What can be done, he is not a worldly person, how can he expect a person who is not worldly to speak worldly words. Because in fact, if you don't think about the world, Mu Sen is really kind. Unlike the kindness that people think of as worldly, Mu Sen's dedication is truly unrequited. If he was disabled trying to save someone, he would even laugh and say, "Oh that's great, I saved him." ”

What can Mu Sen do, he is very good at saying that kind of worldly words, without a mask. And when Shi Youliang and Donglin are around, he generally doesn't wear a mask. Because he also felt that he was too tired.

However, not all of them are torn off. Because his mask had been worn for so long, a layer had been on his face, and it was born with flesh, and if he had to tear it off, he would die along with his skin, and in the end, he would have only one skeleton left. Mu Sen felt so, when he put on the mask, he was no longer him, this body, but the soul was lodged here, and then he painted the skin of this body.

"We all put on masks and lived like others." Mu Sen didn't know where he saw this sentence, and then he remembered it, he didn't like it, but he didn't know why, he just remembered it deeply. This is probably the commonality of the weak, the same weak, it is always easy to remember the words of avenging the weak.

But in Mu Sen's heart, he didn't want him to remember, and of course he didn't think about avenging his weakness. Mu Sen felt that human weakness is innate, and all people are weak when they are born. It's just that some people have been weak, while others have become strong.

Therefore, Mu Sen never complains, he likes fairness, if all people are born weak, then those who avenge the weak become vexatious people. Of course, Mu Sen didn't dare to say such a thing, because he was a weak person. The weak don't even dare to face the truth.

Perhaps, Mu Sen is very strong, at least, he admits his weakness. Isn't it also said that "admitting one's weakness is the hardest thing?" If this sentence is a metaphysical truth, then Mu Sen is a very strong man.

Mu Sen's mind was jumbled with many things until the sun had completely set, night had risen, and the city was lit up with colorful neon lights. Under the flickering neon lights, the city looks even more beautiful and bustling.

It's a pity that this beauty and prosperity are not appreciated by Mu Sen at all.

Probably because of the night, the paint on his body was covered by the night, and the light hit his body, and the paint on his body was no longer dirty, but became the fashion of the night.

Another person came in the pavilion, and immediately after entering, there was a lot of noise.

Mu Sen's silence was disturbed, and he couldn't drive people away, so he had to leave by himself.

Coming out of the pavilion, Mu Sen's gaze fell on the pool again.

At night, there are no fish to be seen, and they fall asleep as the night falls.

The neon lights were reflected on the water, and Mu Sen looked at the reflection in the water, and then raised his head to look at the real thing on the ground.

After repeating it several times, he finally affirmed that the real thing on the ground was not as beautiful as the reflection in the water.

"The reflection in the water is much more real than the real thing on the ground."

Mu Sen was taken aback by his own thoughts, and immediately became excited, because he finally saw what he saw first, not what the world showed him. All along, what he saw was the side of the world that he had shown, and what he couldn't see with his eyes, he couldn't imagine.

He often lamented: "My imagination is so poor that I can't always think of those picturesque landscapes." But the scenery he saw tonight made Mu Sen sigh again: "My imagination is so poor that I can't imagine that reality is far more beautiful than painting." ”

Yes, Mu Sen saw a scene more beautiful than a painting, this reflection in the water is very commonplace. But on the contrary, Mu Sen saw the most remarkable thing about it, that is, the reflection in the water was much more beautiful than the fifteen on the ground.

This discovery brought Mu Sen's thinking to another spiritual level. Let Mu Sen pay more attention to what his eyes can't see. The painting that he hadn't opened his eyes before was a complete mess, but Mu Sen felt that if he painted it again, he could paint better, at least, he could draw a painting that people could see clearly.

Mu Sen thought about this, his eyes stared at the pool tightly, the reflection in the water was so beautiful, his eyes did not want to leave for a quarter of an hour. He wanted to look like this, hoping that no one would come to disturb him, hoping that his body could hold on, knowing that he was standing here, standing on the ground. That way, he can forever look at the reflection in the water and think about what his eyes can't see.

However, this is not the case. His body soon became tired. Mu Sen had no choice but to find a step to sit down and continue to stare at the pool. He wanted to see in the reflection something he couldn't see on the ground.

But he was disappointed, for the reflection in the water was only a reflection of the things on the ground, and all the things in the reflection were shadows of the things on the ground. How can we find something different from the source?

However, it is too decisive to say that it will never be found. Because Mu Sen found it, and it didn't take a lot of thought, his luck was good.

As he looked at the water and thought, suddenly a fish that had been sleeping late jumped out of the water, and the ripples caused distorted and messy the reflection of the buildings and lights on the ground, without the slightest sense of beauty, without the slightest bit of its original appearance.

But it was at this time that Mu Sen suddenly discovered what he wanted to see, and Mu Sen found that when this stirred ripple disrupted the reflection on the ground, all the shadows were regular, whether they became messy or returned to their original state, they were all carried out according to a certain law.

Mu Sen suddenly thought: "If everything is regular, then is the reflection also regular?" So the art of talking, the habit of learning, and the things he thinks, as well as the repeater and the uncle, are they all following a certain law? ”

Mu Sen felt that it must be like this, it was the god of nature who formulated this law, and since everything has begun, there will inevitably be an end.

This discovery made Mu Sen ecstatic, and he ran frantically towards the low-rent house.

Mu Sen panted and ran to the door of the repeater and banged on the door vigorously. His beat was rapid, accompanied by a shout: "Open the door, I'm Mu Sen, who lives next door to you." ”

Thinking something had happened, the repeater panicked and knocked over the desk on the bed to open the door for him. Anxiously asked Mu Sen: "What's the matter, are you in any trouble?" When he asked this, he was also very scared in his heart, afraid that Mu Sen would be in trouble, and he was also afraid that Mu Sen would pull him into trouble.

"You are wrong, everything is regular, everything does not happen for no reason, everything, whether it is a prank or a serious matter, since it happens, it will definitely end."

Mu Sen said a lot of things, and the repeater didn't understand a word, so he asked him impatiently: "What are you talking about, can you say it more straightforwardly and simply." ”

Mu Sen finally calmed down, gasped and told him: "You feel that your luck is too bad, you feel that there is no hope in life, this is not right." Because all of this is the cause that you once planted, and now the God of Nature has rewarded you with the effect, and that's it. And what you are planting now is a cause for hard work, so you will reap a ripe good fruit in the future. ”

The repeater was even more puzzled and asked him, "Are you going to tell me that you went to find a fortune teller, and he told you that my future is bright?" ”

Mu Sen paused for a moment and retorted loudly: "No, I mean that you will repeat it here now, it is your fault, and your parents are also responsible." ”

The repeater was already angry, but Mu Sen didn't care and continued: "You said that rich people are really unlikeable, but everyone wants to be rich. But no one wants to be hated, so everyone loves money. It's just that everyone treats money differently. Some people use money to make money, and some people use money to buy delicious food, good looks, and fun. In short, no matter what kind of choice it is, this cause has already been planted. And if it happens, it will definitely be received. ”

The repeater understood what he meant, but perhaps because of his inferiority, he felt that Mu Sen was deliberately insulting him.

Mu Sen could probably guess the repeater's thoughts, so he didn't give him a chance to speak: "So I'm going to tell you that you're wrong." And your parents, your parents, your family, are responsible, because they told you how hard it was to be during that time, and they didn't tell you that they bought meat and new clothes as soon as they got the money. ”

"My parents told me that my mother hadn't worn new clothes for about ten or twenty years, and when she was poorest, she even went through the garbage bin to wear them, picked up a few bad clothes, cut the good ones and sewed them up, and made a new dress," Mu Sen said. But even so, my mom didn't want to buy a new dress, she was convinced that only by saving this money could she start a business, because it would cost too much money to do business. ”

The repeater was dumbfounded, he didn't know what else to say. He once complained to Mu Sen about the hardships of life, but he also really saw that Mu Sen's efforts were ten times harder than him.

And at this time, he finally understood that Mu Sen was different from him, and Mu Sen's parents were different from his parents, which was probably genes.