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Chapter 477: Salted fish is an attitude (fourth update!)

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What is it like to sit face to face with yourself

It's not a peaceful and quiet place.

It's not that we are speechless.

Not even one glance can tell a thousand words.

Zhou Ze discovered that

When I look at myself in front of me,

The more I watch it, the more unhappy I feel!

I really want to slap him.

I really want to beat him up.

even,

I really want to kill him!

Zhou Ze shuddered.

Are you crazy

Why do you have this idea

If I stabbed myself to death with surgical forceps in my previous life, the me in the white coat was helping him to be freed, and also helping myself to be freed;

Killing Xu Le and whipping the mountain-moving ape was purely for the sake of venting anger and letting off some steam in a dream.

Then why do I have the urge to kill myself now

and,

This impulse comes without thinking.

The more I think about it, the more I feel.

It's like there are countless voices in my heart.

Encouraging and bewitching myself,

Kill him,

Kill the self in front of you,

Just kill him.

You will gain great freedom!

It's just a dream anyway.

Kill him.

It’s just a dream, just a dream, just a dream!

Kill him,

Give it a try.

Zhou Ze's mind was about to be overwhelmed by disturbing thoughts.

Zhou Ze held his head with both hands and lowered his head.

Let your forehead hit the coffee table in front of you repeatedly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"What’s wrong with you?"

The person in front of him put down the newspaper and asked curiously, looking at the Taoist priest with some blame, why did you let a mentally ill person in here

"I'm fine."

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

“Bang!”

Zhou Ze's hand grabbed the hand on the other side.

There is no ambiguity.

There is no other thought,

There's no such thing as a bullshit purple halo.

Zhou Ze knew clearly,

It’s the me on the other side who is reluctant to let myself drink his coffee!

I know him so well!

"hehe."

Zhou Ze let go of his hand.

The person opposite him quickly picked up the coffee and drank it all in one gulp, not even afraid of the heat.

“… …” Zhou Ze.

You really deserve a beating.

Why didn’t I realize that I deserved a beating before

call,

After the dream is over, I will find a chance to beat up Lawyer An.

This guy must have been holding a grudge against me for a long time.

"What do you want to do?" asked the other self.

“I don’t want to do anything.”

Zhou Ze patted the coffee table.

But it made a "clang" sound,

Looking down,

Why did I suddenly have a dagger in my hand

“Bang!”

Zhou Ze threw away the dagger.

road:

"I'm sorry, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" The other self looked to the right.

Zhou Ze also looked to his right.

I found a machete on the right side of my foot, next to my leg.

A very exaggerated machete.

It also has a patterned ring and the workmanship is quite exquisite.

“Bang!”

Zhou Ze kicked the knife away as well.

"This is also a misunderstanding. It really is a misunderstanding."

The machete fell to the ground, cracking a tile.

The me on the other side looked at the crack.

Frowning slightly.

“I paid to replace the tiles.”

"Oh." The other side of himself nodded, "Do you want to kill me?"

“… …” Zhou Ze.

I haven't discovered it before.

I'm so smart.

It’s indeed me.

"Go ahead and kill him, quickly." The man opposite him lay back down like Ge You again, picked up the newspaper again, and signaled Zhou Ze to act quickly.

Are you so eager to die

Zhou Ze stood up.

He is restraining his inner impulse.

This inexplicable urge to try to kill myself,

road:

"I didn't mean to kill you."

Zhou Ze spread his hands and shrugged to show his sincerity.

Then he found himself holding a rope with a circle tied in it.

“… …” Zhou Ze.

"I won't resist." The other self said, "Really, because I know what I am."

Zhou Ze also placed the rope on the coffee table.

This is my dream,

That's why it's so weird.

That's why it's so absurd.

This is a dream!

Open your eyes,

His eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot.

I really can't control myself anymore.

Why,

Why is the urge to kill myself becoming stronger and stronger

The person opposite me put down the newspaper.

Get up,

Left the sofa,

Walked to the door,

road:

"Let's go out for a walk together? It'll give you some time to plan to kill me."

Zhou Ze also stood up and went out with him.

The original "self opposite" walked in front of him and became the "self in front of him", while Zhou Ze followed behind, and the two were only five steps apart.

As long as Zhou Ze wants,

Within reach of being able to kill him from behind at any time.

South Street,

There is always a lot of traffic in the prime location.

Even in dreams it's the same.

The two of them, one in front and one behind,

Walking through the crowd,

No communication,

There wasn't even any eye contact.

This made Zhou Ze a little angry.

Is the previous self so lazy that he doesn't even have the will to defend himself

Are you too lazy to even struggle

So lazy, so Buddhist,

Then you'd better go to hell!

My brain got hot.

Zhou Ze's right hand nail grew out, and he rushed directly to the front, very close to his back.

only,

When about to insert,

The person in front of me stopped.

Zhou Ze staggered and shook his head violently, finally suppressing the urge to kill the person in front of him.

The self in front seems to be waiting,

As if silently asking Zhou Ze,

Why don't you do it yet

"hehe."

The self in front of me smiled.

Like a mockery.

Adding fuel to the fire,

Eager to die,

But Zhou Ze grabbed his right wrist with his left hand.

This nail,

I just can’t poke it in!

The person in front waited for a long time and seemed to be a little tired of waiting, so he simply sat down on the curb.

Facing the crowd,

Spring is here and flowers are blooming.

Zhou Ze had never thought that he would actually have such a leisurely side of himself, sitting and watching the clouds roll by.

Not afraid of death

Is that still yourself

The person in front of me actually sat down like this, with a telephone pole behind me, which was a good place to lean against, and a lot of Niupixian advertisements under my feet.

"Hey, there's still money here."

The self in front of me pointed to the corner under the telephone pole with some surprise. There was a hundred-dollar bill.

He leaned over and picked it up.

When I opened it, I found

It’s a photo of a young model, along with her contact number, and door-to-door service is available.

But on the back, there is a picture of a hundred-dollar bill, which is very realistic.

"hehe."

The person in front threw away this simulated, smart and creative little card, and let it wait for the next destined person.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

Zhou Ze asked.

I don't know why.

Although it is a dream,

But Zhou Ze had a strange sense of reality.

It was as if I had stabbed him with this knife,

It is very likely that you will really lose something forever.

The self in front of me did not answer, but just sat there quietly and smiled silently.

This feeling made Zhou Ze feel a little strange. It was not like himself. He thought that if he were in other people's shoes, he would not be able to sit there so calmly.

Fight,

We must fight for it.

No matter who the other party is,

Everyone will fight for their lives!

He doesn't want to die.

But he wanted to live without making any progress.

It seems that these two are contradictory.

But in fact, there is no contradiction at all.

If you ask yourself,

At least half of the people in this world actually live like this.

You want to succeed but are not willing to work hard; you like comfort but use this as an excuse to refuse to work hard.

Suddenly awakened from a dream in the middle of the night,

I feel like I shouldn't live like this anymore. I need to work harder, make progress, and surpass myself.

But when I woke up the next day,

Everything remains the same.

It was as if last night's inner self-condemnation was just a show to comfort myself.

"Afraid."

The previous self answered.

“Not afraid.”

"Why?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Do you want to know the answer?"

The self in front asked.

Zhou Ze nodded.

The self in front of me stretched out his palm, and long nails grew on his index finger.

then,

He dug his nails into his chest.

"puff!"

Zhou Ze only felt a sharp pain.

I looked down,

But he found that his nails were stuck in his chest.

It should be due to the experience of excellent surgeons.

Know how to stab someone so that it looks exaggerated but is not fatal.

"Why?"

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

at the same time,

He slowly pulled out his nail.

"The answer is right in front of us."

Zhou Ze looked up in confusion.

Front,

Still a huge crowd,

But the answer,

Where else

Suddenly,

Zhou Ze found himself sitting on the curb.

And the other self,

He was speaking while standing at the same place where he was before.

"this… … "

The other self sat down next to Zhou Ze.

“This is the answer.”

"The answer..."

"Yeah, I'm afraid of death."

Answer very honestly,

Because Zhou Ze himself is afraid of death.

"Because I'm afraid of death, I can never commit suicide at any time."

"suicide… "

"Yes, why would I kill myself?"

Another self looked at Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze was also looking at another self.

They both breathed a sigh of relief.

Then we faced the street together,

Looking at the endless stream of people in front.

“Even if the whole world abandons me, at least I can decide whether to be happy or sad by myself.”

Another self sighed,

“This is the life I want.

I was already tired, so I wanted to be lazy and not do anything;

I want to live with a shameless face, but I don't want to die, so I can only be lazy and eat a lot.

The comfort that I couldn't get in my previous life,

Cherish it in this life,

Even if it ends in one day,

There is nothing to regret.”

"A life like a salted fish?" Zhou Ze said with a smile.

"Yeah, there's nothing 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 stall, a man in a black sweatshirt stood there with his fists clenched in disbelief.

Why didn't he kill him

Why didn't he kill him yet

Not only do we not kill,

And the two of them actually squatted on the curb together,

He was smoking and shaking his legs.

They were like the two lazy guys in the lazy village in the mountains who ate relief meals and didn't want to work but sat on the dam to bask in the sun and take a nap.

What is this

Why!!!!!!!