Fooling Tomoko into being a system

The corridor was empty and the air blowing was very cold. When he walked out of the stairs, he realized that it was raining outside. He couldn't go home and get an umbrella. He was afraid that Li Lin would follow. Luo Ji didn't drive. Driving would attract guards, protesters, Reporters' attention.

He walked out of the community alone along the path. Next to it was a street of stalls with awnings set up. The crowd was crowded and lively. Customers and bosses cursed Luo Ji together, but no one noticed that he left.

One side is brightly lit and bustling with people, while the other side is dark and lonely, with no one stepping foot on it.

Gentle rain fell on Luo Ji's face, and Zhuang Yan held his face with cold fingers.

They slowly walked through the windbreak sand forest outside the community to the desert, and then walked to the highway. After a few minutes, they stopped a car, and they warmly invited Luo Ji to get in the car.

The family of three in the car was very happy and enthusiastic. The three of them crowded in the front seat and whispered. The child put his head in his mother's arms from time to time and secretly looked at Luo Ji in the back seat. His laughter was so happy and harsh.

Luo Ji huddled in the back seat, trying not to get wet from the rain. The old music in the car proved that the family of three were hibernators. Luo Ji couldn't hear what they were talking about. He was envious and intoxicated. He seemed to see himself driving the car. Take Zhuang Yan and the child home.

Also a family of three.

The headlights of an oncoming vehicle illuminated Luo Ji's face huddled in the back seat. The child happened to look back and shouted in surprise, "Mom! Do you think he looks like the Wallfacer?"

The parents turned back to stare at Luo Ji, and Luo Ji had no choice but to admit that he was Luo Ji.

"Hawthorn Tree", Luo Ji's favorite music, sounded in the car.

The car stopped, and the father protected the mother and child with his hands and said in a cold voice.

"Go down!"

Luo Ji didn't move. His father emphasized his tone and said, "Please get down!"

The mother's eyes were very complicated, much like the previous director of the neighborhood committee. She knew that it was not Luo Ji's fault, but giving hope and breaking hope was the most unforgivable sin.

She looked at the child, and finally lowered her head and said nothing. She just held the child tightly in her arms.

Luo Ji made no excuse that he had already handed over the spell to the coalition government.

He had no choice but to get out of the car. The next second, his father threw the travel bag out. Luo Ji followed the car and ran a few steps, just to hear a few more lyrics. The car accelerated, and he had no choice but to turn around and walk back, picking it up. Travel bag on the floor.

This was the edge of the old city, and the buildings were dark under the rain. Only scattered lights were on, like eyes, staring at him.

A car was approaching with high beams on. Luo Ji covered the lights with his hands!

The car stopped and a familiar voice sounded, "Come up!"

It was Li Lin, driving his own car.

Luo Ji picked up the travel bag and said in a hoarse voice, "Let me go alone."

Luo Ji didn't get on the bus. He walked away alone and found the bus stop. He waited there for an hour and finally waited for a driverless bus heading in the direction he wanted to go.

Li Lin parked his car not far from the bus stop. He played games in the car for an hour, and Luo Ji became restless.

Luo Ji felt better after getting on the unmanned bus. The bus was mostly empty, with only six or seven people on board. Most of them were hibernating residents of the old city. People were silent and experienced the gentle breeze and drizzle of the autumn night outside the bus.

The journey was smooth, except that there was a car following behind, and Li Lin was inside.

More than an hour later, Luo Ji was recognized again, and the people in the bus strongly demanded that Luo Ji get off the bus.

Luo Ji didn't want to be kicked out of the car again and Li Lin saw him. He argued that he had spent his credits to buy the ticket and had the right to ride.

The gray-haired old man took out two metal coins and threw them to Luo Ji, "Get out of the car!"

He was kicked off again and two coins were thrown at him.

Passengers in the car curiously asked him what he was carrying a shovel for, and he replied that he was digging his own grave, which caused a burst of laughter in the car.

Luo Ji stood on the rainy night, watching the unmanned bus leave. It was impossible for any bus to pass by now.

Li Lin just watched as the conflict between Luo Ji and the public became more and more acute, and a sword was being polished.

"Dudu-"

The sound of the horn startled Luo Ji. It was Li Lin. He raised his eyebrows at Luo Ji and motioned for him to get in the car.

Luo Ji looked at the dark road in front and behind him, and could only awkwardly get into the car holding his travel bag.

As the car kept driving forward, Luo Ji remembered something. He had never seen Li Lin drive a car, and he had never heard that he had a driver's license.

Just as he thought of this, Luo Ji noticed the car passing the station.

What followed was a series of troublesome tasks such as reversing the car and giving directions. Luo Ji had never been so exhausted.

After arriving at the destination, Luo Ji said, "Just wait for me here. I'll go up and do some errands. I'll be back soon."

"Go up and dig your own grave, even with a shovel. I heard you all."

Seeing that Luo Ji's face turned serious, Li Lin continued, "Shi Qiang told me this. We don't need to be too clear about the Wallfacer. He also told me the embarrassing thing last time that you thought Shuidi was coming to kill you. The Wallfacer is always going to go crazy, it’ll be over in a few days.”

Luo Ji pursed his lips and said, "Wait for me!"

Li Lin was not an obedient person. He opened the door, got out of the car, held an umbrella, and took out a flashlight and said in one breath, "Let's go to the grave. The wall-facer just committed suicide. Do you remember Frederick Taylor?"

Luo Ji watched Li Lin take the first step, his pupils contracted violently.

After living together for three years, he knew?

Luo Ji followed Li Lin silently, using his flashlight to illuminate the path ahead. He stepped on the slippery road and slipped several times absentmindedly. He was covered in mud and water and could only use a shovel as a crutch.

In front of him was Li Lin's brisk figure walking through the rain and fog, as if a lighthouse towering over the sky illuminated everything.

After hiking for an hour in the rain, Luo Ji found Li Lin in front of the cemetery. He had been waiting for a long time and was playing with his mobile phone.

Luo Ji crossed Li Lin and searched carefully among the tombstones half buried by the yellow sand. These were the cemeteries of the late 21th and early [-]st centuries. They were lucky enough to believe that human civilization would last forever before they died.

While looking for the tombstone, Luo Ji kept thinking about the impact of Li Lin's stay here, and finally came to the conclusion that it would have no impact. Li Lin's presence or absence would not affect everything he was about to do. He had an iron heart.

It didn't take long for Luo Ji to find his target. He didn't have high hopes, but the sense of ritual in his heart urged him to do so. Perhaps there was no place more suitable than this.

Because of the erosion of the rain, no obvious traces of time were left on the tombstone. Yang Dong's tomb was engraved on it, and next to it was Ye Wenjie's tombstone. The two tombstones seemed to be waiting for Luo Ji's arrival.

Luo Ji was very tired, so he sat down next to two tombstones. He was frozen by the freezing rain and stood up, holding on to the tombstones, and picked up a shovel to dig his own grave.

Surrounded by the electronic sounds of Li Lin playing games, Luo Ji didn't feel lonely, but panicked.

Two men went to the grave in the middle of the night. One dug his own grave and the other played games. I couldn't tell who was more panicked.

Li Lin occasionally raised his head to watch Luo Ji digging the grave, watching him dig out the moist soil and dig out the hard rocks. He dug slower and slower, taking breaks while working. He was not a good gravedigger.

This digging lasted until late at night, when the wind stopped, the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the stars lifted their skirts.