In fear, time would become very slow — especially when there was not much support for projects to pass the time. Time would crawl like a snail.
The university dormitory was equipped with a TV series. Caroline had repeatedly switched dozens of channels back and forth. Even so, only half an hour had passed.
Arnaud was not here. He said that he still needed to go to class. Otherwise, he might not have enough credits to graduate. Caroline found out that Arnaud was studying in three different departments at the same time.
There were some certificates and awards in the dormitory, all of which belonged to Arnaud personally. This guy is probably a genius, right?
Although Caroline didn't know what a real genius should be like, there was no doubt that Arnaud was the smartest person she knew. Well, just in terms of studying.
The university campus was very quiet and clean. Young faces were everywhere. Young men and women walked on the campus roads in groups of three and five. Caroline leaned against the window, feeling as if she had entered a zoo called "university." She was looking at a world she had never been in contact with.
Caroline suddenly thought of Nia. She hadn't heard from Nia for a few days. She didn't know if Lawyer Carlo had sold Nia's real estate. Perhaps he had sold it and let the Boss of Boston's men get two million.
She lay in bed perhaps more hopelessly than ever before, for Carlo was probably gone, for even Caroline herself had disappeared from the last moments of Nia's life at this time.
Every time she thought of this, Caroline felt very sad and guilty.
Perhaps a real whore should be more ruthless. Caroline thought for a long time and finally found a reason for herself to calm down.
She forced herself to avoid thinking about anything related to Nia. Besides, she could not even protect herself now.
She kept changing the TV channel because she wanted to see if there was any news about Livia's murder.
However, to Caroline's regret, the various TV stations broadcast either non-nutritious programs or all kinds of strange news and current affairs.
Caroline suddenly felt a little ridiculous because she understood that for a lowly sex worker like Livia, not many people would pay attention to her even if she died on the street. The police would even be troubled because it increased their workload.
Just like that, the death of a life was buried in the ever-changing society … Scum, trash. For a moment, Caroline even subconsciously labeled herself as such.
Thus, when she looked at the men and women on campus, she suddenly felt that these people were somewhat disgusting. She knew that she was just venting her anger on him.
But if she didn't vent her anger … what could a person like her do?
Someone like me?
Caroline suddenly rushed out of the dormitory recklessly. She remembered Arnold's warning not to leave this place casually. But at this time, she just wanted to find a place to get some fresh air — even if it was just taking a stroll around the dormitory.
Of course, she would still take some protective measures.
For example, she put on a hoodie and took a pair of glasses from Arnold's desk. She found that the glasses turned out to have no lenses, just a pair of glasses.
Caroline didn't think too much about it because she felt that she was in a mess now. She couldn't figure out what happened when she came in.
She gradually walked through the path of the boys' dormitory and came to an artificial lake on campus. Caroline threw a few stones into the artificial lake. She even played a game of throwing stones several times, but in the end, she felt bored.
When she looked back, she saw an old man sitting alone on a bench not far away.
The old man stared at the artificial lake in a daze. Caroline felt that this old man was obviously not spending a leisurely afternoon. He should have something on his mind.
Perhaps time will pass faster if I chat with a stranger … Caroline subconsciously walked toward the old man who was sitting on the bench in a daze.
"Can I sit here?" Caroline stepped forward and asked.
The old man glanced up, didn't speak, and didn't continue to pay attention.
Caroline shrugged and sat directly on the other side of the bench.
"What's this?" Caroline noticed a black card next to the old man.
The old man didn't reply, but quickly stuffed the card into his pocket.
Caroline didn't care much.
At this time, she suddenly took out a few pieces of chocolate from her pocket, "Do you want to eat? I heard that if you eat something when you are unhappy, you will be happier. It seems that chocolate contains some special ingredients or something. "
"Arachidonic acid aminoethanol," the old man said indifferently.
Caroline asked curiously, "What is this?"
The old man glanced at Caroline and frowned, "Arachidonic acid aminoethanol is an endogenous cannabinoid that can combine with the opioid receptors in our brain and then promote the production of dopamine in the brain. Dopamine can make people feel happy and relaxed. This is the campus of the Department of Bioengineering. Are you a student of the Department of Bioengineering? Why don't you know such basic things? "
Caroline rolled her eyes, "Do you have to be a student just because you are here? Are you also a student here? Old man? "
Of course, this old man couldn't be a student. This was just Caroline's glib talk.
"You don't know me?" The old man glanced at Caroline in surprise.
"Are you famous?" Caroline asked back.
"I'm not famous." The old man said indifferently, "I'm just a bad old man who had to retire and was sent to this place to retire."
"Retirement … Isn't retirement good?" Caroline asked curiously. "Haven't you worked hard all your life for retirement? I think you should be quite rich. Isn't it good to enjoy life next? Why are you still sulking here? "
The old man said, "My life is long gone."
Caroline saw that the old man had no intention of touching the chocolate she gave out, so she took it back and ate it herself. Suddenly, she said, "Probably, but it's much better than some people waiting desperately for death in a hospital bed. At least you can sit here in a daze. And others might not be able to see tomorrow's sun. "
The old man glanced at Caroline in surprise. His intuition told him that this girl had a sense of vicissitudes that ordinary students didn't have.
He subconsciously asked, "Do you have something on your mind too?"
Caroline kicked her legs and seemed to be in a better mood. She said, "Old man, you just said 'also', right? You go first! "
The old man shook his head.
Caroline simply sat up cross-legged and then turned herself to the old man. "Don't you think it's just right? I have something to worry about, and you have something to think about. We're both depressed, and it's not that we don't want to know each other. We might not see each other again in the future. So why don't we talk to each other? I heard that if you listen to more of other people's miserable experiences, you'll feel happy. "
"What kind of logic is that?" The old man frowned.
Caroline shrugged and said, "There's no logic, but isn't it all the same? Let's say you've had an unlucky afternoon and you can't feel any worse. But at night, someone tells you that your neighbor died in a car accident. You may feel sad, but don't you also feel 'lucky'? Because someone else is worse off than you. "
"Building your happiness on others?" The old man shook his head. "Not interested."
Caroline shrugged and said, "That depends on who the other party is. Maybe the other party is also building happiness on you … Anyway, I'll say it first. Let's each say one thing. We can not discuss any reasons for this matter and just simply listen. How about it? "
Seeing that the old man didn't respond, Caroline thought for a while and said first, "I'm currently being chased by a few bad guys. I can't go anywhere now. I can only hide. All the money on me has been taken away by the bad guys. Now I'm basically in a state where I don't have the next meal. "
"Then you should go to the police," the old man said indifferently.
Caroline said, "Didn't we agree not to talk about the matter itself and just listen? Okay, it's your turn, old man. "
The old man frowned and hesitated for a while before slowly saying, "I can still work, but I have a problem at work. This will have a great impact on my son. That's why he fired me from my job and sent me here. If I don't agree, life in a nursing home will be waiting for me. "
Caroline said, "A friend of mine unfortunately died not long ago, and I inexplicably appeared at the scene of the murder. They all treated me as the murderer."
The old man's eyes narrowed slightly. Looking at the young girl with a delicate face, his face sank.
Caroline was ready to run at this time. Unexpectedly, the old man stared blankly at the lake. "I … I've killed a lot of people. A long time ago, because of my stubbornness, I caused a work accident. Then my colleagues who worked with me all died in the accident. This even included one of my favorite students, and she was also my son's wife. "
"No wonder your son treats you badly …" Caroline said in astonishment.
The old man frowned, "Didn't you say not to talk about it?"
"I'm sorry." Caroline shrugged and then looked up into the distance. "I lied to someone. Although I don't know if she treats me well or not, she was still willing to give me the last bit of her things. But I still lied to her, deceived her with others … and cheated her of her hope. "
The old man said, "I'm also deceiving, deceiving my relatives and deceiving my grandson … I dare not tell him the truth back then and try my best to maintain this family. But we all know that the longer the deceit, the stronger the pain will be when the truth comes. "
Caroline was silent.
The old man was also silent.
After a long time, Caroline suddenly said, "I have no future."
The old man said slowly, "My dream is dead."
After a long time.
Caroline sighed, stood up, and shook her head, "It turns out that I can't be happy at all."
The old man also smiled bitterly.
"Let's go." Caroline shook her head and patted the old man's shoulder casually … It was a very simple comforting action.
However, the moment her palm touched the old man's shoulder, Caroline's brain suddenly exploded, and a strange scene flashed in front of her eyes.
A white bed covered with white sheets. It was the old man's appearance. He seemed to be dead in the ward … Beside him, there was a middle-aged man with a complicated expression and a little boy who was crying.
"You … you will die," Caroline muttered to herself.
She shuddered and woke up. She saw the old man looking up at her in shock. Caroline hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that. I just … just …"
"Maybe." The old man shook his head thoughtfully, "Maybe even I died back then …"
"I mean, in the future …" Caroline swallowed her words in the end.
The old man also stood up, put on his hat, and turned to leave. Caroline said to his back, "Do you want to go home more?"
The old man waved his hand as a farewell with Caroline on his back.
…
After watching the old man leave completely, Caroline went back listlessly. Perhaps she could rush back to the dormitory before Arnaud came back from class.
She didn't stop all the way. When she was about to reach the dormitory, she went into the convenience store and bought a bottle of beer. The money was taken from the table in the dormitory. It was just some loose change, probably enough to buy a bottle of beer.
When Caroline walked out of the convenience store, she saw Arnaud walking past with his head lowered. Caroline wanted to stop him, but she saw him quickly circling to the back of the convenience store.
Caroline frowned. She didn't make a sound but followed quietly.
Arnaud stopped in the alley behind the convenience store, and a few young men were waiting here early. These people should be students of the school. Caroline saw that one of them was carrying a schoolbag.
Arnaud seemed to be particularly cautious. They were talking about something. The students suddenly took out money and handed it to Arnaud.
After Arnaud nodded, he took out something from his body and handed it to these students.
Caroline opened her mouth and quickly turned her back with a little horror in her eyes. Her face suddenly turned pale. Caroline subconsciously covered her mouth, but her fingers touched the glasses on her face.
Caroline took off the glasses abruptly. There were no lenses.
Arnaud was nearsighted, but these glasses …
This person … is not Arnaud!
…
…
In the evening, an old man came to the stairs.
He was holding a strange black card in his hand, and his face was confused. He seemed to be looking for something, and his eyes kept looking around.
This old man looked clean and neat, and his clothes should be of good brands.
This attracted some covetous eyes nearby. Although there was a rule not to rob locals, in fact, many people really cared about such a rule most of the time.
The old man didn't know that two people had been quietly following behind him.
His eyes suddenly lit up at this time, and he walked toward a grocery store on the stairs. From the eyes of the two people who wanted to see the robbery, the old man was indeed walking in this direction.
"Where is he?"
"Wasn't he here just now? Why did he suddenly disappear? "
"Quickly look for him …"
…
Club.
The old man looked up at the door of this old shop, and then reached out to push the pine door.
The old man was surprised to see such a luxuriously decorated shop in the slums without losing its style.
He didn't know where the lights were installed, but the lobby was bright and warm, soft and not dazzling.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
The old man heard the voice and looked over. It was a woman in a black and white maid outfit. She was sitting quietly on a chair in the corner.
"I …" The old man subconsciously raised the black card in his hand, "It seems … it brought me here. But I can't remember when this thing appeared in my hand … Have, have we seen it somewhere before? "
"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with, Dr. Franky?" The club maid asked again.
Her voice was not loud, but it clearly passed into the old man's ears and heart. It seemed to have endless magic … Countless things flashed through the old man's mind.
Old man … Dr. Franky was not surprised that his name was called out in an instant. He just had an impulse in his heart.
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