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Brother Feng was a competitive person. He became crazy, totally crazy.

He felt that he had become a piece of chicken in her mind, tasteless food to be discarded.

The reason that she treated him like that was related to her going to Dalmore

Dalmore was a huge securities company, a giant of the financial industry. They wanted to have outstanding achievements in the financial industry and would never give up.

You just work at Dalmore.

I can, too.

The next day, he acted like nothing happened. On the surface, he still stayed with her, but in his heart he had a secret rivalry with her.

That day, he went to the stock exchange to open an account and invested all of his money in the stock market.

He wanted to prove he was not just a man who could only sell computers. As long as he put in a little time, he could get success, and he would get ahead in her business too.

However, he did it at just the right time.

At the end of last year, the Chinese stock market entered a mad bull market, and the stock prices shot up like weeds.

The two hundred thousand Yuan he had in the stock market exploded, growing all the time.

Everyone who put their money in the stock market at that time were making massive profits.

His stocks were growing exponentially.

He felt like the second spring of his life came early.

He visited his family and borrowed one hundred thousand Yuan to invest in the stock market. Then he borrowed one million from the bank and put it all into the stock market.

The money grew, and he became increasingly self-confident.

But Liu Qinghua, who had been working in the financial industry, was filled with worries. She was familiar with the Chinese stock market.

The Chinese stock market had never been a place for serious investors. It was just an alternative gambling party where the red-eyed gamblers threw their money.

So, when one million became more than two million, she advised him to quickly get out.

But he had gone mad from those soaring stock prices.

He did not listen to her advice, and like every shareholder who was deeply tied up in the stock market, he became blind and arbitrary. He believed in his technology; believed that he could escape any stock market storm through his wisdom.

It had been said that the Chinese stock market was only a boar cage, strewn with cornmeal and bran powder. Those fat boars were sitting under the cage, waiting to eat the pie that fell from the sky.

However, the cage always fell down eventually, and once down, the boar who stayed there to eat cornmeal would become a dish of Chinese food.

Finally, the cage hanging in the air fell down.

Starting in May of last year, the whole stock market began to experience fluctuations, especially in Black June. Thousands of stocks fell, and the money of the investors quickly disappeared.

Countless investments vanished.

On that day in the end of June, Brother Feng sat in the bedroom in the middle of the night, looking at his mobile phone. Suddenly, his tears flew. It was his own hard-earned money, and the money borrowed from the bank, and the money borrowed from home.

The money was gone.

His stocks fell below their initial price, so he now owed the bank plenty of money.

His hand holding the phone was trembling.

On that night, his hair became white.

The next morning, he told her the truth. He said, "The money is all gone. I lost it all in the stock market, and owe the bank plenty of debt."

"Brother Feng."

Liu Qinghua told him she actually had hundreds of thousands of Yuan, but she wouldn't give him a penny.

He had a wry smile, and did not speak.

She said, "I know you are a good man, but this time, I can't help you. I am afraid of bitter days. I do not want to go through poverty again. When just came to Beijing, we could barely afford to eat meat once a month. Those days were too terrible."

She said, "You know, back when we and other people rented together, if I had a stomachache early in the morning but someone else was in the toilet, I could only forcibly wait, I had no other way. I am really scared of those poor days."

"I know." He stood up and began to pack his things.

He said, "I am out; the game is over. Goodbye. Take care of yourself in the future, and if you find a man, don't find such a useless man as me."

He packed his things and left the room without hesitation.

She watched him leave from the window. Many times she wanted to rush downstairs and say to him, "Brother Feng, come back. Your debt, we carry together. If we are diligent later we could still get ahead."

But she didn't go down. She was afraid of those poor days.

Now her money, all her money, was earned back after so many years.

She didn't want to lose these things.

From her window, she watched him carry his suitcase out the gate of the building's front lawn. He looked forsaken.

She thought of the first time he sold three computers and earned four hundred Yuan. On that night he bought her dinner, drank a bottle of beer and said to her, "Believe me, we will succeed."

When she thought of this, her heart was broken. With tears in her eyes, she madly tried to call him. She would tell him: "Come back, I will help you repay the debt."

Unfortunately, her call could not get through.

She would never see him again.

After he went out the gate, extremely sad, he was killed by a car while crossing the road.

A Volkswagen ran him over. His head was smashed against the curb... The blood came out and he died.

When she went out she was stunned, and murmured to herself, "Weren't we supposed to get ahead together? Brother Feng."

......

When I heard their story, I felt heaviness in my heart. I lit a cigarette.

I was shaking my head as I smoked. In fact, their story was the story of many young people in the big city.

This story was always happening over and over.

I sighed and said to her, "You came here just to talk to me?"

"Well." She said, "In fact, I did not know how bitter he was. After his funeral, a close friend of his told me about all that's happened to him in those years."

She covered her face and chokingly said, "I know that when he had just started selling computers he was hungry every day. I also knew he originally intended to open a shop, but sent me to study instead, and continued to sell computers. I also know I was drunk that day, and what I said made him sad."

"He became addicted to the stock market because of me. In the end I couldn't give my savings to him, to help him repay the debt." Her eyes were swollen and red. She suddenly smiled and said, "If I had said to him at that time, 'I would like to help you repay the debt', perhaps he wouldn't have had a car accident?"

Feng Chunsheng glanced at me. He did not know what to say. He walked out to the balcony to smoke.

In love, everybody made mistakes. All normal people made mistakes, so who could say who was wrong?

I thought, "It was good love. Besides true love, who can understand the rest of what's right and what's wrong?"

I patted her shoulder and said: "I know why you wanted to redecorate this place."

I asked her, "Is this where you two lived in college?"

"Yes." She said, "I continued to live in Beijing for half a year, but I no longer had feelings in that city. Without him, although it was luxurious, the city also lost meaning."

She said that when he was alive, he liked to listen to "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty". There was a line in the lyrics, "fate is branded along the palm lines; the dream is gone right after sobering up…"

She said they seemed to be doomed to a separate fate. The line on the palm split into two lines.

"I am like a zombie." She thanked me and said, "I'm sorry, brother Yu, I called you over in the middle of the night just to tell you a bunch of nonsense you didn't want to hear."

"No, no, actually I loved to hear it." I said to her: "You can feel his ghost. In fact, I can also help you, since you are Brother Feng, and Brother Feng is you. Are you willing? He will always live in your heart. Perhaps you can meet him in your dreams."

"Really?"

She suddenly stood up.

I laughed, "Of course. A Yin and Yang Tattoo meant attaching a Yin soul to the body. I can let his Yin soul melt into my ink and tattoo him on your body. After that, you will no longer be separate."

She asked me where I will put the tattoo.

I said the tattoo will be on the wrist. I intended to give her the pattern of an Ananda Buddha Ring, but this time I wouldn't use a soul I'd bought from Liu the Sixth. I shouted to the air: "Brother Feng, if you wish to allow me to put your ghost tattoo on her body, fall into my ink."

As soon as I said that, I saw a black gas flow into my ink.

There was a face in the ink.

That was brother Feng's face. He smiled and looked at me, and then completely disappeared.

He blended in with the ink.

I said to her: "Don't worry. After today, you will no longer be a zombie."

I began to give her the pattern of the Ananda Buddha Ring.

Standing on the balcony, Feng Chunsheng suddenly said to me in a pleading tone: "Shui, please listen to me."

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