if there is no tomorrow

Chapter 10
When I opened my eyes again, I was already sleeping on the sofa in the rented house.I felt like my bones were falling apart, and I had a splitting headache.The gray in front of my eyes is not gray, but blurred. Could it be that cancer cells have invaded the eyes?I simply closed my eyes, and my brain started to play back from the fragment: I took the flyer of the little white rabbit, and just stood still at the door of the bar, a group of chattering fashionable women came in, about seven or eight of them.One of the women with dyed yellow hair took my flyer without even looking at it. She patted my chest and said, "My brother has a pretty head, come and have a drink with my sister."

As soon as the yellow-haired woman finished speaking, the other women grabbed my arm and dragged me into the bar, where leaflets were scattered all over the place.I think this may be the rule in the bar, why meet each other before.Lufmont once said that a stranger can talk about everything in an instant through a glass of wine.I was lucky to catch up with so many hospitable women in one breath.I have never had any luck in my life, and when I came to the bar, I went back to the foreign meat. I didn't expect the peach blossoms to bloom everywhere. Why is there such a shortage of men in the bar?

I was dragged into a box by these women, and the yellow-haired woman began to order wine, two bottles of whiskey, two bottles of French estate red wine, and two dozen beers.The waiter looked at me with weird eyes while recording. I wanted to comb my hair with my hands, only to realize that I had already shaved bald.What do you look at, can you tell that Lao Tzu is about to die?I thought to myself.

After the wine was served, the women rushed to pour the wine, as eager as flies into a cesspit.The yellow-haired woman patted my bald head and said, "Take the initiative and treat yourself like a virgin."

All the women laughed, as if they were laughing at me.What's so funny about me?I am not who I was yesterday.In fact, there is nothing wrong with asking me to take the initiative. I am a man who should serve women.So, with a whiskey bottle in my left hand and a beer bottle in my right, I filled each lady's glass.It was the woman with yellow hair who spoke again. She seemed to be the leader of this group of women.The woman with yellow hair said, "Let's play a game. Starting with me, everyone will use a pornographic sentence to summarize 'my husband is lazy'. If it is not pornographic or the summary is not in place, everyone will be fined a glass of wine."

After the rest of the women heard it, they twittered into a ball. Most of the women understood, but the women who didn't understand asked: "How to play, eldest sister will show us first."

The yellow-haired woman said: "My husband is so lazy, he doesn't even bother to stick out his tongue when kissing."

All the women laughed and said in unison.On the right side of the yellow-haired woman is a short-haired woman. She said, "My husband is lazy and hasn't looked at me for half a year."

The women said it was a complaint, not pornographic enough, and they were fined a glass of wine.The short-haired woman was helpless, picked up a full glass of whiskey, and said to me resentfully: "You really love my old lady."

I sat down with the short-haired woman, and the yellow-haired woman said to me: "It's your turn, you have to talk about your wife."

I said, "I'm divorced and I don't have a wife."

The yellow-haired woman said, "No, just say your wife."

I thought for a while and said, "My wife is so lazy that she even finds it tiring to climax."

All the women laughed heartily, saying that I am very good at bragging.The laughter didn't stop, the door of the private room was pushed open, and five or six men crowded in at once, all wearing black tight-fitting T-shirts similar to mine, the leading man was handsome and thin, and the smell of perfume on his body was stronger than those present Women are still strong.He walked up to me and said, "Which way are you from? How dare you run to my territory to snatch business."

The yellow-haired woman seemed to know this thin and handsome man very well. She called him A Kai. The yellow-haired woman pointed at me and asked A Kai, "Isn't this your man?"

Akai smiled and called the yellow-haired woman's sister: "Sister is not familiar with the few pieces of material below me. I don't know where this fly came from."

I said, "I'm not a fly. I'm a guest here. If you don't believe me, you can ask them. I'm pointing at all the girls here."

As a result, all the women said in unison: "He is not a guest, we are the guests."

A Kai waved his hand and said to the man standing behind him, "Tell him the rules of doing business."

So, this group of people beat me up without saying a word.I was fully expecting these women to help me because I was pouring wine for them, but they actually held the wine glasses to watch the scene. It was like I was a disobedient monkey, the monkey trainer is whipping me.The yellow-haired woman tucked the flyers I sent her into my tight T-shirt and said, "You are so courageous, you dare to flaunt the flyers for this job."

I seized a moment when I was being beaten, and explained to the yellow-haired woman, "I'm doing this for someone else."

Akai said: "That's even worse, the market is ruined by you part-time amateur ducks."

When I was dragged out of the Cobra Bar, I was still sane because I was clutching my Armani trench coat.

...So that's it, the ducks think of me as a duck to steal business from them, and I'm here to pick up girls and hunt women.There are those who speculate in stocks and become shareholders, and those who pick up girls and become husbands, but it is a bit too sad to hunt for beauty and become ducks.I turned over on the sofa, and my limbs were sore. Fortunately, these ducks used all their strength on the woman, and the strike was not hard enough. I only had bruises and no fractures.Suddenly, I felt a stabbing pain in my chest. I touched my chest subconsciously and took out a leaflet. It was a hospice leaflet that Little White Rabbit asked me to distribute for her. need love.

No wonder the people in the bar suspected that I was a duck, because the dim lights in the bar could not see the rest of the fine print. "Everyone in this world needs love" is not wrong, it's just that our understanding of love is too one-sided, we are too shy to say love, and when it comes to love, we associate it with fucking sex.How did the little white rabbits provide hospice care?Do I also need this kind of hospice care?

How should I spend the rest of my life?
Last night, changing the image was still very effective. I touched my bald head and struggled to get up and go to the bathroom to look in the mirror.The bruises on my left eye socket and right cheek still can't stop my flamboyant hair shape. Since the year when my baldness first appeared, it's the first time I love my head so much. What did I do?It's a pity that I didn't find the right hairstyle and clothes for me until the last moment of my life, except for black tight T-shirts.There were several factors that caused the accident last night, one was the flyer of the little white rabbit, the other was the tight black T-shirt, and the third was the bald head.Because I saw the group of ducks who came in to beat me, they were all wearing tight black T-shirts, and one of them was bald.But he is fake bald, I am really bald.Looking at it now, not only was I not lucky in my life, but I simply couldn't touch women.The woman I'm closest to is my wife, but I have to be hated by her to see me as a loser.And my mother-in-law, in order to hate me, she did not hesitate to put on a crooked mouth, which is really hard work.Liang Anni was the first woman who made me cheat outside of marriage, but she only used my lifeblood as a tool. In her eyes, my lifeblood was like a toilet stick.Last night, the shopping guide lady dressed me up like a duck in order to get a commission. Once a woman values ​​money, the brilliance of motherhood will be lightened.The most hateful thing was the little white rabbit who was the fuse, who asked me to distribute leaflets for her while I was drinking, but I couldn't see her when I was beaten.For the rest of the day, in order not to disturb yourself, you must stay away from women.It doesn't matter if I'm lonely. I came to this world alone, and I will leave this world alone. It doesn't matter whether the process from the beginning to the end is lively or not.

I went to the desk and turned on the computer, trying to delete the porn stored in the computer, lest future generations discover my little secret and think that I am a sex maniac.Over the years, my wife and I have rarely had sex. I rely on pornography on the computer to solve my physical problems. What does my wife rely on?Will she rely on masturbation like me?It was only when I deleted porn videos that I realized that my storage was huge. Over the years, I used the Internet to find torrents when I had free time. In fact, those are the only ones I often watch. Why do I download so many?My wrist was almost tired before I deleted all the porn from the hard drive.Actually, I should format it, because I don't need anything in the computer anymore.The rainbow is after the storm, and my inspiration is after the problem is solved.I looked around the room to see what spirit was haunting me, making my mind always three beats behind.My eyes finally fell on the flyer that the little white rabbit gave me. I typed www.zhongjilove.com into the computer, and the webpage was very rustic.

"Let every life end with dignity" is the main slogan of the website, which is much better than "everyone in this world needs love", at least it will not be misunderstood as a duck by others.This website seems to be a non-profit organization. They have no hospital address, no charging price, and promise that the hospice care they provide is free of charge.Free service means no profit, no profit, what do the little white rabbits live on?There are more scammers than good people in today’s world. The landline at my home was shut down half a year ago because it only does one thing a day, answering calls from scammers from all over the world.People all over the country are looking for opportunities to make a fortune, not only leaving opportunities for scammers, but also reminding the working people at all times: any free lunch may be a deadly trap.

What new deception will end-of-life care be?I found Little White Rabbit in the "Volunteer" section of the website. It turned out that her name was Luan Bingran.The liar's face has already been outlined, isn't Luan Bingran the opposite?Why would a girl with clean dog eyes be a liar?no!I have to expose these liars, because such a clean dog's eyes are too lethal, and I don't know how many people will follow her way.From the moment Xiaosha resigned yesterday, in fact, from the moment I left the back of my ex-wife, I, a worthless man all my life, have become addicted to Xiaosha.I secretly made up my mind to go through the last journey of my life openly and unrestrainedly, and then die generously.

I opened the page of the website to sign up for hospice care, began to fill in my diagnosis information, and filled in Luan Bingran in the column of "apply for intended caregiver".

(End of this chapter)