Sitting face to face, you are me.

I don't know who I am.

There are some things that I can't say clearly.

The two of them sat facing each other, unhurried, and there was no sense of competing with each other at all. It's like two friends who haven't seen each other for many years, as if everything has become stranger, but they don't know each other.

The music in my ears is playing all the time, and the sound is very charming. I don't know if it's the effect of the speaker or the charm of the song itself.

Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, felt that the music was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"What kind of music is this, it sounds familiar. ”

Liu Changsheng, who was smoking, poured himself a cup of tea and said with a smile.

"Valentina Lisitsa's version of the Moonlight Sonata. ”

Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, said a little strangely.

"Are there many versions of this tune?"

Liu Changsheng, who was smoking a cigarette and drinking tea, nodded.

"That's for sure, it's a famous song. I heard that Beethoven wrote it down and dedicated it to the love interest of the time, Kiri Aitai Gitchodi. However, this beautiful and frivolous aristocratic lady ended up ruthlessly abandoning Beethoven. It is in this complex painful experience and intense inner conflict, in the expectation and disappointment of love, that this great work was born. By the way, do you still have an impression of Beethoven?"

Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, looked at his other self opposite, and felt a little emotional. When he speaks, he is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry, and he is naturally not pretentious. It seems that everything in his mouth is a little more convincing. But there was always a sense of alienation in his eyes, no matter where he looked. He sees the whole world from a God's perspective.

Liu Changsheng is so different from himself like this. In this space that I don't know if it's in my own heart or his heart. The two of them have the same face and the same clothes, but he has some different accessories. He carried a wooden bead on his wrist, lit a stove of incense on the side, drank tea and smoked a cigarette, without a trace of fireworks.

I'm different, I don't think I'm usually there. I thought that there was a contrast in front of me. I can clearly feel some restlessness in myself, and I can always smell that there seems to be a terrible smell of blood on my body.

"Beethoven? However, with the current environment, it is difficult for Western music to pass on. I'll also get a piece of moonlight when I get there, and it's pretty good. But I don't know if he also wrote such a song, and whether there is still such a tangled story behind the song. ”

Liu Changsheng, who was smoking, slightly touched the wooden beads on his wrist with his hand, and then touched his nose.

With such an action, Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, actually had the smell of blood on the other party's disgust with him.

But before he could think deeply, Liu Changsheng, who was smoking, smiled and said.

"There's no such thing as a tangled story. Listen to the songs, listen to your own feelings. It's always bad to bring someone else's story into it and lose too much room for imagination. But speaking of which, you are still thinking about getting Zhang Yueguang to listen, are you really not worried that you will never be able to get out again, is this a sign of blind confidence? Or do you think that I seem to be very kind, not lethal, and not a threat to you? ”

Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, shook his head.

"You're not a fuel-efficient lamp. The music, the atmosphere, and the illusion inside the smoke. By the way, add your non-stop suggestive gesture language guidance, plus the special fragrance of the incense next to you. You're laying out all the time, and you want me to follow your pace. How similar you are to me, we both like to do fancy things to disguise our purpose. It's just that I can't figure it out, no matter how you calculate it, you and I are the same body. Why did you kill me, if I did, you'd disappear too, wouldn't you? Even if I don't know you completely, I'm sure you're just as afraid of death as I am. If you can live, you will never think about dying well. ”

Liu Changsheng, who was smoking a cigarette, showed a hint of fierceness for the first time. He glanced up a little, and bit his lower lip slightly with his fangs.

"Hehe, it's my essence. It's really hard to fool you with some little tricks. But you're talking as if I didn't disappear if I blended in with you. ”

Liu Changsheng, who was smoking a cigarette opposite, was a little anxious. Liu Changsheng, who had never put down the green tea, didn't feel that there was any more chance of winning.

From the moment he entered, he had been guessing whose image was in his mind in this space. It stands to reason that he is the essence, and here is the image of his mind that is more likely.

But the truth is quite the opposite, starting with entering this space. A trace of his spirit has always occupied the home field, and from small things to the big environment, none of them are the impression in his heart. And the strange thing is that he seems to be constantly guiding himself in his previous life.

Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, looked around again, everything was still familiar but unfamiliar.

He laughed.

"At least you won't disappear completely. You still exist, only in my form. From now on you are who I am and I am you. It's like we can always remember some messy memories of what they call past lives. The memories of two lifetimes can coexist, let alone our state. ”

Liu Changsheng, who was smoking, heard him talk about his memories of the two lives, and his face seemed to be a little hideous.

"Memories of two lifetimes, what is memory of two lifetimes, can you say clearly?"

Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, shook his head and stopped talking. I can't go to his pace. In this way, he will always have the upper hand, and he will always be like a fart, and he can only follow his way of thinking.

This kind of following his train of thought is too dangerous. Liu Changsheng, who was holding green tea, had been thinking about how to break the game.

According to his own words, you don't just have a complete memory of your past life. He even shared his own experience, which means that he knows himself better than anyone else. By the way, he also mentioned the search of Baidu Encyclopedia. I don't know what he said that he had checked the word loneliness in Baidu Encyclopedia, what it meant. Is it a real search, or is it a memory point that is already in the memory of his past life.

Did he do it on purpose? to direct his thoughts in the direction he directed. It seems that this matter is more difficult than I imagined.

A self who knows almost everything about himself, is this Liu Changsheng vs. Liu Changsheng 2.0?

Liu Changsheng, who was smoking, saw that he had been silent, and took the lead in speaking.

"If you keep talking like this, I don't care. I guess you may regret it, after all, time is not fixed in this space point. It is possible to synchronize with the outside, or it may be slower than the outside, and the most feared thing is that the time is faster than the outside. In an instant, you go back again, and you're already old. ”