Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 67 67 "A man named Shen Feng decided to die."

Chapter 67 67· "A man named Shen Feng decided to die."

October [-], [-], Eastern Time, [-]:[-] noon - there is still one hour and thirty-six minutes before the Eastern Kingdom declares the end of the world to the world.

Zhonghe City, Sancong Street, inside a residential building.

"Dad, why did you pee on the bed again? As I said, when you want to go to the toilet, tell me."

When Shu Lan walked into the room and smelled the peculiar smell, she opened the quilt of the old man who looked a little dull on the bed and found that the smell really came from it, she said helplessly.

"I...I went to bed in the toilet. I didn't..." The old man turned to look at the woman in front of him and said slowly, then his eyes were a little confused: "Who...are you?"

"Dad, come on, come with me. I'll help you change your pants and go to the toilet. As for me, I'm your daughter-in-law, Shu Lan. Remember me next time."

Shulan was used to the scene in front of her, so she stepped forward and tried to help the old man, and then slowly brought him to the living room and to the toilet.

Shen Feng, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the living room, felt very uncomfortable when he saw his wife helping his father to go to the toilet.

"Lan, please excuse me." He said softly.

"Ah?" Shulan turned around and saw her husband showing this look again, then smiled and waved her hand:
"Harm, what's the matter? I've been taking care of you for so many years, I'm used to it by now."

After his wife and father walked into the toilet, Shen Feng lowered his head, used his only hand with fingers to open the blanket covering his legs, and looked at the half-length legs with dark eyes.

In fact, not so many years ago. When working in a factory a few years ago, Shen Feng was caught in a machine due to improper factory configuration and lost one of his legs and one of his hands.

Although I lost a lot of money, no amount of money could give me a healthy body.

As for his father, the house leaked and it rained all night. I wonder if his physical changes were a big blow to him. Not long after he became disabled, he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.

Now let alone his wife, he can't even remember his son.

The time spent awake has also increased from a whole day to half a day, and now, it is rare to be awake for an hour in a day.

After the wife took her father back to the bathroom, she returned to the kitchen and started preparing lunch for today.

Feeling the urge to urinate and hearing the cooking and cooking fumes in the kitchen, Shen Feng used one hand and a prosthetic limb to roll his wheelchair toward the toilet.

But before he entered the toilet, Shen Feng didn't notice the wires on the ground and accidentally fell to the ground.

"Feng, are you okay?"

Shen Feng, who was lying on the ground, could clearly hear the footsteps of his wife running behind him, but he couldn't even turn his head. Shen Feng clenched his hand tightly.

"It's okay, I just want to go to the toilet." After being helped back to his wheelchair, Shen Feng said sadly, "I saw you were busy cooking, so I didn't call you, and then I didn't notice the line, so I tripped over it. fall down."

"Are you busy cooking? Just call me next time." Shu Lan said helplessly, then arranged the charging cables on the ground and pushed Shen Feng into the toilet:

"These belong to Xiao Ming. He has been busy these days, so he didn't clean them up. I will talk to him later and I will tidy up everything here later."

"What's wrong with my son? He hasn't had a good rest in a few days. He doesn't know what happened. Alas, Lan, my dad and I have really caused trouble for you two."

"What are you talking about? How can one family cause trouble for another family? You just think too much." Shu Lan was even more helpless and worried at the same time: "Hurry up and eat. After eating, Let’s watch the press conference at noon together.”

"I hope it's not a big deal."

At [-]:[-] p.m., the local live broadcast in Zhonghe City ended.

The demented old man looked out the window as if he didn't care about anything, while Shu Lan and Shen Feng had confused expressions on their faces.

The existence of the Era of Natural Disasters was too frightening. Even though it had been an hour since they knew the news, the two of them still felt unrealistic in their hearts.

With his only remaining palm, he held his wife's hand tightly.

I don’t know since when, my wife’s hands have become so rough.

How many of them are self-inflicted?

"Oh my god." When the live broadcast in front of him ended and the screen turned to black and white, Shu Lan exclaimed, "Feng, isn't this too scary? It turns out that our son... has been busy with this thing during this time. thing?"

Then Shu Lan immediately stood up, and while clasping his fingers on the spot, he began to mutter:
"Then we have to quickly pack up the things at home. We only have three and a half cubic meters of free space in our house. Feng, your wheelchair and crutches must be included...Dad's diapers and saliva towels must also be included...

All of a sudden, this space is not enough. Oh no, no, no. I called my son and asked if a family like ours could have more space...

Feng, please wait for me here. I'll go out and call my son. "

After saying that, Shu Lan hurriedly left the room.

Shen Feng looked out the window and at himself reflected in the glass.

Unlike Shu Lan, who was looking at him and had already made a judgment, his eyes were still confused.

Era of natural disasters.

end.

huge challenge.

Everyone is leaving Zhonghe City.

burden.

waste.

These words poured into his mind one by one.

Unlike his wife, who after recovering her thinking ability, her first thought was to comply with Nakahe City’s call and start preparations.

What Shen Feng was thinking about was himself.

He was actually not thinking about himself.

"Dad, does it make sense for a person like me to live?" Shen Feng turned his head, looked at his father who was fiddling with the alarm clock in his hand, and asked softly.

Tick, tick, the alarm clock makes this sound.

"Even in normal times, a person like me can only drag Lan and Xiao Ming down while alive."

"What about the future? What about the era of natural disasters? Will there be a day when I will kill them?"

His father raised his head, glanced at him with cloudy eyes, tilted his head slightly, as if wondering whether Shen Feng was talking to him, and then continued to lower his head and fiddle with the alarm clock.

There was no answer, and Shen Feng actually didn't need to answer.

He just wanted to ask his father.

He stared blankly at the sky until his wife, who was still holding the phone, returned to the room happily.

"Feng, don't worry. Xiao Ming told me that wheelchairs and crutches are considered necessities because of your and our dad's special circumstances, so you don't need to spend free space to install them."

"Yes, dad, don't worry." Shen Yiming's voice also came from Shu Lan's hands-free mobile phone:
"I specifically asked the higher-ups. A special family like ours will receive special treatment."

"And I happen to be in charge of our area, so I guarantee there won't be any problems. Okay, I have a lot of things going on here, so I'll hang up now! See you tonight!"

"Um……"

When Shen Feng came to his senses and nodded, the call had actually been hung up.

"Feng, I'm going downstairs first. People from the government will be here soon. I want to go down and get the procedures and documents. It will save me trouble if I get them done as soon as possible. My phone is always on. Dad or you, If anything happens, just give me a call!"

"Okay." Shen Feng said with a smile, "You have worked really hard these past few years, Lan."

"I told you not to say such things again, we are a family."

Shulan hurriedly took out the disability certificate and the old man's medical diagnosis form from the cabinet, left the room after leaving these words.

Within a few seconds, the sound of the door being slammed shut caused the whole room to shake slightly.

"It won't be so hard in the future, Lan." Shen Feng said again. He turned the wheelchair.

He decided to die.

Because Shen Feng is always at home, he can't do anything. His only hobby is probably watching movies.

He had seen a movie called "A Man Named Ove Decides to Die."

It was a healing movie. In the movie, after his wife left, Ove lost the meaning of life and decided to commit suicide.

However, the appearance of new neighbors and a series of events between them made Ove, who did not want his death to cause trouble to others, commit suicide without success.

He finally gave up the idea of committing suicide, and at the end of the movie, he died peacefully and naturally on a winter night.

But Shen Feng knew that he and Ouwei were different.

No one can redeem himself, because his body will never be sound again, he will never become a normal person, and he will always become a burden to his family.

The feeling of being a burden is actually really bad.

It is not only the people around him who are tortured, but also himself.

The idea of suicide has actually been in Shen Feng's mind since he became disabled.

Shen Feng has seen the light, so he is even more afraid of the darkness. Shen Feng has been a normal person for most of his life. In fact, after a few years, he has never been able to accept what he has become like now.

Because it was difficult for him to go to the toilet independently, Shen Feng seldom drank water in the past few years. It was not until the reexamination that he found that his health was getting worse, and his wife began to force herself to drink water.

I didn't want to cause trouble, but instead caused more trouble.

He had also broken down and roared, but his wife's tears and choking in the middle of the night that night made Shen Feng never feel like this again.

Shen Feng knew very well how big a blow his death would have on his wife and his son.

But Shen Feng also knew how much trouble his life would bring to his wife and son.

Normally, Shen Feng is willing to accept all this.

The family was not very poor. The pension he received after becoming disabled was generous, and his son had grown up. Shulan took care of herself and her father at home, so it didn't matter.

But what about the future.

Money becomes useless when everyone's goal is reduced to survival.

How much would an existence like my own drag down my family?
A waste, but he has to be given a share of food and a share of water, and he must have someone to take care of him at all times.

How could Shen Feng not think about how much his family's chances of survival would be reduced with someone like him by his side?
This is the end.

Only the fittest will survive.

Will families with people like me face discrimination in shelters in the future?
My son just said, "Besides, I happen to be in charge of our area, so I guarantee there won't be any problems."

Will the treatment I receive be due to my son’s efforts? Will that completely affect the child's future?
Shen Feng had a lot to think about, but he really didn't want to think about it anymore.

He is so tired.

He had already reached the head of the bed and took out the sleeping pills Sutra Diazepam inside.

This is actually the wife's medicine, because she and her father often have some minor problems in the middle of the night, and her spirit is actually a little weak. Sometimes she needs this medicine to get a peaceful sleep.

He poured a whole bowl of Liangbai on the bedside for himself, poured out all the sleeping pills and divided them into two halves. Shen Feng looked at his father.

His father was still playing with the alarm clock.

Tick tock, tick tock, the hands of the alarm clock make such a sound.

Shen Feng put the remaining half back into his bottle and put it back in the drawer.

You can decide whether you want to die, but you can never decide the fate of others.

He couldn't do such a thing as killing his own father.

Shen Feng took out his mobile phone, found his son and wife's Fetion, and started typing text.

"Dear son..."

"Dear Lan..."

Tick.

Tears fell on Shen Feng's trembling fingers, blurring the screen.

It turns out that it’s not the screen that’s unclear, but my own eyes that can’t see clearly.

Shen Feng raised his head blankly and looked at himself in the window, crying.

Own……

In fear, in fear.

Did it turn out that I actually didn’t want to die at all?
You've obviously decided to die, it's obviously a very calm decision, why are you still so frightened and frightened?
Shen Feng didn't know. He raised his head and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Only tears were flowing and he cried silently.

But I must die.

If he doesn't die, he will definitely kill his family one day.

I don't know how long it took, but he cried all the tears in his life.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

Shen Feng didn't know whether he was crying or smiling. He looked at his father who was still playing with the alarm clock and choked up:
"My son cannot die for you."

"My son is unfilial. I'm sorry, Dad."

Shen Feng thought sadly that he couldn't even kneel down.

He put the phone aside, but the message on it was not sent - Shen Feng was worried that they would rescue him in time.

Just put it next to it so they can see it when they come back.

After drinking all the sleeping pills, Shen Feng lay next to his father and cried for the last time in his life.

Tick tock, tick tock, the alarm clock announces the passage of time.

Shen Feng's trembling body gradually stopped.

Tick.

There were a few more tears on the alarm clock.

The old man stretched out his hand and touched his son's head.

Love can transcend everything, love is synonymous with miracles, my son is crying, how can I still be confused.

The old man looked at the drawer.