The boss has always been unfazed and always looks confident.

Even if he pees on his hands now, even if he is watched by his subordinates to pee on his hands, the boss is still calm, washes his hands and leaves the toilet.

But Yuan Changwen could feel that under the unchanging expression on his face, there were waves of irritability fluctuations.

The anger and annoyance exuded by the boss went straight from the inside to the outside, and no matter what the expression was, it could not be hidden.

At least, Yuan Changwen saw through this.

In other words, not to see through, but to feel.

Yuan Changwen is very keen to capture emotions, and now it seems that not only his own emotions, but even the emotions of outsiders can be easily felt.

When you are no longer in the predicament of emotions, when you begin to face your emotions, you will find that you are simply an animal pulled by emotions. There is nothing to seek truth from facts, and there is nothing to talk about facts, it is completely controlled by emotions.

When you encounter a problem that you can discuss, you seem to be very rational and have mature reason. And when you encounter a problem that you don't want to discuss at all, it's the world of emotions. Strong emotions hit like waves, making yourself angry or screaming, not paying attention to the problem but following the mood swings.

For example, "How dare you be disobedient!"

Then, there is no then. What followed was not a discussion at all, it was a complete emotional shock.

When Yuan Changwen faced up to his emotions and disgusted that he was pulled by emotions, it was like turning off the whole person's immune system. Not only will they not turn a blind eye, but they will also take the initiative to find emotions, actively monitor emotions, and then carry out emotional slaughter.

Whether it is happy or sad, whether it is sweet or fearful, it is the object that needs to be killed. When Yuan Changwen faces it squarely, he will develop a kind of self-hatred. It's as if I've been living with a piece of dog shit, but I can't smell the stench of dog shit at all.

And now, Yuan Changwen began to face up to this stench and began to disgust the shit in his arms. Thus, the slash mode is turned on.

"Alas, the boss is angry. ”

Yuan Changwen looked in the mirror and muttered to himself.

Can't you let it go?

The boss pays the salary, so I'll be submissive to him. In fact, it's not the boss who takes it too seriously, but the salary that you take too seriously.

Shouldn't it be valued? Without money, it is difficult to move an inch in this society!

And who put this definition in my head?

Yuan Changwen frowned, staring at himself in the mirror, and a raging fire rose in his heart.

"If you don't have money, you will be despised, how can you survive well in this society without money?"

"This society is very realistic, there is no dignity without money. ”

"Don't need money for food, don't want money for mortgages, don't want money for baby milk powder?"

!

I'm not talking to you about the importance of money at all!

The premise of discussing money is that money is real, and once we start discussing, we will tacitly acquiesce to this.

However, money falls under the category of "inconclusive truth".

Now, what I'm looking for is the truth, and the rest is nothing more than demonic means.

Yuan Changwen's heart was full of anger, these were self-woven definitions, and in his unknowing state, he firmly occupied an area in the desert.

It also weaves the building beautifully, making it feel like the real thing!

Hate yourself!

For so many years, I have been burdened with the so-called vision, opinions, opinions, outlook on life, worldview, morality, preferences, etc., surrounded by self-woven definitions, and wantonly whipped and played.

Emotions come when they want to come, and they can leave when they want to.

How presumptuous!

Have you asked me, have you given my consent?

It was the same demon again, who instigated the wave of values in the whole society, and the phrase "everyone is like this" crushed most of the doubts.

Coupled with the cooperation of fear, if you are a maverick, will you be a failure, and you will become a laughing stock in the eyes of others.

What a means!

Yuan Changwen found that the idea of "how to solve this problem" has already recognized the existence of the problem and the reality of the world.

Just like the suffering of the characters in the play, we forget that we are an actor, but actively contribute to the pain, suffering and anger with the characters.

complained about the arrangement of the script, why is he a rich second generation, and I am from a poor family.

Why is he in good health while I am confined to a wheelchair?

Why is it that everyone is working hard to make money, but I am not getting a corresponding reward?

Why am I just a little person, just a little person all my life.

Did the script arrange for you to counterattack, or did the script just make you struggle for the rest of your life.

Yuan Changwen shook his head, no, does the script really exist?

If the script exists, then wouldn't the whole world be predetermined?

Isn't this kind of thinking fatalism?

Since it's fatalistic, then I don't do anything, and lie in bed every day to rest and play. It's fatalistic anyway, and then you sit and eat, and in the end you have to beg to get by.

But I can also disbelieve in fatalism, still work hard, and then break the shackles of my birth and go to the road of success.

However, will this counterattack be part of the script itself?

I'm doomed to fight back, because it's scripted.

Who is writing the script?

The person who wrote the script, and who wrote his script?

Push it up layer by layer, it's endless.

Well, the final answer can only be, I don't know.

Therefore, these are all "inconclusive truths".

Yuan Changwen smiled, since this is the case, then please go away.

Call......

I felt a little lighter, and sure enough, everything would be invisible under the light of thinking.

Ponder?

Who's thinking?

How do I know what this thinking is about?

Thinking already belongs to "the inability to determine the truth".

Then these thoughts will inevitably also belong to the "inability to determine the truth".

I use the thinking of "I can't determine the truth" to put an end to those things that "can't be sure of the truth".

Isn't that ridiculous?

Also, how do I end the mind itself?

Yuan Changwen put his hands in his hair, trying to rip off his scalp.

What else is real?!

This world is not, the definition of self-weaving is not, the body is not, and now even the mind is not.

So, what is the sentence I am thinking about?

However, I was able to use my own mind freely, to think, to reason.

How does it fall within the scope of "inconclusive truth"?

Yuan Changwen looked at the mirror and smiled contemptuously, was he still unwilling to admit it?!

It is possible to use a faucet, but the faucet is still in the realm of "uncertainty". It can be used, it can be controlled, it can only indicate the existence of such things, but these have nothing to do with authenticity.

Therefore, thinking is also "inconclusive of truth".

So, what exactly is real?

Yuan Changwen's whole person was in a trance, and he didn't know how he got off work today.

The table falls under the realm of "can't be sure of the truth", so does the computer, so does the co-worker, so does the glass of water, the same is the passage I was thinking, the air is too, so is my typing hand, and so is the floor......

Depend on!

…………

Yuan Changwen walked downstairs, and the afterglow of the sun was still so bright.

The sun is also "uncertain".

Along the way, anything you see is.

Yuan Changwen was dazed, in a trance, and walked crumblingly.

What exactly is real!

Yuan Changwen looked at the world, but found that he couldn't believe anything, and the whole person seemed to be hanging in the air, unsteady.

Well?!

The vision in front of him suddenly darkened, and Yuan Changwen reacted that he had walked into a dark alley.

was about to turn around and leave, but found four thugs blocked at the entrance of the alley, looking at him with a playful expression.

One of them was the thief who was called by himself in the morning.

"Boy, you did me a good thing this morning. Tell me, how to solve this matter?"

The thief walked over with his hands in his pockets and an evil face.

Yuan Changwen: "Who are you?"

The thief laughed: "Don't you remember me? ”

Yuan Changwen: "Who are you?"

The thief was stunned for a moment and said, "What? Do you still want your uncle and me to take revenge?" Tell you, if you want to take revenge, Lao Tzu will accompany you at any time. Remember your uncle and my name, and call me Zhang Ye!"

Yuan Changwen: "I didn't ask your name, I asked, who are you?"

"Damn, boy, you're entertaining me!"

The thief rushed over and slapped Yuan Changwen in the face.

Syllable!

The sound is crisp.

Yuan Changwen ignored the pain on his face, stared at the other party in a daze, and said, "Who are you beating?"

Thief: "Damn, are you an idiot? Don't you feel that your uncle and I are beating you!"

Yuan Changwen: "Are you beating me? Who am I?"

The thief was stunned, obviously not in this situation.

"Are you stupid?"

Yuan Changwen: "No, stupidity is just an addition to the background, everyone can be stupid, and they can not be stupid." Who am I after removing the idiot?"

"it!"

The thief kicked Yuan Changwen in the stomach, and his strength was so great that Yuan Changwen took a few steps back.

"Boy, do you believe it or not, I'll kill you?!"

The thief pulled out the butterfly blade, flipped his fingers nimbly, and the blade flew between his fingers like a butterfly.

Yuan Changwen: "Kill me? Can you really kill me? You can only kill this body, but I'm not my body, how can you kill me?"

"!"

The thief was enraged, and slammed forward, and the dagger was inserted into Yuan Changwen's arm.

Or do you know the severity of the severity, hurting people and killing people, these are completely two concepts. So, don't look at the thief shouting so much, you know it in your heart.

"Shhh

Yuan Changwen's arm hurt and gasped.

Pain?

Why does it hurt?

Because the body is injured, it hurts.

No, this pain is just an attribute of the body, it only means that the body exists, but it still has nothing to do with reality.

The thief wanted to threaten two more sentences, but found that the person in front of him seemed to be in a state of confusion. But in an instant, the confusion vanished, replaced by joy, ecstasy, and a hint of madness.

"I remember that when people die, they see the truth of the world. ”

Yuan Changwen smiled, and finally found the way to the truth, which was death.

"When you're going to die, tell me what you saw!"

Yuan Changwen grabbed the thief, and there was a dagger stuck in his arm, and the blood was flowing due to the excessive force.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the handle of the knife with his other hand and pulled it hard.

Blood splattered, the smell of blood permeated, and the faces of the two were covered in blood.

Yuan Changwen waved his backhand, and the dagger slashed across the thief's neck.

The thief was still in a state of shock, and had not yet recovered from the shock on his bloody face.

Unfortunately, the thief could only hold his neck, struggle, and gradually lost his body, and fell to his knees.

Yuan Changwen patted him on the face and said anxiously, "What did you see?

"Hey!"

"You speak!"

"What do you see?"

"What is the truth?!"

The thief's breathing dissipated, his eyes widened, and he died.

Yuan Changwen shook and slapped hard, but he didn't get a response.

The three people who came with the thief were instantly frightened.

"yes, I just cut his neck, so he can't speak. My bad. ”

Yuan Changwen let go of the thief, turned to look at the three people, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't wipe my neck again this time." ”

The three of them turned and ran.

How could Yuan Changwen let it go, this is the only way to find the truth!

With a strong flick, the butterfly blade flew out and stuck in a person's calf.

"Help me, big brother, help me!"

The man fell to the ground, crying out in terror for the eldest brother, who had already run away.

Yuan Changwen walked over and said softly: "Don't worry, I will prick my heart this time, you must tell me what is true." Okay?"

"No, don't!"

Yuan Changwen: "You must tell me! Please!"

Scold!

The butterfly blade pierces the heart.

"See?"

"Hey, don't stare at me, do you see the truth?"

"Speak!"

The man struggled to lift his eyelids and smiled.

Then, there is no then.

"Hey, you saw it, didn't you?"

"Did you see it?"

"You speak!"

"You must have seen it, otherwise you wouldn't be laughing!"

"Hey!"

In the alley, there were two corpses, and Yuan Changwen was lying on top of one corpse, shaking vigorously.

…………

The eldest brother and the younger brother had just run a few steps, and suddenly reacted, the other party was just a person, and just an ordinary office worker, why did he run away?

It seems that the younger brother also reacted and gradually stopped.

"Let's go, go back!"

The younger brother was stunned for a moment and said, "Big brother, that person ......"

Big brother: "I'm afraid of a chicken feather! The two of us, are we still afraid of him alone? Let's go together, and see how he can do it when the time comes." Besides, he has already killed someone, and we will go back to stop the murderer from escaping, and we are considered heroes!"

The younger brother didn't want to say anything, swallowing his saliva and forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.

As soon as the two walked back to the alley, they saw Yuan Changwen lying there shaking his body vigorously, looking very painful, as if it was his relatives who fell to the ground, crying why he died.

When the two of them heard the content of Yuan Changwen's words, they couldn't help but feel a chill.

What is true? Is this man mentally ill?

Before the two could react, they saw Yuan Changwen raise his head, and his originally frowning expression and disappointed expression instantly turned into joy. It's like a person on a strange street and seeing the girl he likes.

Fight? Don't fight?

The two glanced at each other, but could only see the panic in each other's eyes.

"It's good to be here, this time, please tell me what is real. ”

The eldest brother couldn't help but take a half step back, this was not sarcasm, nor was it showing off, but an extremely serious person looking for answers. Nothing can stop such people, and any obstacle is nothing but an illusion of the way forward, and it will be destroyed.

How to fight this kind of person?

"Run!"

The eldest brother turned around and ran away in an instant, and the younger brother was not slow.

Yuan Changwen naturally would not let go of this opportunity to see the truth, and chased out of the alley, his blood red body was so conspicuous. 2.