Look at yourself through the mirror every day,

Gradually,

Before you know it,

You've forgotten who you were,

has been completely substituted into the new role now;

No wonder I felt a strange familiarity when I first listened to this voice from a distance,

Myself

has gradually blurred his voice, and he has blurred his past.

The people in the video,

It's exactly who you are.

Dressed in a burgundy suit, he was full of spirit, full of confidence, and spoke with a strong incendiary nature, theories, research, self-righteous evidence and assertions, one after another.

Liang Chuan slowly sat down on the steps, he didn't put his hands together, he just looked at the projection on the wall seriously,

Look,

Past self.

There are many things that can't go back, and he doesn't want to go back, his previous identity, his previous life, and his past.

It's not that Liang Chuan is worried that the so-called incident will be sliced and studied by the state, but he is already a little pessimistic.

Huangquan Road, after a walk, there are few people who can't be looked down on, Liang Chuan is very satisfied with his current identity, and he is also very content with his current role.

What he wants is just to solve the problem of eating and sleeping by himself, people are indeed not satisfied, but what is better about people than beasts is that he knows how to "degree", and in the process of pursuing discontentment, he knows when to stop himself.

After ten minutes of the video, Liang Chuan silently got up and prepared to leave, to be honest, at this time, he had somewhat forgotten the headless young man standing at the door of the library, and even when he passed by the three head sculptures, he didn't react.

"Sir. ”

Still the woman's voice, Liang Chuan stopped.

"Sir, please come with me. ”

The woman was still wearing a mask, and her voice was a little cold, which was different from the last time she had chatted, and this time, it was obviously a little guarded.

Liang Chuan nodded, and walked with the woman to the other side of the library, which was supposed to be an office area.

The woman opened the office door, walked in, casually removed the mask from her face, and placed it on the desk, revealing a delicate face.

It's not out of the water hibiscus, in fact, women are wearing heavy makeup, but they don't dislike it at all, but there is a feeling that it is just right, many men say that they like your appearance without makeup, but they are just talking.

"You may be seated. ”

The woman motioned for Liang Chuan to sit in front of her.

Liang Chuan sat down, stretched out his hand, and took off his mask.

"Sir, I'm curious, what is the purpose of your entry here?"

The woman didn't introduce herself, perhaps, she didn't think there was any need to introduce herself with Liang Chuan, besides, Liang Chuan was still a person who came in with "fish eyes".

Liang Chuan closed his eyes for a moment, he wanted to temporarily dissipate the image of his past from his mind.

"You are breaking the law. ”

Liang Chuan said calmly.

The woman squinted, she couldn't understand the brain circuits of the man sitting in front of her.

"We're just reading books and making friends. The woman's slender nails lightly slammed the pen in her hand and continued: "Sir, are you a journalist?"

"Enthusiastic citizens. ”

The woman smiled and said, "No matter what your purpose is, we hope you can respect our rules here, this is a private place, it is not suitable for outsiders to enter without permission and invitation, I hope you understand."

Today's things, you can forget it,

but

The next is not an example. ”

This is also a warning.

"Good. Liang Chuan nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Then I'll send you away, sir. ”

The woman stood up, ready to see off the guest.

The library is not a pure library, but as Liang Chuan has seen along the way, it is not as extreme as he imagined, except for the sculpture of the three heads, the rest, at most, can be regarded as a side game.

Liang Chuan also stood up, just in time to see the photo of the woman on the desk.

The woman in the photo still looks a little green, like a little girl who has just walked out of school, when she laughs, with a pair of cute little dimples, and next to her, there is a man standing in a delicate suit with a confident smile.

It is the man who gave the speech in the video, that is, Liang Chuan's original self.

When he saw this photo, Liang Chuan paused for a few seconds, and he finally recognized who the woman was.

This little girl, who had to follow her just because she listened to her speech, has now become mature and capable after four or five years.

"Sir?" the woman reminded.

"This organization, let's not hold it in the future. Liang Chuan said.

"It's our own business, isn't it?" The woman was slightly dissatisfied, her patience was good enough, but Liang Chuan's casual expression was actually touching the angry string in her heart every moment.

"Where did those three head sculptures at the entrance come from? Liang Chuan asked.

"Sir, you have a lot of questions. The woman did not intend to answer, and even, gradually, she did not even have the perfunctory will.

"If you don't tell me the answer, the police will come and ask you later. ”

"Okay, the sculpture was sent by a carver in Rongcheng, and we order a batch of head sculptures from him every other month, and our mentor once said that the entrance to hell is a path paved with human heads, and they will look at you, look forward to your return, and then rush up and devour you.

The carver, surnamed Zhu, has his own carving hall called Zhumen Carving. ”

The woman reached out and poked at a book with a black cover on the desk,

"This is the tutor's book, called "The Origin of Hell", if you are interested, sir, I can lend it to you, and of course, if you want to continue to participate in our activities, I can also introduce you to the membership card, so that you can come in generously. ”

"Thank you. ”

Liang Chuan picked up the book on the table,

frankly

A while ago, he was still watching Dante's "Divine Comedy", mocking how this literary and artistic young man from hundreds of years ago fantasized about hell, but he completely forgot that he was once a young man, and he had a lot of joy.

In the blink of an eye, things are wrong.

took the book, Liang Chuan was about to leave, the woman personally sent him to the door, and watched Liang Chuan walk out, when Liang Chuan's figure disappeared on the street, the woman picked up the mobile phone and dialed a call,

"Hey, Yuecheng, what's wrong?"

"An outsider came to the library today. The woman replied.

"Police or journalist?" asked the man on the other end of the phone, he knew the activities of the library, a little overstepping, but everything was within the scope of explanation, of course, trouble, trouble after all.

"I don't know. The woman replied.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and he said, "Yuecheng, the mentor has been gone for almost four years. "In other words, it can be over.

"The Guru said that he would come back, and death would never be the end for him. ”

"Liu Yuecheng!" The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone accented his tone, "I gave you money, gave you conditions, and let you continue to run his so-called club, because I was afraid that you would be sad and sad."

But I don't want my daughter to really become like that madman!

That guy is a complete charlatan!

If it weren't for the fact that your mother had just passed away, I wouldn't have been able to fall for that liar and believe his so-called fallacies!

He told us that there is a way to resurrect people from death, but what?

He's been dead for four years,

Have you come back to life?"

Oh, yes

It's been four years,

You haven't come back yet,

Those who believed in you have lost their faith.

There are only a few innocent ones left, and they continue to hold on stupidly.

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

Liang Chuan sat in the teahouse all afternoon, he was a little panicked, but also a little uneasy, inadvertently, he broke into his previous life circle, and he himself, without the slightest precaution.

Living in this society, people need to have their own positioning, and once this positioning is blurred and deviated, it will cause a series of influences.

It wasn't until dusk that Liang Chuan got up, left the teahouse, and took a taxi to Zhumen to carve.

The Zhumen Sculpture Mansion occupies a large area, the front hall is similar to a small museum, displaying the works belonging to the owner, no need to buy a ticket, no registration, anyone can enter, similar to a small tourist attraction, of course, there are also management personnel here.

When Liang Chuan walked in, his eyes immediately froze, the sculptures here are very peculiar.

There are hands,

There is a head,

There are feet,

There are breasts,

There is also tun,

Most of the sculptures that are part of the human body are absolutely not complete.

"These hands are so exquisite. ”

A girl and her boyfriend watched from the display cabinet on the left of Liang Chuan, and both of them looked a little literary and artistic.

"Well, it's beautifully carved and the details are amazing. The boy chimed in, "Do you like it, Xiao Zuo?" I'll buy it for you, you see, there's a price tag here, which means it's sellable. ”

"It's a bit expensive, isn't it?" The girl deliberately twisted it, in fact, it can be seen that she loves this work very much, and while twisting it, she also deliberately rubbed it on the boy's body, and the meaning is already very clear.

"Whatever you like, I can give it to you. ”

The boy subconsciously reached out and hugged the girl, "Everything is worth it for you." And tomorrow is New Year's Day, which is equivalent to my New Year's Day gift to you, commemorating our eighteenth birthday. ”

"You're so nice. ”

Liang Chuan glanced over and looked twice, it's not that he, a "lonely old man" who lives alone and is only accompanied by a cat, can't see the affection and love between this kind of little couple;

but because this young couple was still there when you and I were there,

But I don't know,

Beside them, next to the display case,

Standing a woman dressed in red was silently staring at them through the glass,

The woman's arms drooped, but she could not see her hands.

And there are constant drops of water dripping down his arms,

Ever since she entered this exhibition hall, the woman had been standing there, and no one could see her except Liang Chuan.