Which novel is this?

Tens of thousands of people in the big gang tightly besieged the dream city that started the artifact to protect the city.

Standing on the top of the tower, a handsome tall man in a green cloak,

With an evil smile, I am proud to face these arrogant idiots.

He tried to resist the joint attack of the seven major guilds with one person and one city!

"Don't you like such a hero?"

Look at the handsome guy's mm A and ask mm B under the tower.

"Of course, I really miss Doby!"

Mm B has an O-shaped mouth and an O-shaped heart.

"Then why not act quickly!"

"But I'm afraid!"

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid I won't be seduced if I don't tease, then I'm finished!"

I don't know if it is. Look at the first chapter: it's windy and snowy on New Year's Eve.

Laughter and laughter floated in.

Down and out, seven feet tall,

Wine is cold, cold!

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I know everyone likes snow, its crystal white, its lightness and elegance, its dancing with the wind and its beauty and silence. But I hope it won't snow and it won't be so cold. Without it, there would be no winter. Without winter, there would be no experiences that made me feel like ice. ...

The biting wind with a "meowed" whistle makes people tremble slightly. The black eiderdown hat on their heads and the black woolen coat they bought before Valentine's Day last year could not resist the suffocating cold in front of them. The whole city was so quiet that people frowned. It is really hard for people to feel a little like New Year's Eve in a metropolis, unless occasionally laughter leaked from street windows is mixed with firecrackers from naughty children.

But there are no lights, firecrackers, reunions and laughter-this is the 30th floor of the downtown building. The cold wind roared, like sorrow and anger, snowflakes danced and the sky fell. Everything is as charming as a dream, but no one appreciates it-because there is only one lonely person on the rooftop.

Standing on the railing of the rooftop and looking down quietly, I let the north wind blow my long hair mercilessly. The whole city is like a fierce beast sleeping, and the vehicles and pedestrians on the road stretch like octopus tentacles in a dream, which seems to be smaller than ants. Come to think of it carefully, life is so fragile that you just need to close your eyes, throw yourself into your mother's arms and jump forward gently. In a blink of an eye, your blooming life will draw a subtle exclamation point, and then quietly drift away in the wind!

Damn winter! Damn it!

I cursed secretly, touched my face covered with beard residue, and couldn't help laughing: I haven't shaved for three days, and I have grown a lot. My hand aches when I feel it. But it doesn't matter anymore. After today, I wonder if the sun will rise in the east tomorrow. Who cares if a down-and-out person has a long beard or a short beard?

A blind fortune teller once said that before I was twenty-two, my parents were like friends, even my neighbors, but after twenty-two, my fortune changed and my family became Gao Fushuai. But I swear it's fucking nonsense, because I don't know that my ancestors never met their parents and had no friends, except for a few dead old men who lived in this slum and had no neighbors! Shit! Damn it, didn't I turn my back on your boudoir in my last life, so I was assassinated?

Shake off several layers of plastic bags, roll out a few cans of coke and two roast chickens, a lot of braised pork, and there seems to be a pile of uncooked rice in the corner. I only drink and don't drink, and I'm not afraid of being told that I don't look like a man. Grab a chicken leg and throw it in your mouth. Chewing and thinking: On New Year's Eve, it snows all over the sky, drinking warm cola and biting cooked chicken legs. Think about how cozy and warm it is! However, I am about to commit suicide. ...

"Cough! ……"

What's that noise? I turned around and looked at it carefully. In a corner of the rooftop with blurred vision, there was a dark figure, dressed in rags, sitting there with his hands in his sleeves, hunched over and silent. It makes me feel bored, which is really fucking uncomfortable. On New Year's Eve, you beggar didn't find a better place to beg, but you just ran to the rooftop of dozens of floors to blow the northwest wind, which made Di Zi even fidget and want to commit suicide. It's really ... but on second thought, the so-called' the wind blows the eggshell, only people can be happy', and it's bad enough to mix with beggars. He's going to die anyway.

Roll the roast chicken with coke and braised pork. I walked to the old beggar in three or two steps, spread the plastic bag on the ground, and put a roast chicken in the hand of the' old beggar' curled up in the old cotton-padded clothes. I don't talk much, so I chew coke raw. ...

But to tell the truth,' old beggar' looks like a beggar. Although his clothes are old, he is still in good health. His hair is not as dirty and messy as a beggar on the roadside. Instead, he combed neatly, but there was a long iron cane beside him and his legs ... Ah, my heart is sighing again. Do you have a problem, old man? You are lame in one leg. What are you doing on such a high roof? The elevator in the building stopped working a few days ago. I don't know how you got up. If you are not exhausted, you are lucky.

The' old beggar' took the roast chicken, looked up and down carefully and ate it very rudely and quietly. If others were around, they would definitely think that we are old friends who have known each other for many years: here and now, we don't talk, just keep stuffing things into our mouths, and soon a big bag of meat is poured into the stomachs of two hungry ghosts.

It's time! I meditated in my mind that the New Year bell will ring in this city in a little while, and then it will belong to next year, and there will be hope for next year. If there is hope, I may regret it and don't want to die again-I swear I won't live until next year, so I ... now is the time!

I took off the black dog fur hat and put it on the old beggar's head, then turned around to help him put it on at random, and then whispered in his ear that this might be the only "Happy New Year" he got this new year. Then I adjusted my collar and walked slowly to the railing. Downstairs, brightly lit, through the window, I saw the rich people lying in the comfortable and warm room, the family enjoying delicious food, while the poor people happily gathered around the cauldron to taste jiaozi.

This makes me a little envious. After a pause, I went back to the' old beggar' and took off my woolen coat to cover him. Although I'm not sure whether people will be afraid of cold after death, wait until it is really cold. ...

"Go down early, the roof is cold!" This old man is really frost-proof. He yawns all the time and doesn't even sneeze.

"……"

"Don't talk? ..... Don't talk, you heard. " Sweat!

Go back to the railing. The light downstairs is still on, and there are few pedestrians in the street. Even if they did, they rushed home angrily. Every once in a while, they will smile and convey New Year's wishes. This bothers me very much. Wanted to think, I walked up to the old beggar and asked in a low voice:

"Can you go on?"

The old beggar stared blankly for a moment, his muddy old eyes lit up completely, and then nodded impatiently and mercilessly. I'm a little relieved to get such a' flat' answer. But I'm even more fucking depressed. I'm dying. I don't care what others do.

Back to the rooftop, there should be nothing to worry about this time. Take a deep breath and calm down. I clumsily climbed the railing, closed my eyes and stretched out my arm. ...

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"Do you have any last words? ..... Do you jump? " For a long time, the' old beggar' saw that I was so cool and stayed there for a long time, urging impatiently.

"... jump ... of course ..."

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"Why don't we have a chat before jumping off the building to relieve the pressure in your heart?" For a long time, but I still didn't move for a long time, so I discussed it.

"……? ……"

"Do you have a son?"

"I'm not married yet, so I have no son!"

"Do you have a father?"

"This is not nonsense, everyone will have Laozi!"

"Your father has a son, your grandfather has a son, and your great-grandfather has a son. It happens that you have no son. I didn't expect that it has been passed down for so many generations, and your family has never lived in your generation. How dare you go underground to meet your ancestors? "

"Shit ... it's none of your business if I commit suicide!" My heart is angry. Thank you for your kindness in giving you food and drink, and you should say that about me. I curse you for having a son without an asshole.

"Young, limbs are not disabled, what can't figure it out and want to commit suicide?"

Don't ask this, it makes me sad to mention it. Everyone has helpless things, and every family has difficult experiences. Well, I really want to kick your ass, but for the sake of you being an old man, I-put up with it. ...

"Parents worked so hard to raise you to such a big, you are so easy to commit suicide. Are you still worthy of them? Can you be worthy of someone who wants you to love you and help you? "

It is tolerable and unbearable! If you accuse me of not being handsome, talk nonsense about my appearance. You don't say anything, just say me this. Do you want to be scolded?

"Listen, old man," I drank, "I have no parents! At least I don't know them. The man who gave birth to me abandoned me at the age of seven and let Wen Lingling live for thirteen years! Ask me why I want to commit suicide, right? "

"..." The old man was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his first sentence hit the blade.

"Have you ever been fired four times a month?"

"..." It's hard for beggars to get laid off from this job.

"Have you ever been betrayed by your best friend?"

"..." beggars have no right to sell money.

"Have you ever been abandoned by someone you love?"

"..." The beggar yearns for a single life and is determined not to have anyone.

"Are you terminally ill now?"

"..." The beggar doesn't want to die yet. Well, don't you dare scold me, you are dead today!

"No, yes! No, right? Even beggars live better than me. What reason do I have to live? Don't you dare to laugh, be careful I don't jump today, I make a determined effort to beat you, ah-"

I was a little excited and kept shaking so that I couldn't keep my balance. Suddenly, my body was hit by something, and I immediately fell outward like a kite with a broken line. When I fell from the railing, I turned my head and saw that the old man was holding a coke can in his hand, and there was a weak voice in his ear: "Since you want to die so much, I will help you now!" "

I really don't want to be in the air. My hand kept waving up and down like a bird's wing, but it was useless. Instead, it accelerated my decline.

Although I was ready to commit suicide, at the moment I fell out of the railing, all my preparations vanished, followed by my unwillingness. It turns out that the world is so good, and there are many memorable things, such as smooth coke and delicious roast chicken. At least, I haven't scolded the old man enough! Do not die!