Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 818 Future and Dreams

In the fear of fear, time will become very slow—especially, with the support of projects that don’t have much time to pass, time is like a snail crawl.

There is a TV series in the university bedroom, and Caroline has repeatedly switched back and forth to dozens of channels, and even then, it only took half an hour.

Arnold is not here. He said that he still needs to go to class. Otherwise, he is afraid that he will not be able to complete the credits for graduation. Carolyn knows that Arnold is studying three different societies at the same time.

There are some certificates and awards in the bedroom, all belonging to Arnold personally - this guy, I am afraid it is a genius?

Although Caroline doesn't know what a true genius should be, no doubt Arno is already the smartest person Caroline knows... well, reading alone.

The university campus is very quiet and clean. There are young faces everywhere, full of vigor and vitality. Young men and women are walking in groups on campus. Caroline leans against the window and feels like she has entered a zoo called “University” – she is Look at a world that you have never touched before.

Caroline suddenly remembered Niya. She hadn’t heard of Niya for a few days. She didn’t know if Carlo had sold Niya’s property—perhaps it had already been sold, and then let the boss of Boston’s boss Going two million.

She may be lying in bed desperately than ever before, because Carlo lawyers may have disappeared, because even Caroline herself disappeared from the end of Niya's life.

Every time I think about it, Caroline feels very sad and self-blame.

Perhaps, the real scorpion should be more ruthless... Caroline thought for a long time and finally found a reason for himself to calm down.

She let herself avoid the fact that she no longer wants to think about Niya - and she is now difficult to protect herself.

The TV channel is constantly changing because I want to see if there is any news about the murder of Livia.

However, what Caroline regrets is that the various TV stations are not broadcasting unhealthy programs, but also all kinds of weird news.

Carolyn suddenly felt a little ridiculous, because she realized that a **** worker like Livia, who was so small and humble, even if there was not much attention on the street, the police would even be annoyed because of the addition. His own workload and the like.

The death of a life is concealed in a society with ever-changing information... Dregs, garbage, and for a moment, Caroline even subconsciously put a similar label on herself.

So, she looked at the men and women on campus, and suddenly felt that these people had some face to look up. She knew that this was purely an anger of her own.

But if you don't anger... What can someone do like her?

Like someone like me?

Caroline suddenly rushed out of the bedroom, she remembered Arnold's jealousy, let her not leave this place. But at this time, she just wanted to find a place to breathe - even if it was just a lap down the dormitory.

Of course, some protection measures will still be done.

For example, wearing a jumpsuit and then taking a pair of glasses from Arnold's desk - she found that the glasses were originally without lenses, just a pair of frames.

Caroline didn't think too much about it because she felt that she was so confused now that she couldn't figure out what happened.

She gradually passed through the path of the male dormitory and came to the artificial lakeside of the campus. Caroline threw a few stones into the artificial lake - she even played the game of flying stones several times, but in the end it was boring.

When she turned back, she saw a bench not far away, and at this time she sat alone with an old man.

The old man looked at the artificial lake and looked at him. Carolyn felt that the old man was obviously not spending a leisurely afternoon... he should have something to worry about.

Maybe just find a stranger to talk, and time will pass faster... Caroline subconsciously walked toward the old man sitting on the bench.

"Can I sit here?" Caroline came forward and asked.

The old man looked up and did not speak, nor continued to pay attention.

Caroline shrugged and sat directly on the other side of the bench.

"What is this?" Caroline noticed that there was a black card next to the old man.

The old man did not return, just quickly put the card into his pocket.

Caroline didn't care much.

At this moment, she suddenly took out a few pieces of chocolate out of her pocket. "Do you eat? I will be happy when I hear something that I am not happy when I am not happy. It seems because chocolate contains special ingredients."

"Arachidonic acid aminoethanol." The old man said a lightly.

Caroline is curious: "Is this what?"

The old man glanced at Caroline and frowned. "Arachidonic acid aminoethanol is an endogenous macro-andrazine substance that binds to opioid receptors in our brains and then promotes the brain. The production of dopamine, dopamine can make people feel happy and relaxed... This is the campus of the Department of Bioengineering. Are you a student of the Department of Bioengineering? Why aren't these basic things known?"

Caroline rolled her eyes. "When people are here, must they be students? Then you are not a student here? Old man?"

Of course, this old man can't be a student. It's just that Caroline is talking about it.

"You don't know me?" The old man looked at Caroline in amazement.

"You are famous?" Caroline asked.

"Nothing is famous." The old man said in a moment: "I am just a bad old man who has to retire and then be sent to this place to support the elderly."

"Retirement... Is retirement not good?" Caroline asked curiously: "Fortunately for a lifetime, isn't it just for retirement? I think you should be rich, and then you should enjoy the time of life, how good. No? Why are you still depressed here?"

The old man said: "My life is long gone."

Carolyn saw the chocolate that was sent out this time. The old man didn’t move. He took it back and ate it himself. Suddenly, “Probably, it’s better than some people who are desperately waiting for death in the hospital bed. At least, you can still sit here in a daze. Others may not see the sun of tomorrow."

The old man looked at Caroline in amazement and instinctively told her that this girl had a sense of vicissitudes that ordinary students did not have.

He subconsciously asked: "Do you have something to worry about?"

Carolyn kicked her leg, and her mood seemed to be better. She said: "The old man, you just said ‘also have it’ right? You say it first!”

The old man shook his head.

Carolyn sat down and asked herself to face the side of the old man. "I don't think it's right? I have some troubles, you have thoughts. We are all unhappy, and don't want to know, maybe not in the future." Goodbye. So why don't we talk to each other? I heard that if you listen to some other people's tragic experiences, you will feel happy."

"What logic are you?" The old man frowned.

Caroline shrugged: "There is no logic, isn't it all like this? For example, if you have had a bad afternoon, it feels really bad. But at night, someone tells you that your neighbor is unfortunate. If a car accident is dead, you may feel sad, but don't you feel 'fortunately'? Because someone has a worse relationship than you."

“Build your own happiness on someone else's body?” The old man shook his head. “No interest.”

Caroline shrugged: "That depends on who the object is. Maybe the other person is also building happiness on you... Anyway, let me talk about it first? We all say one thing, we can not discuss anything about this. The reason is just to listen, how?"

Seeing that the old man did not respond, Caroline thought for a while, first of all said: "I am currently being chased by a few bad guys. Now I can't go anywhere, I can only hide. The money on my body is mostly for the bad guys to take away. Now, basically there is a state of not having a meal."

"Then you should go to the police." The old man said indifferently.

Caroline said: "I don't mean to say it, don't talk about the matter itself, just listen? Well, it's your turn, old man."

The old man frowned, hesitated for a while, then slowly said: "I can still work, but I have some problems in my work. This will greatly affect my son. So he will dismiss me privately. Work, and send me here. If I don't agree, waiting for me is the life of a nursing home."

Caroline said: "A friend of mine died very unfortunately not long ago, and I was inexplicably appearing at the scene of the murder. They all regarded me as a murderer."

The old man’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at this handsome young girl and his face sank.

Caroline was ready to run at the moment, but the old man looked at the lake in a dull manner. "I... I have a lot of people who died. A long time ago, because of my willingness to work, it caused work." The accident, and then the colleague who worked with me, died in the accident. This even included one of my most admired students, and she was the wife of my son."

"No wonder your son is not good to you..." Caroline stunned.

The old man frowned. "Don't you talk about not talking?"

"I'm sorry." Caroline shrugged and looked up into the distance. "I lied to someone. Although I don't know if she is good to me, she still wants to give me the last thing. But I still She lied to her, cheated with others... she cheated her hopes."

The old man said: "I am also deceiving, deceiving my loved ones, deceiving my grandson... I dare not tell him the true thoughts of the year, and strive to maintain this family. But we all know that the longer the deception, the more I wait. On the day of the arrival, the pain will be brewed even more intensely."

Caroline is silent.

The old man is also silent.

After a long time, Caroline suddenly said: "I have no future."

The old man also slowly said: "My dream is dead."

a long time.

Caroline sighed and stood up and shook her head. "It turns out that I can't be happy."

The old man also smiled.

"Go away." Caroline shook her head and patted the shoulders of the old man... a very simple kind of comforting action.

However, at the moment when the palm touched the shoulder of the old man, Caroline suddenly burst into the brain, and the strange sight flashed from her eyes.

The white bed, covered with white sheets, is the appearance of this old man. He seems to have died, in the ward... and by his side, there is a middle-aged man with a complicated look and a little boy who is crying.

"You... you will die." Caroline muttered to himself.

She suddenly screamed and waking up, only to see the old man staring up in his eyes, Caroline quickly said: "I don't mean this, I just...just..."

"Maybe." The old man shook his head, thinking thoughtfully. "Maybe even if I died in the same year..."

"I mean, you will be..." Caroline eventually swallowed her words back.

The old man also stood up, then put on his hat, and then turned and left, Caroline rushed to his back at the moment: "Do you want to go home?"

The old man carrying Caroline and waved his hand, saying goodbye.

......

Carolyn looked at the old man and left, and then he went back in the same way. Maybe he could go back to the bedroom before Arno returned from class.

She didn't stop all the way, but when she got to the dormitory downstairs, she went to the convenience store and bought a bottle of beer - the money was taken on the table in the bedroom, just some loose money, probably bought a bottle of beer. Look like that.

When Caroline walked out of the convenience store, she saw Arnold head down from here. Caroline wanted to call him, but he saw him flying around the convenience store.

Caroline frowned, no sound, but quietly followed.

Arnold stopped at the alley behind the convenience store, and there were a few young men waiting here early... These people should be school students, and Caroline saw that one of them was carrying a school bag.

Arnold seemed to be particularly cautious, what they were talking about, and the guys who looked like the students suddenly took out the money and handed it to Arnold's hand.

After Arno had passed, he took what he had picked up from his body and handed it to the hands of these students.

Caroline opened her mouth and quickly turned her back, with a little horror in her eyes... She suddenly had a pale face, and Caroline subconsciously grabbed her mouth, but her fingers touched the glasses on her face.

Caroline slammed the glasses off - no lenses.

Arno is myopia, but this glasses are...

This person...not Arno!

......

......

In the evening, an old man was greeted on the stairway.

He had a strange black card on his hand, and his face was a confused color... He seemed to be looking for something, his eyes constantly looking around.

The old man seems to be clean and tidy, and the clothes should be a good brand.

This has caused some embarrassing eyes nearby - although there are rules that do not grab local people, in fact, many times, not many people really care about such rules.

The old man did not know that he was behind him and had quietly followed two people.

He suddenly looked at him and then walked toward a grocery store on the stairway. From the eyes of the two people who wanted to rob, the old man did indeed go in this direction.

"What about people?"

"Isn't it still there? How suddenly disappeared?"

"Look for it..."

......

club.

The old man looked up at the door of the old shop and then reached for the pine door.

The old man felt unusually surprised to see such a luxurious but stylish store in the slums.

I don't know where the lights are installed. The lobby is bright and warm, soft and not glaring.

“What can I help you?”

When the old man heard the sound, he looked at it. It was a woman dressed in a black and white maid. She was sitting quietly in the chair at the corner.

"I..." The old man subconsciously raised the black card in his hand: "It seems... it brought me over. But I can't remember, when did this thing appear in my hand... We, Have we seen it somewhere?"

"Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you, Dr. Ferranci?" the lady maid of the club asked again.

The sound is not big, but it is clearly passed to the ear of the old man, and it is passed into his heart, as if there is endless magic... The old man has flashed countless things in his mind.

The old man... Dr. Ferranci was not surprised that his name was called out by the other party in an instant. He just had an impulse in his heart.

"I think……"

(End of this chapter)