"If I hadn't done those things, would the ending be different?"
He seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, with no end in sight and endless darkness. It was like a huge cliff, and there seemed to be a pair of huge eyes below, which could make his heart instantly cold in the blink of an eye.
He seemed very tired and closed his eyes, preparing to face this moment.
The hustle and bustle of the city, the roar of cars and the running of people make the world colorful. In the stream of people coming and going, everyone is completing their mission, but he always goes against the grain.
He went to a convenience store, bought a bottle of water and a pack of cigarettes, and then went out. In his eyes, the world was nothing more than that. A pack of cigarettes and a bottle of water could represent everything in the world. People passing by would never take a second look at this idle man. They all had more things to do.
He returned to his rental house, a very simple room with only a bed and a table. The small space did not even allow him to place another chair next to the table. He lit the cigarette at hand with a lighter, took a deep breath, and then blew out the smoke ring, drifting outside through the window that was only half the height of a man.
"Hey, I don't know how long it has been." The man said calmly.
Intention: despair, revenge, suspense,