"No!" I watched as the crowd in front of me was soon surrounded by flames, writhing in pain, and crying out in despair and misery from time to time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "What exactly are you going to do?" "I raised my head and glared at the woman in front of me, all of her mouths arcing upward, and then looked up to the sky and smiled; What am I going to do, didn't I say that I want to create a new world, a new world that is completely clean, pure and perfect! ”

"Impossible, you can't do it at all, or almost no one can really do it!" I resolutely interrupted her: "Because we are all individuals with their own independent thinking consciousness, and then the individuals with certain common points form a group, and this group will also have its group consciousness, and then a small group consciousness will converge into a larger group consciousness, and these large group consciousness will exist in a regional or standardized organization." ”

"We can't guarantee that everyone will be exactly the same, just like we can't find two leaves that are exactly the same, so there will be a lot of labels in our daily communication that can summarize ourselves, such as you can like to eat, you can also like to sing and watch movies, and you can be a member of a climbing club, but that doesn't affect you from communicating with people who don't have these qualities at all."

"One of the big holes in human development is the collision between different consciousnesses, so there is no need to deny it completely, but to accept it objectively and rationally. Perhaps such behavior is correct at this stage, and when everyone's thinking level rises to a certain level, this idea may be denied. Just like the feudal era advocated that women should be three and four virtuous, so judging from the current situation, those divorced women are not good women? Without a degree of contrast, how do you define right or wrong? ”

"Even if you could reinvent a whole new world, do you think you would be able to keep it perfect? Utopia is just a dream after all, and as long as we correctly guide the vast majority of consciousness to the right track, and exhort or isolate those few false consciousnesses, the consciousness of the natural whole is still good. You say I'm scared, that's a normal instinctive reaction, I don't feel ashamed, I'm not such a clever saint, I'm a mortal with seven emotions and six desires, I just know that I will work hard to protect the object I want to protect, and I admit that I haven't realized that I can already sacrifice myself. I said calmly, and the face in front of me slowly shrank back.

"If this is really the case, then why do some people who have never harmed anyone, but still suffer unjustified injustice, or even bear a lifetime of infamy?" There seemed to be a slight aggrieved look on that face.

"Even if the sun doesn't shine, there are blind spots, so sometimes it's normal to be treated unfairly, but this can't be a self-defeating rhetoric, even if no one praises, even if it will be misunderstood, it's not an obstacle that can stop us from running towards a better future, we must learn to affirm ourselves." I tried to take a step in.

"Humph! Clever tongue can speak, and there are many nonsense! The woman's whole body suddenly appeared with pale red light, and then the red in the sky converged into a red curtain and slowly spread out, rendering the originally dark sky extremely wonderful.

The scene before me gradually blurred, and after a while I found myself still lying on the red road paved with Manju Sahua, and the sky reflected by the fluttering petals of the flowers was also a fiery red. I stood up and looked for a long time that I was the only one here, so I cautiously walked forward. I don't know how long I walked, but I came to a strange doorway and stopped.

I can't see what material this door is made of, the whole façade is completely a horizontal chess, the left black and right red chess pieces also look very much like the real general, on both sides of the door is a large sea of flowers, it seems that this road is straight to this door, I suddenly got a little nervous, hesitated for a while I put my hands on the door and pushed hard, the door slowly shrank along a line in the middle to both sides, except for a faint light inside, the rest is completely dark.

I took a tentative step, the touch of my foot telling me it was hard enough, and I took a deep breath and stepped my other foot in. When my feet were on the ground, the two doors behind me reappeared and quickly closed, and I was plunged into darkness, except for the faint light flickering directly across from me. I walked slowly towards the light, my hands fumbling around tentatively, but it seemed to be very spacious, and I couldn't touch anything for a while.

Suddenly, the frequency of the shimmer flickered faster, and at the same time it was weakening, I quickly changed from a slow step to a fast step, and finally slowly trotted up, and then there seemed to be a roar behind me, although I don't know what it was, but my heart instinctively felt scared, so after a period of fear, I finally came to the shimmer, which was a half-human height hole, and I quickly climbed over without hesitation.

When I crawled out of that glimmer and came to a huge white world, or rather a world enveloped in white mist, I waved my arms a few times, and the thick fog in front of me didn't dissipate much. Just when I was suspicious, a huge screen suddenly appeared in front of me, and pictures were being played in it. Although she was just a little girl, I vaguely felt that she looked like Shinoya.

Sure enough, as the girl grew up, I was even more sure of this guess, and I looked around and shouted, "Qingwen, come out!" I know you can see it, what are you trying to do with these pictures? "I was echoed only by a sound that made me feel like I was in an empty valley covered by a thick white mist. I gritted my teeth and rushed forward and swung my punch at it.

The huge screen slowly rippled as my fist passed through, and then I reached out and scratched at it, and although the ripples spread in circles, I didn't feel like I was touching anything. I simply calmed down and walked forward with my back to the screen, who knew that after a few steps, a screen appeared in front of me again, and I turned my head to see that the original screen was still there.

I simply walked forward regardless of it, I don't know how long I walked, and a screen came down in front of me, this time I stopped, and Qingwen's face appeared on it: "The words just now are quite exciting, I will barely count you through, and the next is the real test, remember to ask your heart!" After saying that, the screen slowly shattered by itself, and then transformed into a butterfly ransom and went away.

Then the fog faded and dissipated, and finally disappeared completely, and I found myself standing in a small space surrounded by eight mirrors, the candle flame flickering above my head. I couldn't help but look at the mirror, these eight mirrors seemed to be very ordinary, but the sudden appearance of eight mirrors really made me a little overwhelmed. I took two steps and folded my hands over my chest, and suddenly there was a flash of light in the mirror, and I noticed a strange phenomenon.

Out of the mirror facing me, the rest of the mirrors should theoretically be different sides with different angles from me, but no matter how I look at these eight mirrors, I see myself staring at the mirror with my hands on my hips, even if I have turned my head slightly sideways to look at it. I couldn't help but feel a little creepy, and then I reached out and touched my chin, and an even more bizarre scene appeared: only the ones who were facing me at the moment did this, and the rest of the mirrors only did this when I turned my head to look at them.

An inexplicable chill came up instantly, and I tried to control myself to slowly approach the mirror in front of me, and stretched out my hand to the mirror in front of me, but there was no cold touch on my hand, and I clearly felt like I had touched the other hand. I subconsciously retracted my hand and took two steps back, even though I knew that the mirror had also moved two steps away, and then I suddenly grinned in the mirror, and then as if I had been infected, in a clockwise direction, the mirrors all laughed slowly.

Then I suddenly stretched out my hand in the mirror directly in front of me, and then a pair of dry, thin and skinless hands passed directly through the mirror and slowly reached out to me, and then a pair of hands brushed in a clockwise direction towards me, and at the same time a cry was slowly transmitted.

Gradually, the eight hands had locked me tightly in a small space, and then the cry became clearer, accompanied by my own voice: "Why! Why is everyone laughing at me, what is the point of my existence! I just want someone to talk to me, why do they think I'm a bully and can bully me wantonly, is the world so malicious to me, since they all think I'm not a good boy, what's the point of me still working so hard, it's better to destroy it completely, one day I will make everyone who looks down on me regret that they have bullied me! ”

Then Qingwen's voice reappeared: "Do you remember, when you were deeply pressed in the darkest part of your heart, didn't you have strength again, why do you have to suffer anymore and look at people's eyes." You didn't mean to impress those people with you, have you forgotten your oath? ”

Then the cry suddenly appeared in front of me, followed by a little boy crouching on the ground and crying. Looking at the gray and white clothes and pants that I was once very familiar with, and the bright red blood marks on my arms and calves, I instantly understood that this was my own childhood. At this moment, a sudden sound came from my ears, although the sound was not loud, but I heard every word very clearly, everyone was accusing me, villain, troublemaker, unlearned, unrepentant, etc., accompanied by the cold tone A boulder pressed against my chest, and I felt that my breathing became extremely heavy.

I slowly knelt on the ground, my hands trembling to support myself from being pressed to the ground by the increasing pressure of my back, gasping for breath while inexplicably leaving tears, while the little boy who had been squatting on the ground slowly walked in front of me. I tried to look up at him panting, and my eyes, which should have been innocent and clean, were filled with unimaginable resentment, unwillingness, and aggressiveness, and he said coldly; "Tired, painful, it's fun to die like this, who really cares about you, who really values you, those tears and those blood, who will understand? Who told you to see you tomorrow, who really regarded you as a friend! Who remembered your birthday and gave you a present, and who really thought you cared about the self-made gifts you gave? The world is really as beautiful to you as you understand it! ”

I felt that it was getting harder and harder to support myself, and the little boy in front of me squatted down and continued: "Interesting, what you used to do, who really paid attention to you, just took you as a joke, have you forgotten the scene of that day?" Why don't I help you remember! As he spoke, the little boy raised his hand, and suddenly a picture slowly appeared behind him. (To be continued.) )