A wife who has been together for a lifetime, a friend who talks and laughs, suddenly one day is no longer around. The separation between life and death, for the old man, is the loneliness of the empty bed on one side, and the coldness of no one to make tea.
Or, no one even grows old together. I am afraid that there will be more and more people like Mary who are anxious, stubborn and unwilling to admit that they are old, unwilling to retreat from the center stage of society and unable to face themselves. What's even more terrifying is how many people born in the 80s and 90s have no savings and are still wandering when they are old.
These real questions about life unfold one by one under the real picture. How to be an old man, for the post-80s and post-90s who have awakened self-consciousness, is probably more of a problem that needs to be considered than our parents.
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