Rebirth in 3 seconds

When a person is alive, it is inevitable to have one or another connection with the people around him, although this connection may not be pleasant. —— "Ling Jing One Word Diary"

On the third lap, Ling Jing was out of breath, it should be said that it was Yue Linjing's body.If it was Ling Jing himself, he would at least have to run to the fifth lap.

Of course, it was much better than the first half lap.

Ling Jing has lost weight for half a month, and has seen initial results. It can be clearly seen that he has lost a lot of weight, and his face has turned a lot whiter, although he still belongs to the obese group.

It's still too early to be happy. For a fat man like him, the effect of losing weight is the most significant at the beginning. However, the breakdown of fat will become more and more difficult later on, and it is necessary to prevent rebound from time to time.

There are a lot of things.

After living for thirty years, Ling Jing understands a truth: No matter what you do, you need to do it step by step.

Of course, it also includes weight loss, step by step and perseverance.

So he'd better stop and walk around before talking. Don't rush everything.

Wiping off the sweat all over his face, Ling Jing took a breath. The air flow rubbed against the convulsed trachea, causing burning pain. His throat rolled with a fishy smell, as if he could really spit out a mouthful of old blood, but in fact it was just phlegm.

puffiness!Ling Jing spat on his body fiercely in his heart, although his face was still calm, he could still tease the golden retriever Dabai Erha with a smile.

Most of the old men and women who walk their dogs and play Tai Chi in the small park are retired cadres, their positions are not high, and their quality is very good. Although there are some strange eyes, they are generally friendly, unlike the residents in their "tube building".

Xu has lived in a small place for a long time, and his heart has been squeezed into a narrow place. He always has a bitter face, for fear that he will slip to the bottom of the bottom.

The poorer the person, the poorer the ambition.

"What's wrong..." "... bumped..." "I don't know..."

People's intermittent comments and riots broke the peace and tranquility of the park, and made Ling Jing regain his senses.

Environmental protection, afforestation, returning to nature, and sustainable development have been the same themes for decades. However, no matter when, no matter how much pressure the environment is under, the economy is always the center.

Although the small park has a beautiful environment, its essence is just a small square of pure land surrounded by the ring road.

Through the gaps between a few trees around the park, one can faintly see a circle of people surrounding the road, but what is surrounded is really unclear.

But looking at this battle, it is not difficult to guess, it is probably a little bump.

Ling Jing doesn't gossip, and has no interest in this kind of "jianghu affairs", let alone join in the fun.

"Hey, Fatty, I'll go to the front and watch my dog ​​for me." An old lady who is usually quite common puts the dog leash into his hand, and bit his ears with another group of old ladies. Run over in a hurry.

Ling Jing: "..."

The other end of the rope was tied around a Dabai's neck. Dabai was still holding a dog leash under his paws, and Xiaobai was tied to the other end of the rope.

Ling Jingliu understands Bai, and Dabai understands Xiaobai.

"Wang~" Dabai raised his head and called out to him in a friendly manner, not unfamiliar at all, but with the feeling of a leader seeing a leader.

It is not ruled out that the order of the food chain will be reversed.

Ling Jing bent down to touch Dabai's soft and white top hair, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white fluffy spherical object rushing out crazily like a runaway wild horse.

Xiaobai barked twice as Dabai rushed away, Ling Jing felt the rope tighten in his hand, Dabai spread his hooves and followed him forward.

The prophecy was successful, Ling Jing could only drag his extremely puffy body and was led away by Dabai.

The bottom of the food chain should also be restless.

As Ling Jing expected, it was indeed a trivial matter.

When Dabai and Xiaobai saw their master, they stopped making a fuss and kept going around the master.

Compared with the noisy accidents on the street, it is obvious that whether there is a ball to play or whether there is a bone to chew is more attractive to them.

After exchanging a few simple greetings with the old man, Ling Jing upheld the ancient motto of "If you come, you will be safe", and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The popular light sedan chairs on the market today mainly belong to three material systems, from high to low, and the price and quality are directly proportional to the order.

Titanium alloy, plasma, common type.

At this time, a valuable ion light sedan was parked on the side of the road, leaning beside the car was a tall man with a black shirt and big sunglasses, smoking a cigarette casually.

Next to the car was a most common Jianli bicycle, and an old man was sitting on the ground, dressed simply and humming.

What happened, there is no need for Ling Jing to ask more, the people around him will tell him everything, or just based on guesswork, Ling Jing can also come up with a general idea.

The light sedan and the Jianli car passed by each other, but they did not drift away according to the planned trajectory. The Jianli car suddenly fell down, and the old man also fell down, and the light sedan had to pull over to stop.

However, the problem is that the old man said that the light sedan hit him, but the light sedan said it didn't.The two sides insisted on their own opinions, and the dispute could not be resolved. At present, they are waiting for the police to deal with it.

Of course, this is the official statement. To be more realistic, the old man insisted that the light sedan hit him, while the man kept a cold face, shook the cigarette ash, and spit out words that seemed indifferent but were indifferent, "No .”

There is a saying that a crying child has milk to drink.Many people always like to stand on the side of the disadvantaged, and thus indiscriminately accuse the stronger side.

To put it bluntly, it is overflowing with sympathy, but to put it bluntly, it is blinding and ignorant.Especially when the protagonist is about the same age as them, it seems that there is a so-called sense of substitution and sympathy.

Fortunately, most of the elderly and intellectuals nowadays can still look at this issue rationally.

Although the young man is arrogant, it doesn't necessarily mean that he hit someone, and even if the old man is crying, it doesn't necessarily mean that he was really hit.Some people remember a period of time many years ago, when old people extorting money was very popular.

"Ouch, the world is going downhill, young people today won't admit to bumping into someone..."

Someone asked: "You said he hit you, did you get hurt? Where is it?"

"Ouch, you bullied my widowed old man..."

Someone said: "...You are not injured. If it is serious, let's see if we can treat you first, so as not to get infected."

"It hurts me to death, everyone is here to comment..."

Someone: "..."

"The old man's ears are not good," another person said, "try shouting louder."

"Old! Man! Home!"

"What are you doing, speak louder, I can't hear you."

Someone: "..."

The man quietly stepped aside, smoked tiredly, and sympathized with the car owner from the bottom of his heart.

Ling Jing stepped forward lightly, with a gentle voice, "Mr., your Jianli car is gone."

"No way, it's still..." After reacting, the old man stopped his voice in an instant.

Everyone suddenly realized that he was just pretending, and their trust in him suddenly dropped a bit.

The old lady holding Dabai and Xiaobai looked at him adoringly, "Young man, how do you know he's pretending to be deaf?"

"When someone speaks, his head and eyes will subconsciously lean towards the speaker's direction. Although it's only a slight angle, and he retracts it in time, if you look carefully, you can still tell the difference." After a pause, Ling Jing continued Said: "Besides, it is still possible not to wear a cochlear implant these days, but miniature hearing aids are already very common. People with hearing impairments are more or less deformed, etc., many details, if you look carefully, there are traces."

With those words, the old lady immediately became a fan.

"Hmph." A moderate hum came from the old man.

"Mister, I'm a medical student. If you have any discomfort, why don't you let me see it first. I can do simple treatment for you so as not to delay the treatment."

"Young people nowadays want to run away after bumping into an old man. They have a very dark conscience..." The old man completely ignored Ling Jing, complaining about 'this dark society' to himself, repeating the same few words over and over again.

Ling Jing smiled lightly, "If you ignore me, then can I understand that you are not injured at all, or that gentleman did not hit you at all." Ling Jing looked up at the owner of the car, but saw that he didn't know when He had already taken off his sunglasses, revealing his handsome eyebrows and restrained his sloppy posture.Seeing Ling Jing looking at him and nodding slightly at him, as if expressing his gratitude, Ling Jing replied politely - no thanks.

The eyes of the two communicated only for a moment, and the old man reacted to Ling Jing's words by shouting at him angrily, "Nonsense..." Then he returned to his silent face, muttering to himself.

For a moment, police cars and ambulances roared one after another. The police asked the person about the situation. The medical staff pushed through the crowd and tried to put the old man on a stretcher. All his people were pushed away by him forcefully, and he yelled, "Get up, get up, my body is something that ordinary people like you can touch!"

All the people: "..." Hearing this, everyone more or less understood, and cast sympathetic glances at the car owner.

The police took the tablet and called up the surveillance, and the high-resolution video clearly showed that when the light sedan and the Jianli car passed by, they never collided at all.

It's simple and straightforward.

"Sorry, sorry." Everyone turned to the source of the voice, and saw a fat middle-aged man pushing away from the crowd with sweat on his head, and apologized repeatedly to the policeman, "Sorry, comrade policeman, this is my father. I was diagnosed with Alzheimer's before." Then the middle-aged man apologized to the owner of the car, and then to everyone else, "I have caused trouble for everyone."

As he said that, he was going to help the old man, but the old man waved his long arm and bounced the man away, "Go away, don't hinder my meditation."

The man was very helpless, nodded and bowed to the old man, "Father, you and your ministers should go back, the country cannot live without a king, the court needs you, without you, that treacherous minister, Oboi, will soon be ruined."

Everyone: "..."

The old man thought for a while, and seemed to think it made sense, so he nodded arrogantly, indicating that he was sure.

Everyone watched the two walk away, and the police comrade finally concluded, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, let's go."

When the play is over, people leave.

Ling Jing felt that after watching such a scene, but he had little effect in it, it was a bit boring, so it was better to run around.

Although tired and boring.

"Thank you." The owner of the particle light sedan walked in front of him, his face was undoubtedly handsome, and his face was indeed calm, which gave Ling Jing reason to believe that he just said nothing just because it was troublesome, because the truth is, it will be difficult to wait When the police arrive, you will know for yourself.Just as he was saying thank you, his expression was extremely calm.

However, Ling Jing was more indifferent than that, "No need." Obviously he didn't do any useful work, and this gentleman might be suspected of striking up a conversation.

"Here's my business card, just call me if you need anything."

"Squeak——" Before Ling Jing could take a closer look at his business card, which appeared to be extremely expensive at first glance, he heard a screeching sound of brakes.

When ordinary people hear such a sound, they will inevitably look towards the source of the sound subconsciously, and Ling Jing is no exception.

One turmoil subsided for a while, and another one followed.And... Ling Jing's pupils shrank slightly, and Lin Xiuli's electric power was three rounds.

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