They did not go out for dinner that night. Xie Yiren made two dishes and they ate and drank at home. It was quite pleasant.
After dinner, Chang Yue rushed to clean the table. Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren took Blackie downstairs for a walk.
It was already late and the lanterns were just lit. Blackie was not curious about everything and ran around like a puppy. It followed Xie Yiren lazily. It did not make a fuss, did not roar, and walked quietly.
"Let's go out and play next weekend," Xie Yiren asked as she held Blackie's hand and strolled under the lights.
The tip of her nose was a little raised, looking mischievous and cute. Zheng Ren chuckled and reached out to scratch her nose. He said softly, "Okay."
"Aren't you going to ask where?"
"With you and Blackie around, it's the same wherever we go. It's home," Zheng Ren said very seriously.
"Then I'll discuss it with Sister Yue," Xie Yiren said happily. "How about going to the hot springs in the mountains and stargazing?"
"Okay, I've heard you say that there's a hot spring near Sea City but I've never had time to go."
"Then let's find a weekend without freelance surgery or surgery and have a good time for two days."
Zheng Ren held her hand and spoke lightly, feeling happy in his heart.
Outside the neighborhood was the community hospital and further ahead was the morning market. Every morning, there was a market here. At night, it became a street of snacks. There were all kinds of snacks. Zheng Ren looked at the food stalls and understood. No wonder Chang Yue could not lose weight …
The weather was getting hotter and more people came out to walk, eat skewers, and drink at night.
"Zheng Ren, one day I took Blackie for a walk. A big sister really liked it and fed it one by one. Blackie ate for half an hour."
Xie Yiren told Zheng Ren about Blackie. Blackie seemed to understand. It rubbed its head against Xie Yiren's hand as if not to let her tell on it.
"I heard that it's not good for dogs to eat too much salt." Zheng Ren tried to recall some fragments of knowledge.
"You have to eat something, right?" Xie Yiren said. "Otherwise, you can live a long life if you don't feel happy, angry, proud, thoughtful, sad, afraid, shocked, eat less and drink less. It seems too boring to live like this. "
"Yes, yes." Boss Zheng nodded repeatedly. "You're right! Everything should be done in moderation. If it's too much, life will be boring. "
Zheng Ren had no way of resisting her point of view.
Because they were holding Blackie's hand, the two of them didn't walk out from the bustling crowd. After all, some people liked dogs, and some didn't. If he really scared someone, he would be asking for trouble.
Walking on a small path on the side, Blackie tactfully hid in the innermost part. It seemed that Xie Yiren had 'told' it earlier.
The smell of smoke in the market was very strong. Zheng Ren's heart was filled with joy when he smelled it.
This was the taste of the human world.
Further ahead, there was a figure squatting on a secluded path, blocking the way.
He held a bottle of white wine in his hand. He raised his head and took a big gulp. He didn't have any dishes to go with the wine. After gulping it down, he opened his mouth and cried silently.
Zheng Ren did not find it strange. People who drank too much were strange. Many years ago, before he had graduated, when he was interning at the affiliated hospital, he met a big brother who was holding a concert in the hospital's emergency department.
He took a closer look at the man who was drinking. The system panel was slightly red, but there was no diagnosis. This was a suboptimal health state, nothing special.
Happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy in the world were normal. Zheng Ren did not want to care. He was a human, not a god. How could he care so much?
Zheng Ren held her hand and whispered, "Let's go another way."
Xie Yiren nodded gently, but Blackie refused to leave when he smelled the wine.
It squatted down, stuck out its tongue, and looked at the man not far away.
Zheng Ren was really worried.
It was all Su Yun's fault. He insisted on giving Blackie wine! It couldn't even walk when it saw others drinking.
Sigh. Zheng Ren sighed heavily.
"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"
Zheng Ren was just about to have a good talk with Blackie about life and path when the proprietress of a stall walked in front of the man with a small plate of leftover peanuts.
"Eat something. You'll feel uncomfortable if you drink on an empty stomach."
"Thank you," the man said politely with red eyes.
"There are no obstacles in this world that can't be overcome. Don't hurt your body." The proprietress was big and burly, but her mind was very delicate. She comforted him rudely.
The man did not know why he broke down and burst into tears. He was like a child who had been wronged.
"What's wrong!" The proprietress ran out with a kitchen knife, thinking that someone was going to cause trouble.
"Don't scare people," the proprietress said. "This big brother only bought a bottle of wine and squatted on the curb to drink it. He even cried as he drank."
The proprietress glanced at the man and sighed.
They were all people who worked hard to make a living. They had to work hard to survive. He did not have the mood to care about other people's business. It was already good enough that he could figure out his own matters.
"It's okay, it's okay." The man scratched his face with his hand and said, "I just feel bad."
"My dad is dying. The doctor asked me to pull him back. Maybe he can see home and see his family again."
"I feel bad. I feel so wronged."
"I don't dare to cry in front of my family. I'm afraid they will feel bad too."
"I just find a place to drink some wine and cry for a while."
The man explained intermittently. As he spoke, tears rolled down his cheeks.
His upper body was naked. He sobbed and said what he could not say with his family.
They were all strangers. It was fine if he said it himself. It was impossible for there to be any response when he got drunk and poured out his stress.
After that, he patted his butt and left. Anyway, they did not know each other.
He did not expect that crying would be of any use. They all had to live. Who would have the mood to help him?
It was like the big car shop in the past, where people from all over the world gathered together. Many secrets that could not be said were uncomfortable in the heart. They drank a little to burn the knife and said a few secrets that could not be said to their close friends and family. The next morning, they went their separate ways.
"Sick? What disease? "
The man covered his mouth and was crying bitterly. Suddenly, a voice came.
The voice was not loud and a little gentle. But in the noisy market, nothing could stop it from reaching the ears.
"The doctor said that I am old," the man replied with a sob. "In my seventies, my heart can't beat."
"Do you have a film?"
"…" The man was stunned. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.
A clean, neat T-shirt, a kind and honest face. The street lamp behind him cast a shadow.
The light of the street lamp spread behind him like a halo around the young man. There was no darkness, only almost infinite light.
There was a kind of trust in the man's heart for no reason.
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