What kind of experience is it to sit face to face with yourself?

It's not quiet and carefree,

it's not talking to each other,

it's not a thousand words at a glance,

Zhou Ze found,

when he looked at himself in front of him,

the more he looked at himself, the worse he felt!

Want to beat him,

want to beat him,

even,

want to kill him!

Zhou Ze has played an exciting role. Are you crazy?

Why do you have this idea?

If you stab yourself to death with a pair of surgical forceps, the man in a white coat is to help him or herself to be free;

killing Xu Le and whipping away the moving ape with a whip is just to let out his anger in a dream and indulge himself,

then why do you want to kill yourself now?

Moreover,

the impulse is unthinkable,

as soon as you think of it, the idea becomes more and more serious.

it seems that there are countless voices in your heart,

encourage and bewitch yourself,

kill him,

kill yourself in front of you,

as long as you kill him,

you will be free!

Anyway, it's a dream,

kill him,

a dream, just a dream, just a dream!

Kill him,

try it.

Zhou Ze's mind was about to burst with various thoughts.

Zhou Ze held down his head with both hands and let his forehead constantly hit the coffee table in front of him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "

"What's the matter with you?"

In front of him put down the newspaper, some curiously asked, at the same time some blame to look at the old way, how to put a mental illness in?

"I'm fine."

Zhou Ze raised his head and subconsciously reached for the coffee in front of him.

"Pa!"

Zhou Ze's hand and his opposite hand are caught together,

there is no ambiguity,

there is no other thought,

there is no purple halo of bullshit,

Zhou Ze is clear,

it is the opposite self who is unwilling to let himself drink his coffee!

You know him so well!

"Ha ha."

Zhou zesong opened his hand, and he hurriedly picked up the coffee on the opposite side, drank it all at once, and was not afraid of scalding.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

How can I not find myself beating like this before?

Hu,

when the dream is over, you can find an opportunity to beat lawyer an. I've probably had a grudge against this product for a long time.

"What do you want to do?" Asked the person opposite.

"I don't want to do anything."

Zhou Ze patted the tea table, but made a "clang" sound.

looked down, how could he suddenly hold a dagger in his hand?

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze threw away the dagger and said:

"sorry, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" The opposite person looks to the right.

Zhou Ze also looked to his right side, and found that there was a machete at the foot of his right foot against his leg,

a very exaggerated machete,

with a pattern ring, which was quite exquisite.

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze kicked the knife away too.

"it's also a misunderstanding. It's really a misunderstanding."

The machete fell to the ground and cracked a tile.

Looking at the crack on the opposite side, he frowned slightly.

"I paid for the tiles."

"Oh." The other side nodded, "do you want to kill me?"

“…………” Zhou Ze.

I haven't found it before,

I'm so smart,

I deserve it.

"You kill, hurry up." Opposite oneself "ge you lies down" afresh, picked up newspaper again, motioned Zhou Ze to start quickly.

Do you want to die like this?

Zhou Ze stood up, he was restraining his inner impulse,

he somehow wanted to kill his own impulse to try,

said:

"I didn't want to kill you."

Zhou Ze shows his sincerity with a shrug,

then finds that he has a round rope in his hand.“…………” Zhou Ze.

"I will not resist." The opposite self said, "really, because I know what I am."

Zhou Ze also put the rope on the tea table. It's his dream.

that's why it's so strange.

that's why it's so absurd.

it's a dream!

When you open your eyes,

your eyes are covered with bloodshot in an instant,

you really can't control yourself,

why,

Why do you want to kill yourself in the opposite direction?

The opposite person puts down the newspaper,

gets up,

leaves the sofa,

walks to the door,

says:

"go out for a walk together? Give you time to brood and kill me. "

Zhou Ze also got up and went out with him.

The original "opposite self" is in front of itself and becomes "the front self". Zhou Ze is behind. The distance between the two is only five steps.

As long as Zhou Ze wants,

he can kill him from behind at any time.

In South Street,

there has been a lot of traffic in the prime area,

even in dreams.

One before and one after, the two people walked through the crowd,

did not communicate,

did not even have eye contact.

This made Zhou Ze a little angry.

was the person in front of him lazy enough to have no desire to explain?

Don't even bother to struggle?

So lazy, so Buddhist,

then you'd better die!

As soon as the brain was hot,

Zhou Ze's nails on his right hand grew out, and rushed directly to the front and the very close distance behind him,

only,

when he was about to insert,

the front himself stopped.

Zhou Ze staggered and shook his head violently. He managed to restrain his impulse to kill himself again.

The self in front seems to be waiting,

seems to ask Zhou Ze silently,

why don't you start yet?

"Ha ha."

The person in front of me laughs,

seems to be mocking.

Add oil to the fire,

be eager to die,

but Zhou Ze grabs the wrist of his right hand with his left hand,

this nail,

just can't poke!

I have been waiting for a long time. It seems that I am tired of waiting. I just sit down on the curb.

Facing the stream of people,

flowers bloom in spring.

Zhou Ze never thought that he would have such a leisure to sit and watch Yunjuan.

Fearing death?

Is that still myself?

In front of me, I really sat down like this. Behind me was a wire pole. I was leaning against it. There were many cowhide advertisements at my feet.

"Hey, there's money here."

In front of him, he pointed to the corner under the electric pole, which was a hundred yuan bill.

He picked it up on his side, and when he opened it, he found that it was a photo of a tender model, and there was a contact number to provide door-to-door service.

But on the back, it's a picture of a hundred dollar bill, very realistic.

"Ha ha."

In front of me, I lost the creative little card of the simulation, and let it wait for the next one.

"You're not afraid of me killing you at all?"

Zhou Ze asked.

I don't know why,

although it's a dream,

but Zhou Ze has a different sense of reality,

as if he were going to kill himself,

it's likely that he will lose something forever.

In front of me, I didn't answer. I just sat and smiled in silence.

This kind of feeling makes Zhou Ze a little strange. It's not like him. He thinks he can't sit there as indifferent when he changes his position.

No matter who the other party is,

will fight for their own life!

He doesn't want to die,

but he also wants to live a life without thinking about progress.

it seems that the two are very contradictory,

but in fact, they are not contradictory at all.

If you ask yourself,

at least half of the world's people are alive in this way.

Want to succeed, but not willing to work hard, like ease, but as an excuse to refuse to fight.

I woke up suddenly in my sleep at night,I feel that I shouldn't live like this, I should try my best, make progress, and surpass myself.

but when I wake up the next day,

everything is the same.

it seems that last night's inner condemnation was just a kind of comfort.

"Afraid."

The one in front answers.

"I'm not afraid."

"Why?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Want to know the answer?"

Asked the person in front.

Zhou Ze nodded.

In front of him, he stretched out his palm, and a long fingernail grew on his index finger,

then,

he stabbed his fingernail into his chest.

"Poof!"

Zhou Ze felt only a tingling sensation coming from him. He looked down and found that his fingernails were in his chest.

It should be due to the experience of excellent surgeons.

knowing how to stab people seems exaggerated but not fatal.

"Why?"

Zhou Ze looked at the wound on his chest and asked,

at the same time,

he slowly pulled out his fingernails.

"The answer is right in front of us."

Zhou Ze raised his head in a daze,

in front,

or the crowd was surging,

but the answer,

and where?

All of a sudden,

Zhou Ze found himself sitting on the curb,

and another himself,

was standing in his previous position and talking.

"This

The other sat down beside Zhou Ze.

"That's the answer."

"Answer..."

"Yes, I'm afraid of death."

Answer honestly,

because Zhou Ze himself is afraid of death.

"Because I'm afraid of death, I can't commit suicide at any time."

"Suicide..."

"Yes, why do I kill myself?"

The other one is looking at Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze is also looking at the other one,

they have a long breath together.

Then face the street together,

look at the endless flow of people in front of us.

"Even if the whole world abandons me, at least I decide to be happy and sad."

Another opened his mouth and said,

"this is the life I want.

I've been tired for a long time, so I want to be lazy and don't want to do anything.

I want to live with a shy face and don't want to die, so I have to be lazy.

You can't get comfort in your last life,

cherish it in your life,

even if it ends in a day,

there's nothing to regret. "

"Is life like salt fish?" Zhou Ze said with a smile.

"Yes, what's wrong with being a salted fish? I don't know how many people envy and want this kind of life but can't get it."

…………

Behind the road,

behind a mobile phone film booth, a man in black sweater stood there, his fists clenched, full of disbelief.

Why didn't he kill him?

Why hasn't he killed him yet?

Not only don't kill,

but also two people squat on the curb together,

smoking while shaking their legs,

it's like two lazy people who sit on the dam in the sun and doze off instead of thinking about work after having a relief meal in the lazy village.

This is,

why!!!!!!!