In the neighborhood where I used to be There is an old man.
He always collects cardboard and old things to sell to earn a living.
One time, I helped him push His cart went uphill.
A few days later he called me to come in...
Old man: Do you know how to remove this thing from my phone?
I: Alright, I'll delete it.
I: You want me to delete just this one, right?
After that he came and asked me to delete the data
from his cell phone a few more times.
After knowing him like that for about three years.
One day, I saw him sitting on the roadside for the first time in months.
Old man: Can you help me again?
I: Alright, I'll do it.
I: But...if you delete these names, how will you call?
Old man: I'm just...
Old man: I don't need to call her anymore...
I: ...
I heard from others saying that his wife passed away 2 months ago...
This old man has been deleting the list of friends who died before him all this time...
If one day the people we know gradually disappear.
How should I feel?
He always collects cardboard and old things to sell to earn a living.
One time, I helped him push His cart went uphill.
A few days later he called me to come in...
Old man: Do you know how to remove this thing from my phone?
I: Alright, I'll delete it.
I: You want me to delete just this one, right?
After that he came and asked me to delete the data
from his cell phone a few more times.
After knowing him like that for about three years.
One day, I saw him sitting on the roadside for the first time in months.
Old man: Can you help me again?
I: Alright, I'll do it.
I: But...if you delete these names, how will you call?
Old man: I'm just...
Old man: I don't need to call her anymore...
I: ...
I heard from others saying that his wife passed away 2 months ago...
This old man has been deleting the list of friends who died before him all this time...
If one day the people we know gradually disappear.
How should I feel?