Choice, which is only a hypothesis, cannot really be established.

It's like I'm always thinking about what would happen if something happened to my mother (maybe I would have continued to live aimlessly), maybe then I wouldn't have met Norris and Aaron, and I wouldn't have been struggling with Norris not having a real body and what the meaning of its existence was.

Exist just for me? Inexistent.

It's just a machine, a high-end machine, that's all.

I have nothing to do when I finish the course, I don't have enough age to drink, I don't have a few friends, people in this age group are the most embarrassed, stuck on the edge of maturity, and I don't have the confidence to have fun, and I can't seem to do anything except sleep.

I started dreaming almost as soon as I touched my pillow, and I didn't even have time to climb into the sleep pod, which was better at sleeping. There is no way, people's tiredness is irresistible, chicken feathers are a big thing, no matter what time it is, we can feel tired, it doesn't make sense.

In my dreams, I kept rising, falling, and then rising repeatedly, and then continuing to fall, and wherever I stepped on my feet, I began to collapse, in layman's terms, from a path to the whole world.

It's terrible.

Then I woke up and found that the cause of the nightmare was that I had covered my head under the quilt again, and wrapped myself in a cocoon, a pure white cocoon, and I couldn't see my facial features, only a thin slit came out.

I was lucky not to suffocate to death, but fortunately I just couldn't breathe, and I was still a long way from death.

The dream had no meaning at all, it was just very monotonous, I turned over in the bed, finally broke the perfect cocoon-shaped package, and began to engage in the popular activity of the night - thinking.

Just imagine how boring it would be for a person to repeat such a monotonous action forever, collapse all his life, and finally fall into such a fog.

Since there was no one to talk to, and the people who climbed the window stopped turning the window, I had to take the time to talk to Norris about the dream, and instead of giving a positive answer, he did not explain to me the occurrence and termination of the dream with traditional data and psychology, but quoted the proverb of a wise man in India in the past - many people who think that the day is too long often think that life is too short and have no self.

.............

This proverb has no beginning or end, and Rao is a girl who has read a lot of books and is known as a genius who can't quite understand it.

The hapless theists, from the moment intelligence was created, their faith almost collapsed.

"It's good to have faith," I said, taking out the omelette from the fridge, "but such people are awkward, fatalistic, and believe in birth and great Brahmins." "Anyway, I have suffered a lot in this life, and I can count money when I open my eyes in the next life, and now only a fool would think so.

"Desire-hope isn't a bad thing, it's normal," Norris said.

"Tsk, I've seen a lot of people who do academic research, and there are a lot of people who write about faith and science and technology, probably because this kind of subject is convenient for scoring" I'm not laughing, but the words of Indian sages are really outdated in the new era, and it is inevitable that people will have a feeling of 'what are these guys thinking all day long'.

"It's a pity that it's all now~! Dirty fatalism has been defeated by technology, what do they believe in God, it is better to move around a little more, hire a smart housekeeper, at least when they are sick and lie in bed, there will be a nice voice that will remind them to take medicine, instead of letting them continue to practice penance and go one step closer to death. ”

Sharp and mean thoughts, which the person who said it did not realize themselves, seemed to be aimed at the whole world.

This is simply like the optimistic girl, Norris silently made a note, this child has a lot of forbidden areas, he unconsciously added another one, Lynn likes someone to keep up with her thinking, but he doesn't like to be questioned, it seems that in the future he will have to try to change his tone, like her bad problem in bed, he has to slowly break back.

"Lynn, you're always so extreme......... "If Norris can have an expression, then he must be kind at the moment.

"Perhaps," he suggested, "you can try to be tolerant. ”

"Tolerant of what?" I asked rhetorically.

"Tolerance is just a metaphor that means you can try to forgive your bad temper," he replied.

"Makes sense," I nodded, but the next second I changed my innocent tone, the same as before: "So what are we going to do for dinner today, Norris?" ”

Just because you listen to it doesn't mean you will follow it.

Norris silently made a second note, and once again saw the girl's stubborn temper.

The nightmare is over, not to mention that the collapse in the dream has no real feeling, and it is not so terrible to think about it. When it was time for breakfast, Norris advised me to pour more cereal and make more omelette by the way, and he also said that there should be less chocolate-flavored cereal, but more milk, and his tone was kind and unquestionable: "Lynn, your body is lacking in vitality, if you can, please try to eat as much healthy food as possible, it will be good for you." "Concise and to the point, I transitioned from a perfect gentleman to a nanny aunt in an instant.

People, especially young people, always rely on their youth to ignore their bodies, rely on energy bars and junk food to survive, and when they come, they will suffer in the future.

After this, it is still a long, long way for me now.

The delicious omelette saved the unpleasant topic, and when the wise man of India was thrown back on Mars, I began to be optimistic again.

"You're right, tolerance and optimism, that's the ultimate secret of humanity," I said, shaking my fork and turning to Norris, "as long as you have these two things, even intelligence will be willing to bow down, because human feelings are immeasurable, aren't they?" ”

Norris said yes: "So I envy you, and thank you, thank you for choosing me." ”

"You're welcome~" I waved my hand at the terminal: "But you have also taught me a lot, and I want to thank you for this as well." ”

"What? Do you want to add more milk to pour cereal? Or make your own delicious red wine steak? ”

“.............”

"Well, the joke isn't funny at all, so please tell me, Lynn."

"Imagine," I said, "you taught me to imagine." ”

It doesn't matter if you don't have an oasis, a fake can be a treasure if it's made realistically, just like that necklace, its value is there, whether it's real or not, ordinary people just can't afford it.

From time to time, I imagine what my life would have become if I hadn't had that complex psychology, or if I hadn't had so much money, and I would have multiplied my happiness.

Well, it shouldn't be much better than it is now.........

This is what Norris said, he doesn't understand what imagination is, but it has taught me to rely on imagination to relieve loneliness, whether it is daydreaming or not, as long as imagination is not barren, any place is enough to become a vast world.

I was amazed to find that my mood was slowly getting better, much easier than before.

But I'm obviously a person who is easy to be happy and easy to be unhappy.

This period of time was extremely easy for me, I came out of the half-collapsed collapsed life again, slowly approaching the way a girl of this age should be, money bought back leisure, so I could defy time, gossip aimlessly with Aaron, dissect the psychological pressure with Norris that I never dared to face my mother, pack up my troubles, and then aim at the trash can and throw it into it, and run to a new life.

Norris and Aaron have their own roles and are beginning to show their weight in my life.

My friendship with Aaron is not deep, but it has lasted for four whole years, his vision is long-term, and it is also correct, people are not so easy to deceive now, especially the rich people in high society, people like me are even more rare, I can tolerate his harassment for four whole years, and I am satisfied with every time I eat, and I never give money for food.

He doesn't give money, but he never skimps on praise.

Alun was full of praise for my skills, often complimented me on how well I was cooking, and always came to my restaurant under the guise of tasting dishes, and never dropped a single truffle mushroom soup during this time.

He came here from time to time, sometimes in a good mood, sometimes he ate when he came over, and his appetite was like a bulimia, according to Aaron, because he had been stressed too much recently.

And from what I've observed, I think he must have been dumped by his new girlfriend again.

He still doesn't like to clean up himself, messy hair, washed is a beautiful young man, humorous, and artistic cells are also up to the point, otherwise the girl will not understand, and there will be the idea of retreating in his heart, which is not in line with his consistent purpose.

I complained to Norris that people are too impatient nowadays, and it only takes ten minutes at most to tell a fairy tale, and my mother loves shopping, and my father is keen on making money, so now it's Aaron's turn, he doesn't want to accompany me to read books, accompany me to find out which university's minor electives are more suitable for me, in short, he doesn't like anything about cultivating sentiments, but he is willing to spend more time outside to meet all kinds of girls, spend ten days chasing after him, and then part ways in three days.

This is the young people in the era of technological fast food, and they are terrible.

Aaron repeatedly fell into emotional problems, and on the contrary, I improved, and at Norris's suggestion, I even went out to interview for a part-time job, albeit simple, just for a watch shop, double-checking the movement for needles and errors.

I'm not too serious, it seems to be a bit of a ticket nature, checking the movement as a job is too inappropriate, but as a part-time job, it's perfect.

That's what I want, to be in contact with machines, to be in contact with people, to have a reason to go out and bask in the sun, and this kind of life is simple and fulfilling.

Norris measured my grades in various subjects and came to the conclusion that I could try my way to business school, which was equivalent to stepping into the adult world with half a foot.

It's time to run to the people outside.