How do you prove that the world you live in is reality?

There's no way to prove it.

This question has stumped countless sages, from Zhuang Zhou Mengdie to the ancestor mode, there is no way to answer it at all.

Perhaps, we are controlled by bioelectronic signals, just like in The Matrix.

It's also possible that we're traveling across the stars, bored and experiencing life thousands of years ago.

Or, we're at a party and all of us are hypnotized.

There's no way to prove it.

We just looked for something else to avoid these problems.

For example, work, mortgage, love, etc., when you want to think, you have to be interrupted.

Yuan Changwen lost his soul and walked home, no one interrupted him, at least no one interrupted this part of the road.

In the elevator, the orb did not appear.

Yuan Changwen breathed a sigh of relief, everything that happened later was based on the moment when the lucky orb appeared.

If there is no Lucky Orb, then what empire will be established and so on, will not happen.

In other words, he will still be a small person in the future?

Yuan Changwen shook his head self-deprecatingly, and now thinking back to what he did at that time, he felt ridiculous.

But at the time, it was normal.

What, exactly, is all this going on?

Yuan Changwen opened the door, and his wife was practicing yoga.

The wife opened her eyes, glanced at Yuan Changwen, did not speak, and continued to practice yoga.

Yuan Changwen didn't have the heart to speak now, and his mind was full of the question of "how to prove that his world is real".

How can I be sure of the authenticity?

Is it just by touching these sensory organs?

Obviously not, the previous hallucinations, let's call them hallucinations for the time being, and that kind of feeling is also very clear.

So, I can't judge at all?

The wife seemed to feel a little unusual atmosphere and said, "What are you thinking?"

Yuan Changwen said casually: "I'm wondering, is this world real or false?"

My wife laughed and said, "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Yuan Changwen: "Don't you think this question is very important? We can't even determine what is true, what are we doing in this life?"

Wife: "Pull it down, do you think these can be eaten as food?"

Yuan Changwen was instantly angry and shouted: "I don't even know what is true, and I still eat a fart meal!"

The wife also screamed: "Yuan Changwen, what are you crazy about? Can you solve any real problems, can you make money to support your family? Can you eat as food? Can you repay the mortgage?"

Yuan Changwen: "Why do I want to make money to support my family? Why do I have to pay off the mortgage? Is all this real? If it's false, why do I have to work so hard?"

Wife: "Why do you want to make money to support your family? Haha! What a joke! Yuan Changwen, let me tell you, if you want to divorce, just say it, don't fix all these useless! The old lady doesn't want to live with you for a long time, but the baby must belong to me!"

Yuan Changwen: "You, do you exist, are you real, who is talking to me, who am I, who is talking to whom?"

My wife was suddenly a little scared, her tone softened instantly, and she asked cautiously: "Changwen, don't scare me? We don't want this question to be okay? Everyone is like this, working, getting married, having children, making money and spending to support the family, we don't think about whether it is real or not, okay?"

Yuan Changwen's eyes were confused, and he asked, "Everyone is like this?"

The wife nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, everyone is like this, they are all like this." There's nothing to think about, it's like this for everyone, it's not your problem. ”

Yuan Changwen: "Everyone is like this? So I want to be like this? What is the reason for this? What kind of logic is this? I don't have a choice? Or is there a demon who is deliberately in the shadows and wants to mislead me?!"

Yuan Changwen suddenly became excited, and said: "Yes, there is a demon! Otherwise, why would you interfere with my decision?! Why do you want to use everyone like this to disturb my thinking?! Hahahaha! I understand, that demon has been deceiving me and is unwilling to let me find the truth!"

The wife begged bitterly: "There are no demons, Changwen, there are no demons! Let's not think about it, okay? We still have a baby! You think about it for the baby, okay?!"

Yuan Changwen approached, stared at his wife carefully, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm your wife!"

Yuan Changwen shook his head: "No, the word wife is just a legal definition." If I can change the law, then I can make you an 'old wave', an 'old girl', and so on. It's just a word that defines a human being, and who are you aside?"

The wife took two steps back with her hands and feet, her eyes wide and she forgot to speak in horror.

Yuan Changwen: "Also, why am I responsible for the baby? Who put this idea in my head?"

Wife: "Changwen, wake up! This is social morality! You have a child, you should shoulder this responsibility!"

Yuan Changwen: "Social morality? Oh! It turns out that it is a social convention, but why should I abide by it? Is this society real? Or is it that demon who came to deceive me?"

The wife rushed up, hugged Yuan Changwen, and cried: "You touch, you touch! Why am I not real, why don't I exist?!"

Yuan Changwen touched his wife's face, very confused, and said, "Yes, this feeling is so real." ”

Wife: "yes, yes." Changwen, don't think about it, let's eat. ”

Yuan Changwen: "No! You just exist, but I can't be sure if you're real." It's like I'm dreaming about a piece of. That piece of exists, but it's not real. So...... I can't be sure of your authenticity. ”

Wife: "Please, Changwen! I have to go to work tomorrow, let's think about it tomorrow, okay?"

Yuan Changwen: "What kind of work do you go to? I won't go to work tomorrow, I can't even confirm the authenticity, how can you still be in the mood to work?"

Wife: "If you don't go to work, how can you make money? Believe it or not, tell your mother, don't you worry about her? She will be sad if she knows that you say this!"

Yuan Changwen: "My mother, why do I have to think about her? Why do I need to be responsible for her happiness or not? Shouldn't everyone be responsible for themselves? Who put 'She's my mother, so I have to be responsible for all her emotional states' into my head?"

Wife: "What about the money, what about the future? Don't you think about these things?"

Yuan Changwen: "What is the future? What is money? Am I short of money now? Am I dead?"

Syllable!

My wife couldn't stand it anymore and slapped her.

Yuan Changwen's face instantly became red and swollen.

"Pain?"

Yuan Changwen: "Is this pain? I can feel the pain, so is the pain real? If the pain is real, then all my feelings should be real." ”

Well!

Yes, my feelings are real!

Yuan Changwen suddenly became happy, hugged his wife fiercely, and kissed him hard.

The wife was about to scold, but thinking of the fearful situation just now, she still endured it.

"Changwen, do you know that I was scared to death just now!"

Yuan Changwen kissed him again and said, "It's okay, I'm already back." The world, except for my feelings, is all unreal. After seeing through it, this feeling is much better, as if tens of thousands of pounds of stones have been unloaded from the body. ”

Finally, the two began to eat at home.

The wife changed her coldness and swearing in the past, and took the initiative to give Yuan Changwen vegetables.

"Thank you, thank you, wife. ”

I don't know if it's because I experienced too many things today, and my wife put a little more salt in cooking.

As soon as Yuan Changwen took a bite, he was stimulated.

Hey?

Wrong!

If salt is such an object, it only exists, and not real. So, why is the feeling of "saltiness" brought by salt real?

The wife looked at Yuan Changwen, who was motionless, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Changwen: "I suddenly realized that the feeling was not real. ”

Syllable!

In a fit of rage, the wife threw the chopsticks on the table.

"I can't get by! I can't live this house!"

Yuan Changwen was taken aback, and his thoughts that had just been concentrated were instantly scattered.

"Yes, I'm sorry. ”

My wife didn't look over her head and didn't speak.

"Alas......" Yuan Changwen sighed, got up silently, and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

The wife glanced at her, but still didn't speak.

Yuan Changwen came back from washing the dishes and saw his angry wife, he didn't coax or tease, and he didn't admit his mistake.

A man, sitting on the other side of the couch, thinking.

Wife: "I'm sorry, it's over?"

Yuan Changwen: "I'm not you, how can I know what you think? If you're sad and you're uncomfortable, how can I interfere?"

Wife: "As my man, you should coax me!" Yuan Changwen, you are still not a man!"

Yuan Changwen: "When should we make an agreement, 'If you are sad, I will coax you?'Oh, I understand, is it a social agreement?' I am responsible for showing what you want, 'caring and pleasing you'." You're in charge of showing what I want, 'cooking, sex'. ”

Wife: "You fart!"

Yuan Changwen: "Then why are you angry? Isn't it because I didn't do what you expected? Why do we all have to pretend? Directly show the true self, isn't it?"

The wife was extremely angry, her fingers trembled, pointed at Yuan Changwen, and shouted: "Do you want to be real? Okay, the old lady will give you the truth! Tomorrow, don't kneel and beg me to come back!"

After saying that, my wife slammed the door and left.

Yuan Changwen was caught in what he had just said.

True to yourself?

Am I real?