Gravekeeper

‘Clang!’

‘Clang!’

‘Clang!’

The sound of the slowly moving vehicle made Chu Qing open his eyes.

He looked at the outside world in confusion from his sleep.

The old streets, the dim crowd, and the chattering conversations around him.

What is he doing here?

Oh, right.

He got off work early today.

He is a courier.

Today, the road at the junction of the old city and the high-tech zone is under construction, so he got off work early.

Although, he didn't know that the road construction there had anything to do with the logistics and express delivery in their old city.

But why think about those things?

It is comfortable to get off work early after all.

Thinking of this, he yawned and wanted to lean back in his seat to continue resting for a while.

On the way home from work, the No. 14 bus is the place where he least has to worry about insomnia.

Here, there is no pressure of life, no parents who are not too old but have gray hair, no girlfriend who broke up with him because of the bride price after dating for three years.

No parents want to pay for the loan for thirty years, no relatives and friends' cold eyes and cold words.

There are no things that make people breathless.

However, one sentence made him turn his head suddenly:

"Have you heard? Because of the city appearance improvement, the bus station route map in the old city is to be replanned. Now, it seems that only Minxing Road is the bus route in the old city."

"Ah? How can this be possible? The old city is so big. Do we have to walk after getting off Minxing Road?"

"There is no way. We want to create a bus tour of the whole city of a beautiful tourist city. We can't let foreign tourists think that there is something wrong with the environment in Los Angeles."

"Before, there was no place for us in the subway..."

"Okay, stop talking..."

'Bang! '

'Bang! '

'Bang! '

The dull tire noise of the No. 14 bus could no longer make him sleep.

He looked at everything outside in confusion.

He was a native of Los Angeles.

However, the city had nothing to do with him.

This old city was his overwhelming impression of Los Angeles.

This No. 14 bus is also the one he has taken to go to big places since he started school.

Now, even this place is gone?

Then in the future, will he disappear with this bus, this bus route, and even this old city?

Yes.

This is inevitable.

He clearly understands, because he knows that this city may not need him.

He is unwilling!

He also wants to be a person who is born high and mighty, a person who can be truly regarded by others outside, rather than a person who, in front of outsiders, represents his entire identity and all the value of his life as a courier.

He also envies those who have talents in doing other things, and perhaps he also has his own talents, but unfortunately, he has not discovered them until now.

He sighed, feeling a little lonely, but also having an even more absurd blessing.

He didn't know where this feeling came from. He looked at the outside world, and the vehicles drove slowly by.

In fact, he had arrived at his home a long time ago, or he had passed it a long time ago.

The No. 14 bus on this route circled the entire old city. If the aunt before was right, he wanted to take a good look at what the old city looked like.

Look at the people living here.

Maybe one day, he would never see it again.

Stop 1401, here was a school before. The old city was not the old city at the beginning.

It was prosperous here.

The school here was also prosperous.

But later, things like schools will never lack money. After all, no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, and no matter how hard you are, you can't make children suffer.

The old walls were covered with creepers.

His school days were spent here.

It's a pity that before he could take a closer look, or before he could carefully recall the name of the girl who liked to wear two pigtails when he was in school, the vehicle started again.

‘Clang’

‘Clang’

‘Clang’

Soon, the bus stopped again.

This time, the stop was a very dirty street.

This is ‘Zaoshi, although it is dirty, it may have some life atmosphere.

Although, this is what the people around said with a slightly red face to cover up their ugliness when some relatives who came from outside looked at them with a little disgust.

He liked to come here very much. He liked the fish stall very much, not because he liked fish.

But because there was always a cat there.

He liked cats very much.

Sometimes he often wondered, what would it be like if he became a cat jumping up and down?

If there is a next life, he will not be a human being,

Let him be a cat.

Being a human being is too tiring, and you need to think too much. It is better to be a cat. A stray cat wandering outside, all you need to consider is how to eat.

‘Clang’

‘Clang’

‘Clang’

The bus started again.

The next stop was a riverside.

This was a riverside opened up by a branch of the Luoshui River.

Of course, now it was just a stinking ditch.

At the beginning, a big boss from Luocheng came to invest. He spent a lot of money to make the people around him rich, and he could also improve GDP or something like that. He didn’t understand.

He only knew that later, the big boss made a lot of money and moved away, and the factory was closed.

However, no one came to this riverside where he often came to bathe and play in the water.

‘Clang’

‘Clang’

‘Clang’

The bus started again.

Some people got on the bus, and some got off.

He took a look and ignored it.

He looked at the world passing by outside, thinking about the bits and pieces of his life in this city for more than 20 years.

Those were things that could not be repeated. Compared with the development of Los Angeles, they were not worth mentioning at all.

But for him, he seemed to have only these things.

Some people said that growth is losing something and gaining something. Sitting on this No. 14 bus, 'Chu Qing' was speechless. He seemed to have lost a lot of things, but he seemed to have never gained anything.

And now, the last few things of his seemed to be lost.

Because finally,

'Ding Di'

The horn sounded, and not far away was the old bus stop that had been weathered for more than 20 years.

And before he knew it, he suddenly realized that he was the only passenger left on the bus.

For some reason, Chu Qing looked at the departure station that was about to arrive, which was also the terminal of the stop, and felt an unreasonable fear.

As the orange-red sunset set, a bus was running on the road.

He sat on the bus, and before he knew it, his sight seemed to drift slowly.

Facing the sunset, he seemed to pass through the bus and saw himself from a God's perspective, sitting on the bus. The picture was warm and the composition was exquisite.

Everything he had just experienced appeared before his eyes.

However, the exquisite picture in front of him slowly began to change.

All the colors disappeared, and all the vitality collapsed.

It was like a worn-out film, reflecting

the lifeless old black-and-white movie.