Lying is a way of self-preservation, a means of benefiting oneself.

Still, a drug that can never be quit again.

Lin Weisheng was fourteen years old when she went to junior high school, and everyone knew that although this pleasing-looking girl went to school late, she never fell behind in her homework, and she always achieved the first place in the door.

Elementary school may not be popular, but she has a sweet mouth and is as sleek and worldly as her mother at the table, but she's the only one who isn't obnoxious.

No one knows, she likes to lie.

Why did she learn to lie for the first time? She was so fond of lying that it took a bit of effort to really think back to the first time in a long time.

Oh yes, for a cat. A cat floating off a garbage truck. It was hairless, ugly, and had even the little finger of its forepaw severed. It is no exaggeration to say that if it is just to catch mice and bugs, the stray cats on the streets are a hundred times stronger than this one.

One day many years later, Lin Weisheng didn't understand why he picked up the cat back.

Probably, it's because this cat is too lonely.

In a family where food and clothing are a major expense, it is a bit of a fantasy to accept a cat that can't even catch mice. It's like when they buy things, they always like to buy cheaper and more things, and the quality can be guaranteed is the best, but it can't be guaranteed, and it is not the main body. They lived like people in times of famine, and it was not uncommon for them to fight for a meal of meat. In other words, they wouldn't buy such a cat with no purpose as a pet, after all, this is an interest that only people of their class can have, right?

On the day she picked up the cat, before she could hide it, her father came back from outside, picked up the back of the cat's neck and threw it out.

She watched it struggle, but she couldn't do it. The lie was blurted out almost instantaneously, and she said it was a Sphynx cat. She also said that it was mentioned in the textbook that the cat could be sold for a good price even when it was an adult.

In fact, she didn't know the breed of the cat very well, but what she knew was that the cat was not as noble as she said. In the book, the words Sphynx cat never appeared. Whether there is or not, she has not read the letter of her father. For dinner, the family bandaged its wounds and even bought cat food for the cat for the first time.

"When the time comes, we'll sell it at a high price. She said cheekily.

"I'm smart, her mother, don't you say? With me as smart as me, can she not be smart, hahaha. ”

Her father always spoke in a loud voice, surprisingly loud, and those who were not used to him might think that he was going into battle to kill the enemy.

As a family of three, they continued to discuss the valuable cat, and she echoed perfunctorily, her eyes looking at the dilapidated bed in the corner. A gray bug with countless legs was jumping up and down on the wall where the bed was leaning.

Her memories of the first time she lied were the cat and the bugs that kept crawling around.

Lies, you say it's not a good thing, it's also true, after all, it's not only others who deceive, but also yourself. But most people live in this world and it seems that they can't live without lies.

With the first experience of lying, the second and third times will follow one after the other, until the umpteenth time.

Her father also loves to lie, making phone calls that are obviously in S City, but he prefers to pretend to be in a car, and pacing around the room panting with his mobile phone. Her mother was even worse.

At that time, she was still fantasizing, and she also knew what the heroines in those romance novels were like, at the very least, kind and sincere. She didn't take any of them. She is still waiting for the perfect man who can save her. She is afraid that she is not kind enough and sincere enough to become the vicious female partner in the book.

But she couldn't help it, she couldn't control her heart, she couldn't be sincere to anyone, and she still chose to deceive a question like 'what you had for dinner yesterday' that didn't need to be covered up with a lie at all. When she made such a choice, it was almost equivalent to a reflex, and she didn't even have time to think about what the real answer was, and the lie had already poured out like a flood of broken banks.

The more she lives, the more like her parents, crawling at the bottom of society with lies and lies. She didn't dare to think about what her future would look like, living with lies for the rest of her life?

And this kind of distorted psychology of hating lies but can't restrain herself from walking with lies, makes her struggle day after day about what choice is right.

When a person has no one to tell him what is right and what is wrong, you don't expect him to live as spotless as a white lotus in the mud. We all know that most people are not saints.

Lin Weisheng is also not. So, she went from having a choice to not having a choice. She made lying a habit. Or it can be said that she has turned her life into a lie. And the longer she lives like this, she no longer knows what is right. Or, or they have only a vague outline of the truth, but they don't have the slightest courage to say it.

And her parents, oh, her parents, always like to do things like that. They complained that the cat she lied to them was a Sphynx cat that could only be bought at a good price, and they taught her in her ear like a life coach: "Lying is not a good habit, and stealing is too, last time the little girl of whose family said, you are stealing other people's books again? We tell you Xiaosheng, when you were a child, you stole a needle, and when you grow up, you can even steal gold, stealing things is not important, you steal is stealing, it's not a good habit, you know?"

And when she was ready to repent after being taught by them, on some humble day she would always see her father on the phone to avoid the debts of relatives, and her mother would secretly stuff an egg in her arms while the grandmother who was selling vegetables was not paying attention.

She remembered their previous teachings and refused to take them, and then her mother's not so young face and facial features were all crowded together, and she scolded in a low voice: "You fool, what do you know!"

So she obediently stuffed the egg into her arms.

When she came out of the market, she thought about finding the answer, didn't she say that stealing was not good, why would she do such a thing in front of her?

Her mother was always very reasonable, and used every word sonorously and forcefully, "What do you know? You fool, the eggs sold by that dead eighth woman are originally more expensive than the Afu family opposite, and we will lose money if I take one!"

"Then wouldn't it be better to go directly to Afu's house and buy it?"

Her mother called her stupid and began to squeeze her ears hard.

You see, she also wants to change, but all her efforts have been imperceptibly. Eventually, assimilated.

Until, she believes, lies are a very common thing in this world, and they should exist.