133. If people knew when they would die

Ling Ling rolled her eyes at Hao Shengnan and said with a smile, "Your creativity is not very good. No brand would want to use this idea!" "Why?" "Because it will remind people of the remains." After Ling Ling finished speaking, Shengnan suddenly burst into laughter, "Haha, Lingling, you are still the most exciting to talk to! I really can't stand those people who talk to me cautiously every day. It's too boring." Ling Ling smiled with her, lifted a corner of her quilt, and helped her massage the part where the hose was not inserted, trying to relieve her pain all over her body. Shengnan felt better and had the energy to continue chatting with her: "Hey, Ling'er, you said, it would be great if people knew when they would die. If I knew I would die young, I would definitely squeeze out all my resources for enjoyment." "That's why God made humans not know when they will die, otherwise how to maintain the balance of terror? In that case, the crime rate would be extremely high, and human society would be completely impossible to build. If humans can do whatever they want, the world will be devastated." Lingling's words did not comfort Shengnan. She continued unwillingly: "But there are still many things I haven't tried, what a pity. Although I have slept with my white moonlight, if I knew that my life is so short, I will definitely try more new and exciting people and things. Hey, how is Yu Chuanbei?" "What do you mean?" "That one!" Seeing her stubborn character, Lingling couldn't help but roll her eyes at her and said, "He's pretty good, right?" "Oh, I said, he is really the second man I have ever seen in real life besides Ren Qingshi." "Hey, we've broken up, okay? Stop talking about him." Ling Ling's hands massaged Sheng Nan with unnaturally greater force. "You broke up with him, so who are you going to look for? Zhong Mingtong? There's no chance for you two." Ling Ling didn't understand why she was so arbitrary. "Although I have no plans to do anything with Zhong Mingtong, why do you say that?" "Because you two are not the same kind of people at all. You and Yu Chuanbei are the same kind of people." Seeing Sheng Nan so sure, Ling Ling felt empty in her heart. "Yu Chuanbei and I...there's no possibility anymore." "Why? It's not like either of you wants to die," Sheng Nan said disapprovingly. Ling Ling had never told Sheng Nan about what had happened to her in the past few days, but now she told him everything. Sheng Nan was silent for a long time after hearing this. Ling Ling thought she was too tired, or maybe she was sick again. But after a long time, she continued to speak: "I think what Yu Chuanbei did to you was really...

Ling Ling rolled her eyes at Hao Shengnan and said with a smile, "Your creativity isn't very good. No brand would want to use this kind of idea!"

"Why?"

"Because it reminds people of the deceased's face."

After Ling Ling finished speaking, Sheng Nan suddenly burst into laughter. "Haha, Ling Ling, you're still the most exciting person! I can't stand those people who talk to me cautiously every day. They're so boring."

Ling Ling smiled along with her, lifted a corner of her quilt, and helped her massage the area where the hose was not inserted, trying to relieve the pain all over her body.

Sheng Nan felt better and had the energy to continue chatting with her. "Ah, Ling'er, you know, it would be nice if people knew when they would die. If I had known I would die young, I would have squeezed every last drop out of my resources for enjoyment."

"That's why God has made it so that humans don't know when they'll die. Otherwise, how can the balance of terror be maintained? If that were the case, the crime rate would be incredibly high, and human society would be completely impossible to build. If humans were allowed to act recklessly, the world would be devastated."

Ling Ling's words did not comfort Sheng Nan. She continued unwillingly, "But there are still many things I haven't tried. What a pity. Although I have slept with my white moonlight, if I knew that my life is so short, I must try more new and exciting people and things. Hey, how is Yu Chuanbei?" "What do you mean?"

"That one!"

Seeing her stubborn character, Ling Ling couldn't help but roll her eyes at her and said, "It's pretty good, isn't it?"

"Oh, I told you, besides Ren Qingshi, he is the second man I've ever had my eye on in real life."

"Hey, we've broken up, okay? Don't mention him anymore." Ling Ling massaged Sheng Nan with unnaturally greater force.

"You broke up with him, so who are you going to look for? Zhong Mingtong? There's no chance for you two."

Ling Ling didn't understand why she was so arbitrary. "Although I have no intention of doing anything to Zhong Mingtong, why do you say that?"

"Because you two are not the same kind of people at all. You and Yu Chuanbei are the same kind of people."

Seeing Shengnan's certainty, Lingling felt empty in her heart, "Yu Chuanbei and I...there's no possibility anymore."

"Why? Neither of you wants to die." Sheng Nan said disapprovingly.

Ling Ling had never told Sheng Nan about what had happened to her in the past few days, but now she told him everything. Sheng Nan was silent for a long time after listening to her. Ling Ling thought she was too tired or had fallen ill again.

But after a long while, she continued, "I think what Yu Chuanbei did to you was indeed excessive. As you said, it can be classified as marital rape. But - take a look at his subsequent remorse. If after a few years, he is still a man you are willing to trust, I hope that even if you can't reconcile, you can still be loyal friends. Because, Ling'er, your parents are gone, and I am leaving too. It would be too lonely for you to be left alone in this world."

Shengnan's words seemed to have drained all her strength. Her voice was weak and even a little unclear, but to Lingling, they carried a powerful force, each word piercing her heart. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she sobbed uncontrollably. "Then why don't you stay with me forever? Together we can become annoying middle-aged people, and then become lovable old ladies. How wonderful it would be if we could be together forever!"

Sheng Nan caressed Ling Ling, who was lying beside her bed, and gently wiped away her tears. He said weakly, "Silly girl, who can predict the future? Anyone can die suddenly. So you don't need to always stick to principles. Principles only bind honest people. If you really think Zhong Mingtong is okay, you can give it a try. Otherwise, you will never be satisfied in this life. You have to let your ideals shine into reality, and then you will realize that the ideal you have always wanted to realize may be completely wrong in direction. Don't be afraid of a new relationship seamlessly connecting with the old one. You must know that if you don't seize the opportunity to live, you will be catching up to death."

Ling Ling was amused by her and smiled gently, then raised her face and rubbed the back of her skinny hand.

Someone came quickly behind her. When Ling Ling turned around, it was Long Jia.

"I called him here." Sheng Nan said to Ling Ling, while looking at Long Jia with a smile.

Long Jia's reaction was exactly the same as Ling Ling's that day, the only difference was that the man didn't shed as many tears.

Sheng Nan continued to joke with him, "Mr. Long, how about this single room of mine? I spent all my life savings on it. I figured, since I can't spend it anyway, I might as well give myself a little luxury in my final days. If I'm still alive after all the money is gone, you can ask the doctor to throw me out on the street."

"We'll throw you onto the street?" Long Jia accused her with a hint of anger.

Sheng Nan habitually smacked his lips and said, "It's really not good to do it on the street. It's letting people see me for nothing. You know what? Those colleagues from our unit who I don't know well insisted on coming to see me. I know their intentions. They just want to use me as a rare specimen for curiosity. Anyway, I'm dying soon, so who cares about them? I agreed to let them come. It's not free to visit me. You have to pay for entering the door, and I've also earned a lot of money. On the one hand, they are full of sympathy, and on the other hand, they think they are doing charity to ensure safety. So I called you two here today to tell me my last words, and you two must listen to me carefully."

Long Jia said in frustration, "It's my first day here, do I really have to say all this?"

"Every day of yours may be my last day. Listen carefully, and learn from me. I am in this state but still love life so much. You should stop being depressed!" After Shengnan finished scolding Longjia, he asked Lingling to raise the head of her bed a little higher, and also took some medicine and nutrients before he had the strength to continue talking to them.

"I ordered a really expensive urn on Taobao. It's expected to arrive next week. Ling'er, please check for me. I figured this would be the final destination for all my money, so I bought it from a store that has a lot of good reviews and is both expensive."

Ling Ling interrupted her in confusion and asked, "Who usually gives good reviews?"

Sheng Nan rolled her eyes and said, "Family members, who else do you think they are? Remember, after I'm cremated, place my body back in my old house in the alley. Put it neatly and prominently in the most prominent spot. I don't have the money to buy a cemetery anymore, but if my parents want to fight for the ownership of this house, or if they come to fight for demolition compensation someday, they'll have to take care of me. It's much more cost-effective than using my own money to buy a cemetery."

Ling Ling couldn't help but interrupt her again and said, "Can you let me keep it? I don't want you to be alone in that little room."

"Where are you going to keep me, in your bridal chamber?"

Hearing Shengnan scolding Lingling like that, Longjia burst out laughing. Lingling didn't dare to offend Shengnan, so she could only glare at Longjia fiercely.

"Longjia, you should also be careful. As for me, I loved playing with my phone when I was alive. Can you think of a way to install a wireless network on my grave? Remember to renew my subscription every year. My little shabby house doesn't even have wireless network, so I've been using it from the store next door. If I could connect to wifi in the underworld, I wouldn't be lonely. If there were mobile phones in ancient times, the concubines in the palace would have no time for palace fighting. The emperor could come if he wanted to, and if he did, they would serve him reluctantly. If he didn't, they could just use their phones. Concubine Jing wouldn't have to count bricks all day long."

After receiving this instruction, Long Jia suppressed his laughter and asked Sheng Nan seriously, "How do you plan to set up your Wi-Fi username and password? Leave it now, otherwise it will be difficult for us to communicate after you leave."

Shengnan thought for a moment and said seriously, "Well - the user name will be '​​Shengnan Ni Da Ye', and the password will be the Chinese pinyin of Er Daye and San Ye, 'erdaye&sandaye'." While reciting the pinyin, she drew symbols in the air with her pale fingers.

Long Jia desperately suppressed his laughter and replied, "Okay."

Sheng Nan continued, "I'll invite Ren Qingshi to my funeral. I think it'll be more romantic that way. As for Rong Xinhua, if the four of us can still get together, let's invite her over. I'm dead, so what's the knot in her heart that she can't untie? She's quite good-looking, and with her background, if she became a mistress, I dare say she would be the boss's last mistress. So if she hadn't competed with me for Ren Qingshi, we wouldn't have ended up like this."

Seeing that Long Jia and Ling Ling had fallen silent, Sheng Nan raised his voice again and said, "Alright, focus, I'm going to tell you my last wish! Ling'er, take out a USB drive from my first drawer."

Ling Ling took out a small transparent box and pulled out a silver USB flash drive. But when she heard the word "last wish", Ling Ling couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Okay, stop crying, and don't let your tears ruin my USB drive." Sheng Nan forced a smile and scolded her, then continued, "This USB drive contains all the works I am satisfied with. I want to publish a photography book. Longjia, you are relatively free now, so please help me contact them about this matter. If there is a publishing house willing to publish it, that would be great. If not, I will pay for it myself. But I am not sure how much money I will have left after I die, or whether I will have any money left. So, if I don't have any money left, please help me out with the money, AA system. In the end, if we can really make money, you two will split it equally. If you don't make any money, you two can just consider it as a share of my earnings.

I have another request: Lingling, please add captions to each of my photos. I love your writing, and I think you'll be able to make each of my static works more poetic and philosophical. "How about that, is that okay?" Shengnan glanced at them one after another, waiting for a response.

"Of course." They agreed almost in unison.

Shengnan smiled with relief, tilted his head dejectedly, and no longer had the strength to speak.

Author's Note

Liu Qiu

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07-01

Thank you to everyone who voted for me. I wish you a happy July. I'll be back in August to wish you a happy July.