he lived
Chapter 4
Thanks to this era of advanced information and those gossipers on the Internet who like to steal people's privacy, I got the home address of that person without any effort. Like most homeless people, that person also rented in this city a small corner of the
It is always difficult to live in first-tier cities for a long time. The most extravagant dream of wandering people like us is to own a house of our own. Without our own home, we have no sense of belonging to this city.Unfortunately, most of the time we can only live in these big cities as rootless duckweeds.
Picking a weekend, I came to his rented place with my bag on my back.Not much different from where I live, if not worse.The old ground-floor building is estimated to be more than ten years old. There is no property security, and it is unimpeded 24 hours a day.
I stopped at the building I was renting, went to the small supermarket transformed from a garage on the first floor, bought a bottle of water, and chatted with the proprietress.The proprietress who just finished eating at noon may be doing nothing, and she lacks a chat partner like me. Hearing that a foreigner like me is coming to find a house to rent, she hurriedly told me the "big news" in the community.
"Oh, someone just died upstairs here, and you came here to rent a house, or committed suicide. How unlucky."
"Really, this can still lie to you. The media has come to interview many times. The landlord is from our community. He complained every day these days. He died when he was renting his house. Let me tell you, he That house is now hundreds of dollars cheaper, and no one dares to rent it.”
"Who are you talking about? I don't know. I heard that that person doesn't have a proper job. He hides at home every day. I think he has some mental problems. Why don't he commit suicide?"
"..."
After listening to a bunch of things the proprietress said, I didn't feel anything, even if it was a random guess that could be regarded as slander, I didn't feel a little bit.This kind of thing is too much, isn't it.Now with the freedom of speech, you can freely express any opinion in your heart, as long as no one is on the line with you, you can say it. After all, you don’t need to pay money for whatever you say or type.It's a pity that I still have to pay for the water I bought in the proprietress's shop.I took out two coins and gave them to the proprietress, two dollars, after listening to the information sharing by the proprietress for nearly 10 minutes, who knows if it is worth it or not.
I walked out of the store, looking at the bright sunshine outside, without feeling any warmth.
It is always difficult to live in first-tier cities for a long time. The most extravagant dream of wandering people like us is to own a house of our own. Without our own home, we have no sense of belonging to this city.Unfortunately, most of the time we can only live in these big cities as rootless duckweeds.
Picking a weekend, I came to his rented place with my bag on my back.Not much different from where I live, if not worse.The old ground-floor building is estimated to be more than ten years old. There is no property security, and it is unimpeded 24 hours a day.
I stopped at the building I was renting, went to the small supermarket transformed from a garage on the first floor, bought a bottle of water, and chatted with the proprietress.The proprietress who just finished eating at noon may be doing nothing, and she lacks a chat partner like me. Hearing that a foreigner like me is coming to find a house to rent, she hurriedly told me the "big news" in the community.
"Oh, someone just died upstairs here, and you came here to rent a house, or committed suicide. How unlucky."
"Really, this can still lie to you. The media has come to interview many times. The landlord is from our community. He complained every day these days. He died when he was renting his house. Let me tell you, he That house is now hundreds of dollars cheaper, and no one dares to rent it.”
"Who are you talking about? I don't know. I heard that that person doesn't have a proper job. He hides at home every day. I think he has some mental problems. Why don't he commit suicide?"
"..."
After listening to a bunch of things the proprietress said, I didn't feel anything, even if it was a random guess that could be regarded as slander, I didn't feel a little bit.This kind of thing is too much, isn't it.Now with the freedom of speech, you can freely express any opinion in your heart, as long as no one is on the line with you, you can say it. After all, you don’t need to pay money for whatever you say or type.It's a pity that I still have to pay for the water I bought in the proprietress's shop.I took out two coins and gave them to the proprietress, two dollars, after listening to the information sharing by the proprietress for nearly 10 minutes, who knows if it is worth it or not.
I walked out of the store, looking at the bright sunshine outside, without feeling any warmth.
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