Why have an afterlife

"Why There Must Be an Afterlife" Author: Lu Li

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Lin Qing always dreamed that if there was an afterlife, he would try his best to avoid the culprit that caused him such embarrassment.Other than that, look no further.This is the emotional matter of a person who wants to die but dare not die.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Lin Qing, Feng Baiyu┃Supporting actors: Zhao Zhengjun, Lin Jia, Liang Ruofei┃Others: Please believe that love will come eventually

No.: ☆, this boring life

After six o'clock, Lin Qing immediately locked the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, stood up and began to unbutton the doctor's uniform.Next door, Director Zhang still has patients, and the voice of conversation can be heard vaguely.He glanced at it, hung the doctor's uniform behind his office door expressionlessly, and clocked out.

Oh, another boring day.Lin Qing swept a shared bicycle at the entrance of the hospital, ready to go to the nearest snack street to eat something good.The small hot pot is good, and it is not embarrassing to eat alone.It’s not too much to say that the small hot pot is good, because he himself spends a steamed bun and a dish in the small shop downstairs of the dormitory every day, and the hospital dormitory is two points and one line. Life is just like him, very boring.

Lin Qing, who was born this year, has no car and no house, and his salary is constant. He looks shabby and out of place among a group of colleagues who have cars, houses and happy families.

The small steaming hot pot was brought to the table. In the simmering heat, Lin Qing drank the beer in the glass in one gulp, and silently said to himself: "Lin Qing, happy birthday."

It was still early after dinner, Lin Qing planned to wander back on foot, but when he reached the second intersection, his cell phone rang.He looked at the three words "Papa Lin" flashing on the screen of the phone, and was stunned for a few seconds before picking up the phone.

"Hey."

"Xiaoqing, hello? Can you hear me?" Lin Qing frowned in disgust at Papa Lin's loud voice.

"I can hear you, tell me."

"Oh, your mother was hospitalized here, and she fainted in the yard in the afternoon. The investigation said that she was hospitalized due to high blood sugar. Give me some money and I will pay the hospitalization fee."

Lin Qing paused, looked at the traffic lights ahead and didn't speak.Father Lin's loud voice continued on the phone: "Hello? Hello?"

When the traffic light turned from red to green, Lin Qing stepped onto the zebra crossing: "Okay, I got it." Ignoring what was said in the receiver, he looked down at the screen that was in the middle of the call, and hung up the phone.

In fact, Lin Qing has no money.Although he has a seemingly decent job, the salary is not high, and he doesn't have any outstanding talents. In addition, he is already 30 years old and still single, making him appear mediocre and boring.A few years ago, when he was still passionate, he was running around to study majors, and the high tuition fees and hotel and travel expenses made him start to use credit cards. Even though he has worked for many years, the card has a negative amount.The larger amount was maxed out by his ex, his ex-husband to be precise.Others want this or that in divorce, but he leaves the house without mentioning it, and he is still in debt.

Lin Qing checked the balance of the bank card, and transferred the 5000 yuan that had just arrived in the work card to Papa Lin.After transferring the money, he looked up at the misty and dark night sky, let out a long breath, and continued walking towards the dormitory.

At the small intersection under the dormitory, an electric car scratched the buttocks of a Santana's car. The two were arguing with red faces and thick necks, surrounded by a circle of onlookers.When Lin Qing passed by, she thought to herself, if only a car hit me and killed me.Seemingly thinking that this idea was good, Lin Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, amused at himself for having this idea.Carrying those debts, let the old man who only knows how to farm pay them off after he dies?No no no, you can't die yet.

In the past, she lived for breath, but after a few years, she was worn out by life, and Lin Qing didn't know why she wanted to live.

The author has something to say: Lin Qing is very sad

No.: ☆, there are so many minutes every day that I want to die

The weather was fine that day, and it happened that Lin Qing was resting.There is nothing left and right, and it is time to go back and have a look if I haven't been home for two months. No matter how unhappy, it is a place to go.

After getting on the bus and wandering around for an hour, he bought some fruit near the station, Lin Qing hailed a taxi, gave the address and started playing with his mobile phone.Local taxi drivers are very good at chatting. In order to avoid communication, Lin Qing pretends to play with his mobile phone, and then locks the screen to unlock and swipe left and right to cycle.

The driver glanced at the young man who obviously didn't want to communicate from the rearview mirror, and finally gave up the desire to open his mouth.

After getting off the car at the door of the house, Lin Qing didn't look at the neighbors who were sitting and chatting on the road, and went in directly.In the innermost corner of the yard was a Samoyed he had brought home because of a change of job. When the dog saw Lin Qing, it immediately started howling and ran forward regardless of the one-meter-long chain around its neck.Lin Qing looked at the stain on its body, moved her nose, and gave up the idea of ​​touching it.

Hearing the barking of the dog, Lin Qing's just-adult younger sister shook out from the west room.Seeing the obvious change in Lin Qing's expression, he came over to touch Lin Qing.

Lin Qing took a step back and stopped her with his eyes: "Don't come over".

Lin Jia put down her hands in frustration, and said, "Brother, you are back."

"Hmm." Lin Qing reached out and handed over the fruit she bought on the way, "Where's Mom?"

"She's gone to Mrs. Wang's house, I'll look for it." After saying that, she put the fruit in the main room and ran out.

Lin Qing walked into the main room, sniffed and frowned, feeling uncontrollably irritable.Every time I go home, the house is a mess, with a stale smell of old age.He turned into his room, opened the windows for ventilation, and changed the sheets and quilts.When the smell in the room got better, he turned on the computer by the bed. After 1 minute, I angrily dropped the mouse in my hand.

The entire computer screen is covered in flowers.

Looking sideways, the center of the screen was crushed due to force.

Lin Qing sat down and took a breath, opened the drawer to find his own music player and wanted to listen to some songs.Lin Qing searched for the small drawer repeatedly for 10 minutes, but found nothing.

After a while, his mother's loud voice was heard talking to the neighbors on the street: "Yes! Our Xiaoqing is back." Then before he entered the house, he heard her shouting again: "Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing."

Lin Qing lay on the bed, looked at the mottled ceiling, and did not respond.

Mother Lin entered the room and saw Lin Qing lying on the bed, her tone dropped: "Qing, you're back."

"Ah."

"Listen to Wangwang's call, I miss you. Xiaohan ate a dead mouse a few days ago, and I'm afraid he's going to die."

Lin Qing immediately sat up.

Wangwang was his family's Samoyed. At that time, Lin Qing was raising him as a son. Every morning, he got up an hour early to go for a walk. He went back to feed it at noon, and then went for a walk in the evening before eating dinner.Lin Qing called him hope, and treated him as a companion, adding some vitality to his boring life.Xiaohan was picked up next to the trash can by him. It is a very good orange cat. It is only about four years old now and has been raised at home for two years.Hearing that it might not work, Lin Qing was still touched.

After leaving the room door, Lin Qing ignored the barking Samo who was scurrying up and down, glanced around the yard, and saw the thin and out-of-shape Xiaohan in the corner.Xiaohan walked over unsteadily, nestled at Lin Qing's feet and did not move.

Lin Qing stretched out her hand and stroked its tarnished yellow fur, and asked Mother Lin, "Have you had an injection yet?"

Mother Lin stretched out her hand to prevent him from touching Xiao Han, and replied: "I was beaten the day before yesterday, and I also poured mung bean water, but it still didn't work. I wasted half to death, didn't eat, and kept throwing up."

Lin Qing took out the money and asked Mother Lin to buy another injection, squatting there looking at the lump at her feet, her mind was blank.

After getting the injection, he pinched a little skin on the back of Xiaohan's neck and pushed the medicine in.In the process of pushing, the thin kitten let out a mournful cry, without even struggling.

Putting down the kitten, Lin Qing turned back to the bedroom and lay on the bed.

"I really want to die." This was the only thought in Lin Qing's mind.

No.: ☆, I want to die every day

After dinner in the evening, Lin Qing was dragged by Lin's father to study the insulin that Xia Lin's mother was about to inject. After the injection, Lin Qing went back to her room.Looking at the computer screen at the corner of the table, Lin Qing's irritability intensified.

In the afternoon, when Papa Lin came home from get off work, Lin Qing became hysterical, and Lin Jiacai sent the music player back timidly, but insisted that the computer screen was not done by herself.Lin Qing turned on the player, and it was empty, and all the lossless music that she paid for was deleted.

Lin Qing threw the player on the table casually, and squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

It's useless to be angry, you are the only one who gets angry in the end, Lin Qing persuaded herself.

Lin Qing took out the towel and rummaged through the pajamas, thinking she would wear them after taking a shower.After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets for a long time, I found that a pair of pajamas and shorts that I often wear were missing.Lin Qing covered her head and took a deep breath, opened the door and went to the yard, calling Lin Jia loudly.

Lin Jia had been trained in the afternoon, but she hadn't calmed down yet, she walked out of the West Room wringing her hands, and looked at Lin Qing with lowered eyebrows.

"Where's my pair of black shorts?" Lin Qing controlled her volume, trying not to get hysterical.

"No...no see."

"Think about it, black with white stripes on the sides."

Lin Jia quickly glanced at Lin Qing and immediately lowered her head. After struggling for a while, she went back to the room.

"I knew it was like this." Lin Qing looked at Lin Jia's back and thought helplessly.

After a while, Lin Jia came out with the missing pair of shorts: "Brother, I took the wrong one."

Lin Qing looked down at the obviously stretched clothes in her hands, and didn't even bother to get angry: "I don't want it if you wear it, but why are you a girl wearing my clothes? My things are so good? "

Lin Jia lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Lin Qing looked at her useless appearance and didn't know what to say.

Papa Lin poked his head out of the room when he heard the movement: "Oh, it's just one dress, why don't you buy another one!"

Lin Qing glanced over, and Papa Lin immediately faltered. He called Lin Jia: "Go out for a walk and see that you are fat now."

Lin Qing looked at Lin Jia with a smile that was not a smile, she threw away her clothes and walked out as if relieved, thinking that it was time to lose weight, she was fat like a pig.

Lin Jia happened to be an adult this year. She graduated from junior high school two years ago and stayed at home. She is 1.5 meters tall and weighs 1.7. Lin Qing's [-] meters [-] body can feel like she can throw her arm on the ground when standing in front of her.Lin Jia was fat and dark, with black dirt in her nails for many years, her shoulders slumped when she walked, her feet could never be lifted, and she made an unbearable rubbing sound as she walked.Last year, someone in the village told Lin Jia about a marriage. It was an orphan and widow in the east of the village.Coincidentally, Lin Qing knew this person, he was his elementary school classmate.In my impression, this classmate went home to farm when he was in elementary school, and there was a yellowish snot under his nose all the year round. He lifted his pants and sucked his nose after walking a few steps.

Since they are classmates, they are also the same age, 30 years old.Lin Qing sneered, feeling like a dog in her heart, but when she turned around and saw Hope jumping up and down, she felt sorry for thinking so.

Later, I heard that it didn't work out, and the reason was a mismatch or something. Lin Qing didn't care, but the fact that it didn't work made him very happy, and even seeing Lin Jia was much more pleasing to the eye.

Lin Jiahua is the same age and pig-like figure, these are not the point, the point is that Lin Jia is mentally handicapped.

This mentally retarded is not a derogatory term, it is a real mentally retarded.Although she followed junior high school, she actually couldn't understand addition and subtraction within 10.So when I heard that her family had introduced someone to her, Lin Qing was the first to object, and the reason for objecting could only be that Lin Jia was young.

But only Lin Jia knew in his heart that he was afraid of being burdened by such a family again.If you are willing to marry into a mentally handicapped family, it will definitely not be much better. Lin Jia's marriage is bad news for Lin Qing.

The author has something to say: it’s not over yet, this is where it’s at

No.: ☆, over there

Lin Qing lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while, when he heard the sound of footsteps with family characteristics approaching in the yard, he put down his mobile phone.Immediately afterwards, Father Lin opened the bedroom door and looked at Lin Qing: "Xiaoqing, are you lying down?"

Lin Qing said "hmm" and didn't move.

Papa Lin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have you been contacted recently?"

Lin Qing looked up at the ceiling, and said two words slowly: "No."

Father Lin was silent for a while, and comforted as if he had made up his mind: "If you don't contact me, then don't contact me. Just pretend that you don't have that child and you are still young..."

Lin Qing grabbed the phone, unlocked it irritably and slid the phone interface back and forth: "I know, I will consider if there is a suitable one."

Seeing his attitude, Papa Lin couldn't say anything more, closed the door, and walked away with the sound of shoes dragging the floor.

Lin Qing pulled up the quilt to cover her face.

The matter of Lin Qing's divorce has been discussed in the village for a long time, and it is conceivable that the family members will be pointed at along the way.In retrospect, the few years of marriage with Zhao Zhengjun was a big joke, but it was a pity for that ignorant child, Lin Qing's son.

Lin Qing's son, Zhao Jin, is 7 years old this year and will start elementary school in the second half of the year. During the four years since Lin Qing and Zhao Zhengjun divorced, he saw Zhao Jin less than ten times.

Zhao Jin is young, but his personality does not follow anyone. He has shown a maturity beyond his age in matters concerning the two fathers.Every time Lin Qing went to visit him, he would be stunned for a few seconds, and then calmly smiled at Lin Qing: "Little Daddy, you are off work."

Every time he saw Zhao Jin like this, Lin Qing was angry and funny. He complained that the child didn't jump at him, didn't tell him what he missed, and didn't cry or make trouble. When I left, I still said goodbye to my little dad very calmly.It seems that Lin Qing's departure was really just a business trip.In those TV dramas, "Life and Death Don't Hold the Car Door to Not Let You Go" has never happened.

This child really follows whoever he wants and has no conscience.Lin Qing bitterly slandered her own son.

Two years before the divorce, Zhao Zhengjun's family thought that they would be able to coax Lin Qing back to remarry after a while, but later found that Lin Qing really didn't have that idea, so her attitude immediately became cold, and she didn't do any superficial work. If you want to see your child, you must make an appointment in advance.

Lin Qing was woken up by the ringing of the phone.He struggled to wake up from the dream of the past, and picked up the phone.

"Hey."

"Hello, Mr. Lin, do you know Mr. Zhao Zhengjun?"

Lin Qing hung up the phone without any sleepiness.No need to ask, it must be a reminder for the loan.Before that, Lin Qing would receive a similar call every few days. At the beginning, Lin Qing could patiently explain his relationship with Zhao Zhengjun, but then he hung up the phone directly.The two divorced for four years, and Zhao Zhengjun used his name to borrow money everywhere, and filled in Lin Qing's name in the uncle column as the first contact.Lin Qing felt that if the two had the same surname, he could put himself directly in the column of father.

The ghost lingers, fuck your eight generations of ancestors.Lin Qing cursed bitterly in her heart.

No.: ☆, let me die

Father Lin has been calling Lin Qing twice in the past three days, which makes people who don't take the initiative to contact the family once a month feel panicked, and always feel that something is about to happen.But Papa Lin resolutely stated that it was pure concern and nothing else.

Cut, I am concerned now, why did I go earlier.Lin Jing disdained such rhetoric.

The relationship between Lin Qing and his father is not like a normal father-son relationship.From a young age, Lin Qing's dream was to grow up and fly far away, and not go home until he could go home.Because having him in this family seems superfluous. When Lin Qing was a child, he was not allowed to eat at the dinner table. Mother Lin especially disliked Lin Qing and tried every means to torture him.

When she was young, Lin Qing was like a little beast whose territory had been violated. She defended her territory angrily. She had a small quarrel with Lin's mother for three days, and a big quarrel for five days, until she had her younger sister, Lin Jia.

Although Lin Qing was young at one point, he liked this soft sister very much. He often sneaked over to look at it and dedicated his favorite watercolor pens to the baby sister. Qing poked his sister with a watercolor pen.An angry father Lin slapped Lin Qing and warned him to stay away from his sister.From then on, Lin Qing went to the grandparents next door, and never visited her little sister again.For many years thereafter, Lin Qing followed