I don't want to go back.

I always thought I wouldn't want to go back to what I used to be, but in fact, I still underestimated the power of falsehood.

For a moment, I wanted to go back to the past, return to the empire, continue my career, and continue to fight for the role of Yuan Changwen for life.

It seems that the beauty of empire and the sweetness of family are still tempting me.

Always dissuading yourself, as if returning to the same state as everyone else, is a good thing and normal.

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That's right, I don't weigh and don't calculate anything with a twist in my head.

A retarded mind is just going crazy here, what's wrong with admitting it.

I'm mentally retarded, I don't know anything, and that act of fighting against this idea is itself a testament to my retardation.

Know what?

Do flames really burn hands?

I'm arrogant and unreasonable, so people really won't deal with me?

Does this era really need effort?

Does your child really have to grow up in some kind of environment?

Am I really me?

There are so many unbelievable things that I don't know at all as if I know, wishful thinking.

However, as soon as someone points out that I am mentally retarded, the character immediately rebels.

There is no one else at all, there is no me, all is just the presentation of the elements of the picture.

Others can only say this, and I can only do this, and the overall picture presented is what there is to resist.

Like, no one else can say that?

However, yes, this idea itself is just a presentation, and it is not a mistake.

I'm not done yet, even though I'm in good shape, not devouring or feeling uncomfortable, and I can still feel the comfort of bathing in divine grace.

However, this is still not a reason to stop.

Further.

It's not real, and the key point is not how the character should do it or how to deal with what situation, it's not like that.

The key is whether it's true or not.

It's all the presentation of picture elements, what's not to do.

My opponent is not emotional, but false.

Tangling the character's words and deeds, creating a good one, and then imitating it, is just a means to enrich the character.

It has nothing to do with reality.

It's as if, in the face of other people's accusations, you have to admit it with a smile, or you shouldn't be angry or something.

It's all norms, it's all.

Regardless of how the characters respond, this preconceived response is not real, it is just an artificial distortion.

No matter how many people agree with this presupposition, it is useless.

Kindness is a preset that the largest number of people agree with, and it is still just an artificial distortion.

I have to keep reminding myself that otherwise it's easy to get caught up in the role, it's easy to be on one side of the duality.

If you want me to go back to where I was, then just kill me, or erase these memories.

It's really nice to be with your family, to talk and laugh, to cook or to go for a walk.

And what to do for the family, or, shoulder the heavy responsibility to share the hardships with the wife and children, the kind of going through the hardships and entering the good days really makes people feel that they have not lived in vain.

None of this is a reason to stop the killing, just a way to compromise and divert attention.

Anything built on falsehood will only be covered up by the method of "discussing beyond the truth".

I should have let others accuse me and abuse me.

Then, see the character's resistance, see what the character is still holding onto.

In the end, it's all about the fear of "no role".

Whether other people's accusations against me, whether they are justified or unreasonable, I will refute them.

The content doesn't matter, anyway, my character can't be injured, can't damage the character.

If someone says I'm wrong, then I have to refute it, saying that I'm not wrong or not too wrong.

I'm self-righteous, all my words are, but I don't allow others to say that.

To maintain my self-righteousness is to enrich the character.

Originally, "I don't know" was regarded as real, self-righteous things, and what could not be admitted.

It's really wrong, right, those words, those baseless affirmations, whatever I conclude, are just wishful thinking.

I take what I say as an extension of the role, the content is not important, but it must be recognized.

If anyone refutes it, then I will refute it too, anyway, it's a trick to plump up the character.

Hell, I don't know anything, but I don't allow anyone to point it out.

I used to think that I was about to finish, but now I don't feel that way, but I feel that I am trapped in the role very tightly.

Sure enough, all words should be added with the word "I think", so that it is just a personal feeling.

However, with the addition of the word "I think", it seems that the words are not very convincing.

All along, I have ignored the three words "I think", and directly regarded my own words as true, and did not allow others to refute them.

I still fantasize about how to teach my disciples, and I still think about going back to persuade others, it's all nonsense.

I haven't finished the killing myself, so it's just an imagination and speculation, and it's just a spin at the role level after all.

Nice words, esoteric words, and rhetorical questions full of deep meaning are all nonsense.

I'm either done or I'm not, there's nothing to argue about.

Always plump up the role, and the emotional pull makes me have to have face.

It's all ridiculous.

Back in the past, all kinds of twists collided, and they put themselves in the vortex of twists.

Not only do you have to deal with other people's distortions, but you also have to grasp your own distortions, and then keep spinning and spinning, and the bewitching woman is afraid that she will take a leather whip and laugh at her.

The characters, on the other hand, survive on these distortions.

Which of those cool fantasies is not a twist?

Of those fear concoctions, which one is not a distortion?

My very existence is the greatest distortion, so no amount of distortion is too much.

The characters are still here, and I don't know if there's a club worth grabbing.

What about this thinking?

Useful, mysterious, or just companionship?

will all dissipate, without a me, the world is not real, everything is not real.

The character still wants to resist, and the character also has to prove that it is very important to prove himself through emotional pulling.

Shit.

What about someone accusing Yuan Changwen of this role?

Does it have anything to do with me?

The whole thing is just a presentation of the elements of the picture, just a painting.

I'm painting outside.

The role of Yuan Changwen doesn't matter, how many times do you have to say it to understand, there is no me.

Everything that happens is just a picture element, and it's all unreal.

The content of other people's accusations is untrue, the content of my refutation is untrue, and even the whole act itself is not true.

What else is there to discuss, what are you still doing here?

Why not destroy the character, why do you feel like you're about to be pulled back?

Avoiding the important and light, I have been going around in circles, so that I have something to do, or kill yes, what an important thing.

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Actually, I never hurt the character. (https:)

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