"Yes or no?

Wang Taika was silent for a while before he said, "I don't deny it, there is an impact on this. But it doesn't matter who it is, it's just the same mistake, I only make it once. But this is the second time ......"

Terrorist, I know you won't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable or guilty about my words. Zhien-chan closed his eyes and said, "Because in your heart, you still feel that you will not lose money." ”

"It was my misfortune to be separated, I lost someone I loved. But you should be happy that you just sacrificed someone you don't like, but kept someone you like, even if that person doesn't necessarily like you!"

"Terrorist, you are the most shrewd person in the world!"

Wang Taika bent down to pick up the key and continued to open the door, but suddenly turned around and looked at Zhien-chan.

The two of them were only one step apart, but they seemed to be separated by a long distance, and they could no longer get closer.

"I'm sorry. Wang Taika said.

Jien-chan shook his head: "Don't tell me I'm sorry, I hate this word the most." The word is hateful, hateful. Say it, and it will bring out your nobility and show my narrowness. I don't like it, you know?"

"Well, that'...... Jien-chan, I'll do a magic trick for you. ”

"What?" said Jien-chan looked at Wang Taika.

Wang Taika said: "This magic trick is called the Great Transformation of the Living Man. ”

"What?" Jien-chan shook his head, "No, I don't want to see it." ”

Wang Taika said to himself: "Pay attention, only this time." The countdown begins. ”

"I don't want to see it!"

"Three!"

"Terrorists, I want to see it. ”

"Two!"

"Why ......"

"One!" Wang Taika smiled, "I have changed myself from you!"

After Wang Taika finished speaking, he closed the door directly.

Sure enough, Wang Taika disappeared completely from Zhien-chan's sight!

Zhien-chan's lips trembled slightly, without the slightest gaffe.

But the heart has long been broken.

Life is always like this, always sad. Sometimes it's because you don't cherish the present and always miss the past, thinking that what you miss is the best, and what you encounter is no longer so perfect. But I never thought that the present experienced at this time is also the past that I miss in the future.

Some things always seem empty in words, and the pain and despair under words feel floating, like the pain of the soul being withdrawn from the body.

In the end, Zhien-chan could only laugh numbly at herself.

"It's pretentious. ”

yes, it's really hypocritical.

Once upon a time, such a hypocritical scene was really staged in front of Jien-chan. But things are not people, but I didn't expect the characters in it to be replaced by myself and terrorists.

Once upon a time, Zhien-chan hated hypocrisy very much, and even if she thought about it, she felt extremely bored.

At that time, Zhien-chan felt that the reason why hypocrisy was terrible was that it was mediocre but pretended to be unique.

Occasional hypocrisy, it can also be said to be a kind of mood. But many times, hypocrisy is easy to deviate and become dead. Hypocrisy, regardless of the occasion, is more terrible than emotional, and will only make people exhausted.

However, in this hurried world, everyone is busy, and no one cares about those hypocrisy.

It's useless to be hypocritical, and trying to get through it alone is the truth.

Take medicine when you're sick, bring an umbrella when it's raining, don't always moan in social media, no one is interested in caring about who tosses and turns in the middle of the night, and no one cares about who deletes the news in seconds.

As there is a saying, if you say something hypocritical, you should try to hold it in your heart, and you will be glad that you didn't say it when the day dawns.

can occasionally be hypocritical but not pretentious, and the poisonous tongue is not vitriol. Be true to yourself, be true to others, and be true to the world.

Zhien-chan feels that she already knows very well about hypocrisy.

But she found out she was wrong.

It's not that it's misunderstood, but when a person falls into that situation, it seems that this is the only way to go.

Hypocrisy does not solve any problems, hypocrisy is just the last sincerity when a person is powerless, nothing more.

But Zhien-chan doesn't hate Wang Taika, she really doesn't hate.

This is not because of feelings, but because Zhien-chan also felt the same way. A few years ago, Zhi'en Chan actually often thought that if he and who he was going to part ways with one day, then say goodbye once, would there be less loneliness and sadness in his life?

But now Zhi'en Chan understands that people can never say goodbye to the existence they like decently, and the inexplicable parting and unspeakable goodbye are all waves that can't be hidden in their eyes when they talk about this past to others on the road in the future.

Because I couldn't say goodbye, I didn't say goodbye.

It seems that as long as you leave first and don't look back, this is not a passive separation, but a young and proud choice.

There is no way to be less painful to parting and being parted. Saying goodbye doesn't have to mean losing either. People come and go, the tide rises and falls. When parting as an adult becomes the norm, separation is no longer so frightening and uncomfortable.

Maybe...... On the occasion of parting, they may express their friendship to each other, or earnestly admonish, or enmity and enmity. Or, when no one is around, quietly make a phone call, send the most affectionate blessings, and send away with the thoughts that have nowhere to put them.

This is probably what terrorists have always said, the so-called sense of ceremony!

Zhien-chan even liked these rituals a little, and in the intertwining of plans, the sincerity of letting go of all distractions and removing all masks is rare in all kinds of hurried lives.

Not returning as scheduled is the meaning of parting.

It's a pity that terrorists can no longer hear this sentence from the heart.

......

There was no light in the room, and Wang Taika closed his eyes and sat at the door of the entrance.

Why does Wang Taika pay so much attention to the ritual sense of leaving?

Because sometimes you miss someone too much, you may start to have the illusion that that person hasn't left your mouth, as if you're just going to do something, and you're going to show up right away. Or the person is hiding and still watching himself from some corner.

Perhaps only when you are really immersed in the scene, have seen that person leave, and a crack is broken at this point in time with a sense of ceremony, can you realize that that person has really left him.

The most unbearable thing is that when you miss it, you will feel that there is nowhere to complain about thousands of thoughts, and those things that you want to say but can't say can only be left in your heart to rot in the end.

was in such a daze, quietly I don't know how long it was, and when Wang Taika reacted again, it had been a long time, and it was early in the morning.

Standing up, stiff and uncomfortable, I wanted to walk into the living room, but my steps stopped.

I suddenly remembered the cake that I had just thrown into the trash, and I suddenly became depressed.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Taika turned his head and opened the door, intending to pick up the cake again.

But as soon as the door opened, I saw a trembling little figure still at the door, looking at Wang Taika with an expression of embarrassment and almost despair.

"Terrorist, if you don't come back before dawn to scare me, I really won't pay attention to you anymore. ”

Wang Taika only felt that he had been shot in the heart, and his original indifference could no longer be maintained. But after thinking about it, it was just a blunt sentence: "Come in, it's cold outside." ”

When Zhien-chan heard this, he got up suddenly, and directly threw himself into Wang Taika's arms, and hit Wang Taika with a stumble.

I felt a warmth in my shoulders, and it seemed to be tears. Wang Taika felt that Zhien-chan's whole body was trembling, and heard Zhi'en-chan's voice of being wronged to the extreme.

"Terrorist, I don't really know what to do anymore. ”