if there is no tomorrow

Chapter 3
On the second day of the small long vacation, the noise of the upstairs decoration made me very irritable, and I wanted to find something to do to divert my attention.Suddenly, I remembered the mail box stuffed at the door, I took them to the living room and opened them one by one, even the discount advertisements in the supermarket.An envelope signed "Qu's Anti-cancer Screening Center" attracted me. The company did a group anti-cancer screening at this anti-cancer screening center half a month ago. It should be the anti-cancer screening report sent by them. .Because there is a pair of watermarked men and women who are almost half naked on the envelope, and their entangled postures are very seductive, I can't help but stir in my heart, Chang!Haven't had sex for about three months.When I thought of the hateful and lovely sex, I suddenly felt that the noise of the renovation upstairs was much quieter, and there was no need to look through the pile of junk letters.I recalled the scene of having sex with my wife in my mind, and I was subconsciously unpacking the half-naked men and women at the Qu's Cancer Screening Center in my hand.The wife's sexual characteristics are basically not sexy, but her calves and feet are somewhat special, white, tender and neat.These two words may be somewhat inaccurate when used to describe my wife's calves and feet, but these two words are all I can think of.In fact, I am very reluctant to recall my separated wife when I am sexually hungry, but I really can’t think of a second woman. Women can actually think of a lot, but most of them are secretly rubbing their arms and pinching them. The starting relationship, and going back 20 years, is too vague.Wife is my wife, it's quite a struggle to get rid of Liang Anni in my head, and I don't have that strong imagination.

Suddenly, I saw a line in the conclusion column of the cancer screening: Pancreatic cancer...

I hastily turned on my laptop, entered the three words "pancreatic cancer" into Baidu, and opened the search link at the top. Every word that entered my eyes was like a lightning strike: pancreatic cancer is a highly malignant, diagnosed cancer. Malignant tumors that are difficult to treat and treat, about 90% are ductal adenocarcinomas originating from ductal epithelium.Its morbidity and mortality have increased significantly in recent years.The five-year survival rate is less than 1%, and it is one of the malignant tumors with the worst prognosis.The early diagnosis rate of pancreatic cancer is not high, the surgical mortality rate is high, and the cure rate is very low.The incidence of this disease is higher in men than in women...

I sat blankly in front of the computer for a long time, I was not as impulsive as the legend said, I threw the laptop on the floor, and I didn't smash the old TV, I just quickly turned over the previous page of the cancer screening form. page to see if it's my name.When I confirmed that it was correct, two large teardrops fell on the screening form, with a very clear feeling: wronged.

Why is it me?Wu An smoked three packs of cigarettes a day, how could he not get lung cancer?Zhao Juemin asked Liu for flowers all day long, why didn't he suffer from AIDS?My mother-in-law pouted every day, why didn't she even have a stroke?What is the incidence of cancer among middle-aged people? Is it similar to the probability of winning a lottery?I've never won a jackpot, so why should I have cancer?I didn't close my eyes all night, and I asked a hundred thousand reasons in my mind.

At dawn, I was confused for a while, dreaming that I was dragged into the underworld by two little ghosts, and the King of Hades asked me: "Are you guilty?"

I said, "I've never done anything harmful to nature, what's my crime?"

The King of Hades said: "You are wretched, mediocre, mediocre, and useless, and you have taken the good skin that God gave you. How dare you plead not guilty?"

I said, "I'm bald and concave, and I'm short, so I can't be considered a good skin."

Hades woke me up as soon as he slapped the gavel. When I woke up, I found myself in a cold sweat. It turned out that the sound was from the impact drill that was decorated upstairs.damn it!I'm terminally ill, and I won't let me live in peace for a few days. If you don't let me live well, I won't let you have a good time!I fucking fight with you!I rushed out of the house in my pajamas.Maybe it was because I didn't sleep all night. When I left the house, I found that everything in front of me was gray, including the light in the corridor. Maybe... the cancer cells had metastasized to my eyes.

When I entered the door for the second time, the decoration workers saw me and nodded and smiled contemptuously.I looked around quietly, picked up a screwdriver on the spot, pried open a bucket of unopened paint, picked it up and splashed it on the TV wall that had just been scraped.The renovation workers in the house stopped smiling. They looked at me blankly, as if they suspected that I was another neighbor.While they were in a daze, I stepped forward and snatched the impact drill that made me restless, and threw it out from the unsealed balcony. After a while, I heard a tragic dog barking from downstairs.When I was about to leave the house, I said viciously to the dazed decoration workers: "Today is a holiday, if you dare to disturb me again, I will come up with a kitchen knife."

It was the first time in my life that I was so brave, which made my heart beat a little too fast, and I felt very exciting and enjoyable. This may be the legendary adrenaline secretion.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I felt a little reconciled, and took the cancer screening form again. The name of the person receiving the medical examination on the home page was indeed me, and the unit, home address, and phone number were all corresponding. Am I really dead? Is it the end?It shouldn’t be, although I am bald and old, but my biological age is still young... The knock on the door disturbed me. It must be that the decoration workers have complained to the "Armani" suit. I just went downstairs I heard them talking on the phone.Thinking of the big man wearing sunglasses behind "Armani", I went to the kitchen and touched a large kitchen knife. As long as he dared to be rough with me, I would give him a slash, even if he couldn't split the skull, he could dismember him Take off those sunglasses that disgust me.I opened the anti-theft door, and just opened a small crack when I heard a burst of impenetrable female yelling and scolding, mixed with dog barking.It turned out that the impact drill just thrown downstairs hit this unlucky Jingba.That woman seemed to live in the same unit as me, because I recognized the Pekingese dog she held in her arms, who often peed in the elevator, and once almost peed on my leather boots, and moved his foot to the side, I was also rolled my eyes by this nasty woman, as if I should drink her dog pee.This woman has a large lung capacity, and basically does not need to breathe when she yells and curses. This reminds me of my wife. If they fight an encounter, they should be indistinguishable.

What happened next seemed out of my brain's control, because under normal circumstances I couldn't see blood, and I felt dizzy.

First of all, the woman opened her mouth and asked me to pay 5000 yuan to show her "baby" legs.I said I had no money, and she said that if I had no money, she would go to the court to sue, and she would also ask me for mental damage expenses, the baby's nutrition expenses, rehabilitation expenses, and her own wages for nursing the baby. this matter.I said, "It's your mother's expense. If your mother chokes to death drinking plain water tonight, will you still have to ask me for funeral expenses?"

This woman must have heard my wife scold me in normal times. She hugged Jingba with one hand, and grabbed my face with the other hand, cursing: "You are a worthless wretch who can't even keep his wife! With you! I'm going wild, I'll let you die badly."

Hearing someone scold the word "wasteless" again, even though I'm bald and don't wear a hat, I still feel angry.I raised my hand to block the shrew's chicken paws, grabbed the Jingba in her arms, took out the kitchen knife behind my back, and chopped off Jingba's dog's head with the knife.A gust of hot dog blood splashed on my face, and my ears were cleared for a while.The kitchen knife is so powerful in my hand, I must have been a cook in my previous life, right?When I raised my head to appreciate the expression of the shrew, I saw three terrified faces at the same time, and they were all gray in color.I have already concluded that this is the effect of cancer cells, because the face of "Armani" I saw yesterday was red and shiny, and the face of the big man with sunglasses was dark and green, and now these three faces have turned gray , with a face full of horror.

I pointed at the shrew's nose with a kitchen knife dripping with dog blood and said, "Now you don't have to show your baby's legs."

The woman screamed, turned around and desperately pushed away the "Armani" and the big man with sunglasses, and quickly disappeared in front of my eyes. "Armani" blinked his small eyes twice, obviously also frightened, and said nonsense to the back of the woman, saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and then scolded the big man with sunglasses and told him to go downstairs to the car Bring me a box of ice cream mooncakes, saying that it is a small gesture of inconvenience to the neighbors caused by the renovation of the house.The big man in sunglasses threw away a wooden stick with a thick rim in his hand, turned around and went downstairs to get mooncakes. With a bang, I fell on the anti-theft door.The world really quieted down, and the decoration workers upstairs seemed to have learned to walk on tiptoe, and only then did I realize that I was covered in dog blood.I let out a subconscious groan, and suddenly sat down next to the dead dog at the door, feeling as collapsed as a boiled noodle.

Looking at the two swollen eyes of little Jingba, I couldn't help trembling a little. I wanted to imitate the way the movie treats dead people and wipe off its eyelids, but the dog seemed to have no eyelids, and the dead Jingba still stared at me.I hugged my head and sobbed, the more I cried, the more sad I became. I didn't know if I was crying for myself or for the dog.

(End of this chapter)