification to live in this world.'"

He pounced on him with the knife, but I didn't sit still, I had already hidden a brick behind me to defend myself, I turned over, the brick slammed into his head, thinking that I would die if I didn't fight back, so I took the knife from him. ”

"It was dinner time, and there were actually some people around, but they came and went and didn't look at this side. It's as if we're air. Only a very small number of people could see us, but that was something I found out later. ”

"Later? You're saying that there's more to this than just such a chi dong. ”

"Yes, after I went back, I came to work at the company after graduation as if it hadn't happened. But after a while, I saw another me on the street. ”

"Like the dead Chi Dong, I started tracking him. I found out that he was a factory worker, and looking at the low look of his daily livelihood, I suddenly understood the mood of the police officer Chi Dong. So I had a plan. ”

One night he took his girlfriend's hand and walked down the street. I rushed forward to stop him, and he looked surprised, but the girl didn't seem to see that we looked exactly the same, and asked with concern: 'Chi Dong, is this your friend?' ’

I have to say that I am indeed a highly intelligent genius, and even if this happened, the worker Chi Dong still calmly let the woman hurry home, and then dragged me to the corner of the park next to me. But I didn't explain much to him, because after experiencing an incident, I understood that many people's lives are not long, and the next plot is similar to the last time, but this time I killed him. ”

"Although there are very few people in the park, there are still a few people, but they also treat me as air as much as last time. Suddenly, however, a jogger stopped, looked at the corpses on the ground and began to scream. I was suddenly a little flustered, just when I was overwhelmed. But the corpse disappeared in front of both of us. It was as if it had melted. That's when I learned that someone could see it. ”

"After I went back, I started to put these two things together and started to study. I felt as if there was a connection between me and chi dong, and that both of us were attracting to each other, as if they were magnets in the crowd. That night I made a decision that instead of attracting Chi Dong, who didn't know each other's purpose, I would go and look for them. Solve one by one, and then only one chi dong is left, spending the rest of his life in peace. ”

"Like a dark forest? So you start the journey", I thought about it " Then this is the first few you solve ... ChiDong. ”

"The 4th. But I feel that the further back they get, the more powerful they get. Anyway, I feel like we've been put into a gladiatorial arena, and now the rest of us are probably the elite in the arena. Chi Dong said this, and there seemed to be a radiance in his eyes.

"Funny story," I took my coffee and drank it all with my head up, "but I don't quite believe it." ”

"Seeing is believing, you see if the corpse is still there."

It was already dark, so I put on the dim street lamp and saw that there was nothing on the ground where I had just fought.

I threw the coffee can far away, "I mean, I believe what you're saying about these replicants or whatever. But your story, I don't believe it. ”

"Oh?" Chi Dong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"First of all, as a college student, you are no better than a reserve police officer who has trained for three years at a police academy.

Second, no matter how clever you are, you can't analyze the whole picture of things from a special case, so the analyses you first killed yourself were made up and added by yourself later.

In addition, the fact that you carry someone else's knife with you is also very suspicious. But turning around and thinking about it, if we start with the survival of Chi Dong of the police academy, this story is much more reasonable.

Just to put it this way, your initial motive for killing is not like the lofty ideal you are talking about choosing the life you want. ”

"Very clever conjecture, but you can't confirm it." Chi Dong shrugged his shoulders, he stood up, "In fact, in the process of constantly killing myself, I gradually became a little confused about which one I really was." Perhaps, in the process of being killed and killing myself, I became another me. ”

"I'm just a traveler, and I don't quite understand philosophical speculation. After the story is over, it's time for me to hit the road. "I stood up and pulled out the oil gun. I shook Chi Dong's hand and took back my own wine jug.

"By the way, I've heard that you're addicted to this, you're such a smart person, but you have to keep a good degree." I smiled at him.

"Really? There are few people here, you dare to say these words, are you not afraid that I will even solve it with you? ”

"No, no, no, of course I'm afraid, but you don't know what adventures I've had." In other words, who is afraid of whom is not certain. I smiled at Chi Dong with what I thought was mysterious. I killed myself.

A person's life is made up of different choices, and while you make one choice, you are also killing yourself who has made another choice.

Maybe Chi Dong is just different from us, and he is full of strong expectations for every possibility of the future, which leads to him being able to let many of them experience life.

However, maybe one day you will be found by another self, who knows?

I was just a strange traveler, riding a worn-out motorcycle on a dilapidated variety of roads, and I was looking forward to seeing more magnificent sunsets, and the huge waves of the sea that photographed the seabirds on the beach. Now, I've added another stroke to my wish list.

I wanted to have someone to hunt me down. (Title: "I Killed Myself", by Neihe nM.) From: Read a little story APP every day, reprinting is prohibited)

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