After my supplementary memory, the story is like this.
Mr. Bailey told Noodles that it was my plan from the beginning. I took your money, I robbed your woman, and I deliberately framed your escape. You have been killed by me all your life.
After listening to the noodles, she shrugged and said, Mr. Bailey, I will tell you a story of mine. My story is simpler than yours. I used to have a good friend, a very good friend. I reported him to the police in order to save him; and he was beaten to death by the police in order to save me. I regret it all my life. That's it, goodbye.
Do you think I don't know the truth, do you think I will be shocked and furious when I know it? No, you underestimated me. My whole life is not to live for the truth you say, but to live for the truth that I believe in.
After that, in the quiet and dark street, I saw Pele devoting himself to the garbage truck. What about your life's prosperity and wealth, and what about your voice? You live your whole life like rubbish, and you end up with rubbish in the end.
At this time, a car full of laughter and laughter drove from the other end of the street. That was our last carnival before the police came. My life is impoverished and wandering, is it pathetic? No, my whole life is this roadster, where there are fine wines, beautiful women, happiness, and good friends.
A person's life is not to live for that money, for that woman, for that manor, for that identity; but for the memory we have, either openly or secretly, or sad or happy. Fortunately, my memory is full of brilliant light.
Finally, the noodles returned to the opium house where he was hiding, with a long-lost smile on his face. It was easy, sly, self-deprecating, and a cool smile. What is life? It's nothing more than a dream. She is so simple that you earnestly spend a night, better than others' life in Yingyinggou.
Now everyone understands why the Liangshan hero wants to follow Song Jiang to be recruited. We are not stupid. Don't I know that following you is a dead end? No, I know. But I don’t care about the morality, fame, wealth, prosperity, and bright future that you care about, these are too small. What I care about is what you don’t care about, what we have said together, do not want to be born in the same year and on the same day, I wish to die in the same year, and on the same day.
The difference between people and people is sometimes simpler than 1+1=2, and it is even unforgettable.
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