It's not interesting at all, I don't want to say anything, and I don't want to ask anything, because, many things have nothing to do with me, I don't want to know anything, who is thinking in his heart, Xia Lang doesn't know, now he just wants to figure out one thing, that is, what he wants to do now, what else can he do, is everything his fault, if this is really the case, then it is absolutely impossible, but what else can I think about, why am I so tired.

Could it be that I did something wrong, why did I do so many wrong things, I didn't think about anything, everything has nothing to do with me, don't ask me, I don't know anything, I really don't want to know anything, I just feel that the more I live, the more tired I get.

What to do, in fact, I don't know, after all, I can't ask anything, I can't say, what else can I think about, from beginning to end, so, everything now has nothing to do with me, these things have nothing to do with me, I just feel that I am getting more and more unconfident, what does all this have to do with me, what does it have to do with nothing, why should I get involved, I am the most incisive interpretation of stupidity, I don't know what to do, and besides, what else can I say, as if nothing has anything to do with me。

However, what else do I have to consider, Xia Lang sat in place, thinking about all the questions repeatedly, and didn't figure it out, he didn't know what he should think, life is like this, what else can I say, perhaps, everything has nothing to do with me.

It would be nice if it was really as simple and easy as he said, but, unfortunately, everything is not like this, so he has nothing to say, and he doesn't understand what else he can say.

Anyway, these things have never been related to me, and I don't know anything about what I do, and I don't want to ask.

It has nothing to do with me, why should I get involved in such inexplicable things, I just don't know anything at all, let alone understand these things, I'm really tired, and I won't have anything to say, how to deal with these things, I really don't want to know anything, I don't understand these things, how to think about these things, I really can't think about it, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, what else can I care about, it seems that I never did, so I don't want to say too much.

Xia Lang looked at the people who came and went, and smiled to himself, he laughed for a long time, and then he knew the result, and he didn't understand what else could be said, what else could be asked, I really didn't want to know anything, let alone ask, what was going on with all this, why didn't I know anything, what else could I think about, I really felt that the more I lived, the more tired I became, this tiredness, I couldn't bear it, and I didn't want to bear it.

I don't know what to ask, I don't understand what else to say, what the hell is going on, it really has nothing to do with me, I'm really getting more and more tired, Xia Lang's mood is almost in the midst of collapse, he knows, but he doesn't understand what else can be said, what everything has to do with me.

It really doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, so what can I say, it really has nothing to do with me, I don't want to know anything, let alone ask anything, what the hell is going on.

I really didn't feel like I wanted to say anything, I didn't understand what it was all about, what else could I think about.

Xia Lang didn't want to go to the city for anything, but he hadn't walked long before he was stopped, what was the matter with the person who stopped him, Xia Lang looked at the person who stopped him, and the person who stopped him also looked at him,

They looked at each other for I don't know how long, they all stopped, and then laughed together, Xia Lang laughed for a while, the man stopped smiling, looked at Xia Lang with a dull face, he asked Xia Lang, "What were you laughing at just now?"

"I don't want to know anything, I don't want to understand, I'm really tired, I've never lived so tired as I am. The man said this, Xia Lang continued to laugh again, now he seems to be able to laugh only, otherwise, life will become more and more difficult. It really made him very broken, but he couldn't say anything, what else could he think, everything was not what I wanted, everything had nothing to do with me, the more people lived in their lives, the more tired they became, what else could they think about, he was speechless.

I don't want to know anything, Xia Lang's mood began to fluctuate again, he didn't understand what was going on at all, let alone speculate about what was going on, now, there was nothing to say, let alone understand anything, what else could be said, I didn't know, for the future, I had nothing to ask, everything made me feel speechless, and there was nothing to think about now, so I wouldn't say anything, and I didn't understand what else to think about, now, what else could I say.

Just forget about these things, if you can't forget it, what else can you say, I don't know, please let me forget everything, I'm really tired, I've never been so tired like now, what else to say, I'm really too tired, otherwise, I don't know what else to say, whatever, these things have never had anything to do with me, I'm just passing by, if life is really like this, I'm willing to think about everything, let alone understand, but, what's going on now.

It seems that there is nothing more to say, what is there to say, everything is empty talk, I just feel tired, I have never been so tired as I am now, and I will not understand what is going on, so I will not understand what else can be said.

If life really has to be spent like this, I won't say anything more, after all, this is life, I won't quibble, let alone understand what is going on, there is really nothing to think about, but, I will fight to the end, there is nothing to say, just let me forget all these things, I never want to remember, I don't know what to think, why all this is coming to me, I really don't know anything, and I won't understand.

Xia Lang looked at the guard, and the guard also looked at him, they looked at each other for a long time, and they didn't look at each other anymore, after all, you look at me, I look at you, and it doesn't make sense.

There is really nothing to think about, I am really tired, I have never been tired, I don't want to say anything, let alone understand, what is there to say, I decided to give up my life, just let this life be spent like mud, only in this way, my heart may feel better, I am right.