(The second update ~ To be honest, I really like PS ~)

Although in a general sense, turn off the lights and lie down in bed and turn off your phone, the next meaning is obvious.

But I always had a slightly uneasy feeling. Keeps me tossing and turning in bed.

It's not that I recognize the bed or anything else, it's just a sense of irritability.

In other words, I had insomnia.

I didn't hear any noisy dogs barking, I didn't hear anyone arguing, I didn't see any steel stars or any other mess. It's just very simple, and there is no extra meaning to insomnia.

This simplicity even surprised me a little. Because I don't know how long it's been since I've felt this pure insomnia. Usually, there is always some mental oppression in it. But now it's just pure spirit, there's energy, and there's nothing else in it. It's just very simple.

So I picked up my smartphone and took a look.

Eleven fifteen. Strictly speaking, it's not too late.

"Forget it, let's go out for a walk......"

Putting on my original clothes, I walked out of the room with my phone in a low air pressure state.

In order not to disturb other people's sleep, I deliberately made the movements very gentle. The spacing of our rooms can be said to be quite close. If I had done something too large, they would have been able to detect it. So I didn't make any noise out of the gentleman's style. Just quietly closed the door and wandered aimlessly.

Because of the well-timed heavy rain that afternoon, there were actually quite a few people in the hotel. Many people also suffer from insomnia with me, or simply recognize the bed. A group of people wandered through the hotel like ghosts.

And the service staff has long been familiar with this kind of thing, and they deal with these things with a professional smile on their faces. Or point them back to their rooms, or take them to the hotel bar to vent their energy – just for a drink or a chat. Naturally, I couldn't go to the bar and do anything restricted, and even if it was provided I wouldn't be able to. In that case, I would feel like a bastard in every sense of the word.

Obviously guarding a few beautiful young girls, I have nothing to do, I have nothing to do, am I sick or what's wrong? Even if those few can see it or not, I won't abandon the festival, right? Human beings are self-controlled beings. If humans don't have self-control, we should collect bottle caps and play with them now.

So I politely declined their kindness, and went to the lobby of the hotel by myself, and sat on the sofa at the beginning. stared blankly at the pitch-black night outside, waiting for his energy to gradually drain.

Theoretically, as long as you stay awake, your energy will continue to dissipate.

So I just sat there like that, watching the raindrops that were gradually weakening outside, and my mind gradually emptied my thoughts.

I'm still too scared.

I know where my weakness is, and I know how to correct it. But I didn't have the courage. I know how to drag myself to the normal track, and I also know how to bring myself to my senses completely. But I didn't have the determination. So I didn't actually deceive anyone, I told the truth and did everything.

I'm not who I really am yet. I wasn't ready enough to face it all. It's cruel to them, but I'm one of those people. Timid, mean, unconfident, shameless, unscrupulous. That's who I am.

Maybe there's a word that describes what I look like now.

Sentimental.

I'm just a hypocritical person.

Whatever it is, I just want to find out the answer that belongs to me first.

It's like facing people who say they want to go to war and don't get married. Theoretically, the odds of death are the same for everyone. Even if you are walking on the road, you will be hit by a car and die, suddenly a sudden illness comes, you run into a serial murderer, and you accidentally fall into the water, and we are not much farther away from death than on the battlefield. But even so, we're still the same.

It's a matter of mentality, and it has nothing to do with reality. As long as you can't get past the hurdle of mentality, then it's the same no matter what. Those who are soldiers will feel that they can die, and those who fish will not think that they are the richest people in the world, this is the fixed mentality between each other.

And there is no solution to this problem except for the reality that is gradually pressing over.

"But it's still a little too early, give me a little time......"

Holding my chin and looking at the dark and hazy scenery outside, I sighed slightly.

"It would have been better if I had given me a little more time to do it again...... If I could do it all over again. ”

If I could do it all over again, I would be able to make it perfect. I'm not going to let those sad or painful things happen. But this is not possible. Heaven has given me a very rare opportunity. Let me be at the forefront in the mode of sneaking away. If I ask again, I'm too ignorant.

Might it be better if I could do it all over again, wouldn't I? Knowing and all-powerful, where did I come from? And at that point, all I have to think about is that I may be trapped in infinite samsara. Endless decades? No kidding.

"Forget it, what happened happened, self-denial is not my character."

He patted his face. The sudden drowsiness reminded me of what I should have done.

Go back to sleep.

With that in mind, I stood up and decided to go back to my room.

“……？”

But I don't know if it's my hallucination, in the depths of the corridor, a touch of long black hair that looks very familiar flashes away. The whole corridor was sprinkled with a fresh fragrance.

…… It must be some girl who also can't sleep at night, right? It's a bit unscientific to say that it's her.

Shaking my head, dispelling the slightly frightening judgment in my mind, I walked to my room.

But when I opened the door and went back, I made a special observation.

The door under the snow was ajar.

It wasn't until I locked my room that the sound of her room locking the door was heard.

Slightly, I owe a favor.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, and a strange smile rises on the corner of his mouth. I lay down on the bed very relaxed and closed my eyes. Waiting for the serene and sweet darkness to engulf itself. One can't help but look forward to what tomorrow will bring.