He was a sick man whose days were limited by a severe heart attack. In the process of looking forward to having a living heart for organ transplantation, he already felt that waiting to die is actually dying. His wife, who had chosen an abortion because of a previous separation, came back to him, caring for him, caring for him, and even trying to keep a child for him and her.
She is a patient who was addicted to drugs when she was young and frivolous. God gave her a caring husband and two lovely daughters to cure her drug addiction, she began to have her own simple happiness, and even began to use her story as a model in the exchange meeting to encourage others, to be strong and brave go down.
He was also a sick man who had seen the filthiest souls at the bottom of society, but his faith in God made him feel redeemed. He told the cynical child that God knows even the hair under your hat moves, so why don't you believe him? He won a small pickup truck in the lottery, which he felt was due to his piety. So he became more and more pious, so pious that his wife began to complain about him, and he lost the wildness of a man a little bit.
Their illnesses either recovered or died, but because of that God-given pickup, an unexpected mutation occurred.
The pious he happily drove the pickup truck, but accidentally killed her husband and daughter who had returned from dinner. His gift has become the most horrific scourge, he will face prison again, and his faith will collapse, and the humblest piety will become the most ridiculous absurdity in an instant. Her happiness was abruptly interrupted, and her life was like a shattered china that could no longer be restored. The carefully cared for future disappeared in an instant. This sudden disaster suddenly made all colors weird and all philosophies absurd.
He thought that he was waiting to die, so he had a fresh heart, and through the transplant operation, he could slowly taste the taste of life full of nicotine. But he rejected his wife. The pain of illness is not a reason for separation, but equally, it will not be an opportunity to hold hands. He began to find out where the grace that gave him continued existence came from, he found the truth, he found her. She, stroking his chest, still beats the heart of her happy life in the past, can she go to bed with him and return to the place as beautiful as the dream? No, wait, there's no going back. Can not go back. why? Is it because of that God-given pickup? Or the jerk who drives the pickup? So, he started to accompany her to find the damn bastard. asshole? Yes, a bastard is a chaotic egg with no direction and no strength. Even if he comes out of prison, he can no longer enter the church full of gratitude. He can only consume himself with the most painful and tiring physical labor. He used the strongest and hottest wine to torture his wreckage, so that he had no chance to remember the painful memory.
When he found him again, he drew his gun, and it was you, what would you do?
No car accident, where did your heart come from! Without a heart, where do you get hope! Do you think that you have the power to save souls when you stand on the heights of justice? If you kill him, you will not be able to save anyone. Those who should be sad are still sad, and those who should be desperate are even more desperate.
I lost my faith because of the car accident! I can't find my way because of the car accident! I am the source of all tragedies. Since I can't tolerate myself, why should I ask for forgiveness from others? Since life has lost sight of the sun, then simply let me die.
The life that suffered from contradictions and pain began to struggle and struggle. When the gunshot rang, it was time for the curtain call. It was just the muzzle that had been turned and the head bowed in the pool of blood. It was the man who had just undergone surgery and was reborn.
He drove quickly, wanting to go to the hospital as soon as possible to see if he could save the fatal gunshot wound. He was the murderer, and he was the saver. She told the police that it was an accident, but she still had drug blood that could not be poured into the dying heart, she was innocent, she was powerless. At this time, the doctor told her, - she was pregnant. It turns out that there is still hope in the already desperate wilderness, and there will be a new shore for the heaviest suffering. The lines of life gradually become a net in the shuttle and entanglement between you and me. Living in the middle, the soul without support is inevitably afraid, but the tension of suffering can make it extremely tough. At that time, It is the weight of the soul that allows us to suffer and never give up.
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They say we are dying at the moment
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