If someone had asked me a few months ago what animal in the world had the hardest life, I might have muttered a lot of vague thoughts, but if someone asked me now, I would definitely answer without thinking that Chinese men are the most tired in life.

As soon as I got out of school, I became a middle-aged person, in addition to running around for firewood, rice, oil and salt every day, I also had to face huge housing prices and how to please her, I didn't have my own way of life, but I was more thinking about how to turn thinking into material, many people died in their twenties, but they were buried at the age of seventy or eighty.

In addition, the most difficult thing in life is the women of Huaxia, they have to bet on whether they have found a reliable man, and they have to think about how to fight against the years to ensure that their men will not change their minds.

The 21st century is a century of take-off, but also a century that destroys the imagination of young people, we could have recited poetry, we could have traveled together, we could have lived any life we wanted, but we were forced to put on the shackles of "life", this is the best era and the worst era, in such a complex era, what we can do is to go with the flow.

More than half an hour later, Zhang Xingyu and I came out of Feng Jie's house, originally I planned to go out early, Zhang Xingyu stopped him from living or dying, and when we came out of his house, I don't know when the alley was full of people.

A champagne-colored Mercedes-Benz sedan was parked diagonally at the mouth of the alley, its front hit on a telephone pole, plastic shards and glass ballast littered the floor, the driver's door was open, bloody, and there were a few deep and shallow scratches on the door.

Two police cars with flashing blue and red police lights parked next to them, and a large group of police officers took pictures and took notes next to them, and from time to time they consulted the onlookers on the sidelines.

Zhang Xingyu leaned on his arm and muttered: "I'll simulate the incident for you, do you want to hear it?"

"I don't want to. I squinted my eyes and muttered.

This thing has always been calculated and calculated for everything, just like an emotionless sophisticated computer, which will calculate all possible consequences, but will not consider the feelings of the person concerned.

"Wang Lang, do you believe it? At that time, Feng Jie must have been furious, and ran out of the kitchen knife with a kitchen knife, and his wife may not have a too complicated relationship with the man in the car, but he will tremble when he sees him like this. Zhang Xingyu bit his lip and smiled as if he was telling a story: "The more panicked they are, the more Feng Jie feels that he is green, so his anger will burn more and more, and he directly raised his knife and slashed at the car door, the man was frightened, so he wanted to run away, but he hit the telephone pole in a hurry, and now Feng Jie seized the opportunity..."

I interrupted him coldly: "Have you ever thought about what Feng Jie would do if he really killed someone?"

"You still don't understand human nature very well, Feng Jie's kind of person is in a kind of small citizen mentality that no one can offend all the year round, even if he is in a hurry, it is nothing more than a few slashes to vent his hatred. Zhang Xingyu said firmly in the direction of the Nissan car: "We spend a lot of time alone, he has told me many times that he feels indebted to his wife and family, do you think he can kill people in this state..."

I interrupted him again coldly: "Do you really have no feelings at all? Feng Jie and you stay together every day these days, buying breakfast for you in the morning and supper for you in the evening, on the way home, he told me that you like to eat sweets, there is a dessert shop in Yuzhong District that sells very good halva, I want to bring you some, if he really causes a big disaster because of his instigation, won't you feel guilty in your heart?"