What is it like to sit face to face with yourself?

It's not a quiet place,

Nor is it a wordlessness,

It's not a thousand words at a glance,

Zhou Ze found that

When I look at myself in front of myself,

It's really more and more uncomfortable!

I want to pump him,

I want to beat him,

even

I want to kill him!

Zhou Ze hit a spirit,

Are you crazy?

Why do you think this way?

If it is said that stabbing oneself to death in his previous life with surgical forceps, the self in a white coat is to help him free himself, and it is also to help himself to be freed;

Killing Xu Le and whipping out the mountain-moving ape was purely to vent his anger in a dream and indulge it.

Then why do you have the urge to kill the self in front of you now?

And

This impulse is unexpected,

As soon as I think about it, this thought becomes heavier and heavier.

It's like there are countless voices in my heart,

instigating and bewitching himself,

Kill him

Kill yourself in front of you,

Just kill him,

You'll be at ease!

It's a dream anyway,

Kill him,

It's just a dream, it's just a dream, it's just a dream!

Kill him

Give it a try.

The disturbing thoughts were about to crowd Zhou Ze's mind,

Zhou Ze grabbed his head with both hands and lowered it,

Let your forehead keep hitting the coffee table in front of you.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

"What's wrong with you?"

The self in front of him put down the newspaper and asked with some curiosity, and at the same time looked at Lao Dao with some blame, how did you put a psycho in?

"I'm fine."

Zhou Ze raised his head and subconsciously reached out to take the coffee in front of him.

"Smack!"

Zhou Ze's hand and his own hand on the other side grabbed together,

There is no ambiguity,

There is no other thought,

There's no bullshit purple halo,

Zhou Ze is clear,

The opposite self is reluctant to let himself drink his coffee!

I know him so well!

"Huh."

Zhou Ze let go of his hand,

The self on the other side hurriedly picked up the coffee and drank it all, and he was not afraid of being hot.

"............" Zhou Ze.

It's really inadequate,

Why didn't you find out that you were so beaten before?

call

After the dream is over, find a chance to beat up Lawyer An.

I guess I've been holding a grudge against me for a long time.

"What do you want to do?" The opposite self asked.

"I don't want to do anything."

Zhou Ze patted the coffee table,

But there was a "sonorous" sound,

Looking down,

Why do you suddenly have a dagger in your hand?

"Bang dang!"

Zhou Ze threw away the dagger,

Road:

"Sorry, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" The opposite self looked to the right.

Zhou Ze also looked to his right,

found a machete at his right foot leaning on his leg,

A very exaggerated machete,

It also has a patterned ring, and the workmanship is quite exquisite.

"Bang dang!"

Zhou Ze kicked the knife away,

"This is also a misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding."

The machete fell to the ground, smashing a tile into a crack.

The other self looked at the crack,

Frowning slightly.

"I pay for the tiles."

"Oh." The self on the other side nodded, "Are you trying to kill me?" ”

"............" Zhou Ze.

I didn't find it before.

I turned out to be so smart,

It's me.

"Kill it, hurry up." The self on the opposite side "Ge You was lying down" again, picked up the newspaper again, and motioned for Zhou Ze to hurry up.

Is it so desperate?

Zhou Ze stood up,

He's restraining the impulses of his heart,

This inexplicable urge to kill myself and try,

Road:

"I didn't mean to kill you."

Zhou Ze spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders to show his sincerity,

Then he found himself holding a rope with a "circle" in his hand.

"............" Zhou Ze.

"I'm not going to resist." The other self said, "Really, because I know what I am." ”

Zhou Ze also put the rope on the coffee table,

It's my own dream,

That's why it's so bizarre,

That's why it's so absurd,

It's a dream!

Open your eyes,

But his eyes were instantly bloodshot,

I really can't control myself.

Why

Why is the urge to kill yourself on the other side getting stronger and stronger?

The opposite self put down the newspaper,

rise

Leaving the couch,

Walked to the door,

Road:

"Let's go out for a walk? Give you some time to brew and kill me. ”

Zhou Ze also got up and went out with him.

The original "opposite self" walked in front of him and became the "front self", while Zhou Ze followed behind, and the two were only five steps apart.

Belong as long as Zhou Ze thinks,

The distance from behind can be killed at any time.

South Main Street,

There has always been a lot of foot traffic in the prime area,

Even in dreams.

The two of them are one in front of the other,

Navigating the crowds,

There is no communication,

Not even eye contact.

This made Zhou Zedu a little angry,

Is the previous self so lazy that he doesn't even have the will to defend himself?

Don't even bother to struggle?

So lazy, so Buddhist,

Then you might as well die!

The brain is hot,

The nail of Zhou Ze's right hand grew out, and he rushed directly to the very close distance behind him in front.

It's just that

When it is about to be inserted,

The self in front of him stopped.

Zhou Ze staggered, shook his head violently, and once again managed to restrain the urge to kill himself in front of him.

The self in front seems to be waiting,

As if asking Zhou Ze silently,

Why aren't you doing it yet?

"Huh."

The front self smiled,

It's like a mockery.

Add fuel to the fire

Desperate for death,

But Zhou Ze grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand,

This nail,

I just can't stab it!

The person in front of me waited for a long time, and seemed to be a little tired of waiting, so he simply sat down on the curb of the road.

Facing the flow of people,

Spring.

Zhou Ze never thought that he would have such a leisurely side of sitting and watching the clouds roll up.

Not afraid of death?

Is that still me?

The person in front of me really sat down like this, and behind him was a telephone pole, just leaning on, and there were a lot of cowhide fresh advertisements under his feet.

"Hey, there's still money here."

The person in front of me pointed to a hundred yuan bill in the corner under the telephone pole with some surprise.

He leaned over and picked it up,

As a result, I opened it and looked at it.

It is a photo of a young model, as well as a contact number, providing door-to-door service.

But on the back, there is a picture of a 100-yuan bill, which is very realistic.

"Huh."

The previous self threw out this small card with a simulated brain and creativity, and let it wait for the next destined person.

"You're not afraid that I'll kill you at all?"

Zhou Ze asked.

I don't know why,

Although it is a dream,

But Zhou Ze has a strange sense of reality,

As if he was going down with a knife,

It's likely that something will really be lost forever.

The person in front of me didn't answer, just sat silently, smiling silently.

This feeling made Zhou Ze a little unfamiliar, this was not like himself, he thought to himself, if he changed his position, he would not be able to sit there so indifferently.

contend

It's definitely going to be fought for,

No matter who the other party is,

I will fight for my life and fight for my life!

He doesn't want to die,

But he wants to live without thinking about progress,

It seems that these two are very contradictory,

But it's not a contradiction at all.

If you ask yourself,

At least half of the people in this world are actually alive like this.

I want to succeed, but I don't want to work hard, I like comfort, but I use this as an excuse to refuse to work hard.

Woke up in the middle of the night,

I feel that I shouldn't live like this, I have to work hard, I want to be motivated, I want to surpass,

But when I woke up the next day,

It's business as usual,

It's as if last night's self-condemnation was just a play to comfort myself.

"I'm afraid."

The front self replied.

"I'm not afraid."

"Why?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Want to know the answer?"

The front self asked.

Zhou Ze nodded.

The front self stretched out his palm, and a long nail grew from the place of the index finger,

Then

He stabbed his nails into his chest.

"Poof!"

Zhou Ze only felt a tingling sensation coming,

Looking down,

only to find that his nails were stuck in his chest.

It should be the experience of a good surgeon,

Knowing how to stab people may seem exaggerated, but it won't be fatal.

"Why?"

Zhou Ze looked at the wound on his chest and asked,

meantime

He slowly pulled his nails out.

"The answer is right in front of our eyes."

Zhou Ze raised his head a little dazedly,

front

It's still crowded,

But the answer,

And where?

Suddenly,

Zhou Ze found himself sitting on the curb of the road,

And the other self,

It's talking from where you were before.

"This ............"

The other self sat down next to Zhou Ze.

"That's the answer."

"...... answer?"

"yes, I'm afraid of death."

Answered very sincerely,

Because Zhou Ze himself is afraid of death.

"Because I'm afraid of death, I can't commit suicide at any time."

"Suicide ......"

"Yes, why would I kill myself?"

The other self looked at Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze is also looking at his other self,

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief together.

And then together they face the street,

Look at the endless flow of people in front of you.

"Even if the whole world really abandons me, at least I decide to be happy and sad."

The other self opened his mouth and sighed,

"This is the life I want.

I'm tired for a long time, so I want to be lazy and don't want to do anything;

I want to live with a shy face, but I don't want to die, so I can only eat and be lazy.

The comfort that I couldn't get in my previous life,

To cherish in this life,

Even if it's over in a day,

There's nothing to regret either. ”

"Do you live like a salted fish?" Zhou Ze said with a smile.

"Yes, what's so bad about being a salted fish, I don't know how many people envy and want this kind of life but can't get it."

…………

Behind the road,

Behind a booth with mobile phone film, a man in a black sweatshirt stood there, his fists clenched in disbelief.

Why didn't he kill him?

Why didn't he kill him yet?

Not only do not kill,

And the two of them actually squatted on the road together,

Shaking his legs while smoking,

It's like two lazy people in the big mountain, who don't want to work after eating relief food in the village, but sit on the dam and bask in the sun and nap.

What the hell is this,

Why!!!!!!!