Everyone is very happy, just because they got the red envelope of 800 yuan, in fact, the madman should be happier, because the red envelope he got is completely more than ten times that of them, this is more than 10,000 yuan, as for the existence of money, in this world, it will definitely make anyone happy, right? It's just that the current madman can't be happy at this moment, no matter what.

The madman smoked a few more puffs of cigarettes in his numbness, and then he went out of the Internet café door, the outside world is still cold and biting, of course, it will definitely be so, after all, this is the big winter, the winter of this big city, it has always been like this, the cold wind is whistling, the nostrils feel cold at the same time, it seems that the entire respiratory tract is frozen, and it is the time of the New Year, so the street can be described as endless desolation, there are not a few people everywhere, only occasionally you can hear the sound of firecrackers tom tom, And this is just telling that it is the time of the Chinese New Year.

The madman thinks about the world in the game, and thinks about the carefree inside, but is that really the case? Obviously, it's not so simple, so I pursed my lips and re-lit a new cigarette, indifferently, and gently stepped into this cold and biting world.

On both sides of the incomparably cold long street, there is still an incomparably intoxicating sunset street lamp, but this kind of bright light, it seems, why? Why? Why does it always feel so bleak? is full of Yaping's figure, this is really ridiculous, it is obviously all caused by his own lack of courage, but now, why did it become like this?

The madman bought a whole cigarette in a nearby supermarket, and then bought two bottles of liquor, yes, he just felt that he needed these things, and if there were no cigarettes and liquor, he might really not understand, how to live? I used to always yearn for the life of a rich person and think about the happiness brought by money, but now I may really be rich, right? It's just that after I have money, I feel that in fact, the money is not enough at all, it is really not enough, it is completely insufficient, even the money to buy a house and a car is not enough, and the price of goods is rising too fast, it is simply suffocating, maybe this is the so-called capitalist, this is the so-called world order, right?

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The madman thought a lot, but in the end he returned to the Internet café with cigarettes and liquor, and then sat on the first floor, sitting next to this group of big bosses, talking and laughing with them, this group of big bosses, or this group of guys, didn't go home for the New Year? It's scary, and they have their own very valid reasons, which is that there are activities in the game, you have to play, and you can't miss them.

Oh? It turns out that games are also a kind of pursuit and attitude of life? In other words, games are the ultimate interpretation of life, but why is this the case? The madman remembered his life in the Internet company, and the moment he first arrived at the Internet company, it may be the same as the thinking mode of normal people, whether it was that he once thought that the game could save himself from ignorance, or he could save the original Yuhan, yes, no matter what the situation was, in short, he thought that the game was everything in life.

Thinking of this, the madman pursed his lips and smiled, not knowing whether it was bitterness, or deep bottomless sadness and helplessness, and asked this group of big bosses, what is a game? Maybe you don't need to ask, but you just want to know the so-called answer, and figure out if the so-called answer is the same as what you got in the gunfight game.

The madman opened his mouth and asked the fat boss on the side: "Boss, what do you say is the point of the game?" It's just a bunch of data, whether it's a power outage or not being around the computer, everything will be meaningless, but even so, why are we so addicted to games, not even going home, and what's even more terrifying is that it's the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

The fat boss squinted his eyes, yes, the fat boss squinted his eyes and looked at the madman, but the madman was just half-lying on the back chair, with a dull smile, not knowing what he was thinking, but the fat boss replied to the madman at this time: "According to what you say, then you tell me, what is the point of our human life?" It's better to be dead. ”

The madman was silently shocked, silent, and at a loss, because the fat boss was right at all, and there was no logical error, because? In fact, the meaning itself, which has never existed at all, has never existed at all, this is originally the most ultimate philosophy in our world, so the madman picks up the cigarette in his hand, lights it, watches the curling smoke rise, squints out of the glass window, outside the window is the cold and extremely dark night, staring at the endless barren night in the cold wind howling, illuminated by the street lamps like a warm sunset, but this is far from enough to dispel the endless lonely and confused night, let alone the so-called meaning of life.

That's right, the fat boss then told the madman that the game itself is actually meaningless, most people will say that the people who play the game are the most depraved people, but, without the game, the fat boss feels that his own life is over, so he needs to work hard to play the game, and he needs to leave his own fictional name in any copy, so that everyone in the game understands that their team is the first time to clear a certain copy, although this is just data, but for them, this is glory, That's what it's called, meaning.

Oh? I see, it turns out that the meaning of the game is glory, it is the whole of life, but the madman smoked a cigarette and thought about it for a long, long time, and still didn't quite understand, since this is the case, then don't think about it at all? So I got up stupidly, carried my cigarettes, carried my liquor, and went back to the second floor of the Internet café again, and back to the office again, and sat in the extremely comfortable leather chair, looking at everything in front of me, whether it was the beautiful ashtray, or the messy papers, and the money given by the boss.

After watching it for a long time, I thought about it for a long, long time, and I drank a lot of wine, but I couldn't figure out what I was doing, or what I could do at this moment?

Squinting in a stupid way, looking at the picture on the accounting computer, that is the picture of his own game, and now as long as he sits over, moves the mouse, he can show his strength in the game, with his super high skills, you can make the children cry, yes, they have this unique ability, but for some reason, just now, just more than an hour ago, I thought I could do anything in the game, but now I am on the game, as if it was an instant, which lost all interest, It's horrible.

Myself, what the hell is wrong with myself?

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Maybe sleepy? Maybe tired? But whether they are sleepy or tired, in short, on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, when almost everyone in China is happy, they fall asleep because they have drunk too much wine and their heads are dizzy with labor pains.

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After dawn, everything doesn't seem to have changed, in fact, to be honest, everything won't change in any way, after all, this is the order of our world, this is the order made by the great and small human beings, one of the human beings, and the rest of the people, they don't need brains, they just need to follow these orders, but why follow these orders? In fact, it is too simple, because if you don't obey, you will be killed.

The madman stood by the window of the office, the incomparably bright day, the extremely warm office, outside, it was an endless desolate world, only occasionally there were a few migrant workers who did not return to their hometown, walking in this cold wind, seeing this, seeing such a situation and this scene, the madman laughed helplessly, but laughing and laughing, the tears broke the embankment, and cried silently, why is this? I don't understand, it's because I'm crying because I'm confused about my future, or I'm crying for Yaping, who has left me, he can't figure it out at all, although he can't understand what it's for, but the tears just won't stop.

I don't know how long I cried, and I don't know why I cried, but the only thing I can understand is that on the first day of the new year, when almost everyone is happy, I cry like a three-year-old child, or maybe I can't do anything else except crying, right?

Anyway, I've been crying for a long time, and I feel as if I'm far away from this world? No, I no longer belong to this world, that is, with such a mood, I began to ignore this world and began to get dressed and go out, because there are still many things to do today, and today is a very happy day, so I have to go to many other Internet cafes to see, and I also want to give them the red envelopes that are not delivered in the safe.

That's right, that's right, the madman rode the electric car that was always charging, and began to shuttle through this endless barren street, obeying the cold of the nostrils, eroding the respiratory tract and soul, and then according to the memory in his mind, he began to go to one Internet café after another, no matter which Internet café he went to, the network manager or store manager inside had to give himself a cigarette, and they were all good cigarettes, after all, today was the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone was very happy, and the madman came to give red envelopes.

In such an atmosphere, no matter how painful the madman is, even if he wants to cry in an instant, he can't hold back, even if he is painful and confused, this can't let them see it, so he just smiles at them in a stupid and bitter way, after all, they are also smiling at themselves.

But in this cold and barren world, what is worthy of one's affection? A person riding an electric car, constantly shuttling, ignoring the traffic lights again and again, because there is no one, so there is no need to obey the so-called traffic rules, it is in this situation, still thinking, what else do you have to be attached to, is the game? Or in the office on the second floor of the Langtaosa Internet Cafe, the 10,000 yuan in cash on the desk?

No, in fact, nothing is worth your attachment, and you once thought that the end of your dream was money? No, no, no, in fact, the end of one's dream has nothing to do with money, wanting money, this is just an excuse to realize one's dream, a pile of waste paper that was once meaningless, because the country and all the people recognize and affirm its value, it inexplicably becomes money, and then it becomes the master of everyone, oh? This world is so strange, but it is so real, so real that I want to cry again.