When you are scared, time can slow down very slowly - especially when there are not many projects to occupy your time, time can crawl at a snail's pace.

There was a TV set in the university dormitory, and Caroline had already switched dozens of channels back and forth, and even so, only half an hour had passed.

Arnold was not here. He said that he still needed to go to class, otherwise he might not have enough credits for graduation. Only then did Caroline find out that Arnold was studying for three different institutes at the same time.

There are some certificates and awards placed in the dormitory, all of which belong to Arnold personally - this guy is probably a genius, right?

Although Caroline didn't know what a true genius looked like, there was no doubt that Arnold was already the smartest person Caroline knew...well, just in terms of reading.

The university campus is very quiet and very clean. There are young faces everywhere, full of vitality. Young men and women walk in groups on the campus. Caroline leans against the window and feels like she has entered

A zoo called "University" - she is looking at a world she has never been exposed to.

Caroline suddenly thought of Nia. She had not heard from Nia for a few days. She didn't know if Lawyer Carlo had sold Nia's property - maybe he had sold it and then let the boss of Boston divide it.

Went to two million.

She may lie in bed more despairing than ever before, because Lawyer Carlo may have disappeared, because even Caroline herself disappeared from the end of Nia's life at this time.

Every time she thought about this, Caroline felt very sad and guilty.

Perhaps, a real bitch should be more ruthless... Caroline thought for a long time and finally found a reason for herself to calm down.

She let herself avoid thinking about anything about Nia - besides, she couldn't protect herself now.

I kept changing the TV channels because I wanted to see if there was any news about the Livia murder case.

However, what made Caroline regretful was that all the TV stations broadcast either useless programs or all kinds of weird news and current affairs.

Caroline suddenly felt a little ridiculous, because she understood that for a sex worker like Livia, who was so small and humble, not many people paid attention even if he was lying dead on the street - the police would even be worried because of the additional

to reduce one’s own workload and so on.

The death of a life was thus concealed in a society with ever-changing information... scum, garbage. For a moment, Caroline even subconsciously labeled herself a similar label.

So, when she looked at the men and women on campus, she suddenly felt that these people were a little disgusting. She knew that this was purely her own anger.

But if we don't vent our anger...what can someone like her do?

Someone like me?

Caroline suddenly rushed out of the dormitory desperately. She remembered Arnold's instructions not to leave this place casually. But at this time, she just wanted to find a place to breathe - even if it was just in the dormitory building.

You can also take a walk down there.

Of course, she will still take some protective measures.

For example, she put on a jumpsuit and hat, and then took a pair of glasses from Arnold's table and put them on - she found that the glasses did not have lenses, just a pair of frames.

Caroline didn't think too much about things because she felt that she was very confused now and couldn't understand some of the things that happened.

She gradually walked through the path of the boys' dormitory and came to an artificial lake on campus. Caroline threw a few stones into the artificial lake - she even played a few throwing stones, but in the end

Still feeling bored.

When she turned back, she saw an old man sitting alone on a bench not far away.

The old man stared at the artificial lake in a daze, and Caroline felt that this old man was obviously not spending a leisurely afternoon... he must have something on his mind.

Maybe just chat with a stranger and time will pass faster... Caroline subconsciously walked towards the old man sitting on the bench in a daze.

"Can I sit here?" Caroline stepped forward and asked.

The old man looked up, said nothing, and did not continue to pay attention.

Caroline shrugged and sat directly on the other side of the bench.

"What is this?" Caroline then noticed a black card next to the old man.

The old man did not return, but quickly stuffed the card into his pocket.

Caroline didn't really care.

At this time, she suddenly took out a few pieces of chocolate from her pocket and said, "Would you like to eat it? I heard that eating something to lick when you are unhappy will make you feel happier. It seems to be because chocolate contains some special ingredients or something."

"Arachidonic acid aminoethanol." The old man said calmly.

Caroline asked curiously: "What is this?"

The old man glanced at Caroline, frowned and said: "Arachidonic acid aminoethanol is an endogenous cannabinoid substance that can bind to the opioid receptors in our brains and then promote

Dopamine is produced in the body, and dopamine can make people feel happy and relaxed... This is the campus of the Department of Bioengineering. Are you a student of the Department of Bioengineering? Why don't you know such basic things?"

Caroline rolled her eyes, "Does anyone here have to be a student? Then you are also a student here, old man?"

Of course this old man can't be a student, this is just what Caroline said.

"You don't know me?" The old man glanced at Caroline in surprise.

"Are you famous?" Caroline asked.

"Nothing famous." The old man said calmly at this moment: "I'm just a bad old man who had to retire and was sent to this place to retire."

"Retirement... isn't it good to retire?" Caroline asked curiously: "I have worked hard all my life, isn't it just for retirement? I think you should be quite rich, and the next step should be to enjoy the time of life. How nice

No? Why are you still here moping?"

The old man said: "My life is gone a long time ago."

Caroline saw that the old man had no intention of moving the chocolates she had sent out, so she took them back, ate them herself, and suddenly said: "Probably, but it's better than some people desperately waiting for death in the hospital bed."

Well, at least you can sit here and be in a daze. But others may not be able to see the sun tomorrow."

The old man glanced at Caroline in surprise, and intuitively told her that this girl had a sense of vicissitudes of life that was not found in ordinary students.

He asked subconsciously: "Are you worried too?"

Caroline kicked her legs and seemed to be in a better mood, then said: "Old man, you said 'yes' just now, right? You say it first!"

The old man shook his head.

Caroline simply sat up cross-legged, and then faced the old man's profile, "Don't you think it's just right? I have some things that worry you, and you also have thoughts. We are both unhappy, and we don't want to get to know each other. Maybe we won't in the future.

Goodbye. So why don't we talk to each other? I heard that if you listen more to other people's miserable experiences, you will make yourself feel happy."

"What's your logic?" The old man frowned.

Caroline shrugged: "There's no logic, isn't it? For example, you had an unlucky afternoon, and it couldn't be any worse. But in the evening, someone told you that your neighbor was unlucky.

If you die in a car accident, you may feel sad, but don't you also feel 'lucky'? Because there are people who are worse off than you."

"Building your own happiness on others?" The old man shook his head, "Not interested."

Caroline shrugged and said: "It depends on who the person is. Maybe the other person is also building happiness in you... Anyway, let me talk about it first? Let's talk about one thing each, and we don't need to discuss anything about it.

Why, how about simply listening?"

Seeing that the old man didn't respond, Caroline thought for a while and said first: "I am currently being chased by several bad guys. I can't go anywhere now and can only hide. All the money I have on me will be taken away by the bad guys."

Now, we are basically in a state of having one meal and no next meal.”

"Then you should go find the police." The old man said calmly.

Caroline said: "Didn't we agree not to talk about the matter itself, but to just listen? Okay, it's your turn, old man."

The old man frowned, hesitated for a while, and then said slowly: "I can still work, but there is something wrong with my work. This will have a great impact on my son. So he fired me privately.

offered me a job and sent me here. If I didn’t agree, life in a nursing home would be waiting for me.”

Caroline said: "A friend of mine unfortunately died not long ago, but I appeared at the scene of the murder inexplicably. They all regarded me as the murderer."

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face darkened as he looked at this pretty young girl.

Caroline was ready to run away at this time, but the old man stared blankly at the lake, "I...I killed a lot of people. A long time ago, because of my willful actions, things happened at work.

The accident, and then all the colleagues I worked with died in the accident. This even included one of my most admired students, who was also my son’s wife.”

"No wonder your son treats you badly..." Caroline said in shock.

The old man frowned: "Didn't you say we won't talk about it?"

"I'm sorry." Caroline shrugged, then looked up into the distance, "I lied to someone. Although I don't know if she is good to me, but she is still willing to give me the last thing. But I still

I deceived her, deceived her with others... deceived her of her hope."

The old man said: "I was also deceiving, deceiving my relatives and deceiving my grandson... I didn't dare to tell him what I really wanted back then, and I worked hard to maintain the family. But we all know that the longer I deceive, the harder it is to wait for what I really want.

When that day comes, the pain will brew even more intensely."

Caroline is silent.

The old man was also silent.

After a long time, Caroline suddenly said: "I have no future."

The old man also said slowly: "My dream is dead."

a long time.

Caroline sighed and stood up, shook her head and said, "It turns out I'm not happy at all."

The old man also smiled bitterly.

"Let's go." Caroline shook her head and patted the old man's shoulder casually...a very simple comforting gesture.
To be continued...