The house is money, the story is life

"Well, sorry before."

Three minutes after Xia Shi left, Li Chihang finally spoke the first sentence.When he was talking, he was sitting face to face with Zhou Tang on the sofa in the living room—to be precise, only Zhou Tang was "sitting", Li Chihang didn't call it sitting at all, his whole ass was sunk into the sofa, look It looks much shorter than Zhou Tan.

Zhou Tang let out a "hmm", then continued to remain silent, flipping through the fake car magazine Li Chihang left on the coffee table, and couldn't see any intention of "chatting"... In fact, since Xia Shi left, what he said In addition to the "hmm" just now, there is only one sentence, "Can we talk?" Li Chihang thought that you have been asking this question, and I can't say it badly, so he nodded his head, but the other party smiled and turned him away. Please sit on the sofa for a while, but you don't talk, just flipping through magazines there, it's extremely leisurely.

Li Chihang couldn't figure out what he was going to do, whether to chat or not, hearing the sizzling sound of oil from the kitchen and whispering between lovers made him even more upset.After a while, he pulled his ass out of the sofa suddenly: "If there is nothing else, I will go first."

"Where is Mr. Li going?" Zhou Tang suddenly raised his face from the magazine, "Didn't you want to chat?"

"There's nothing to talk about." Li Chihang frowned, "This time I was having a brain twitch, and I'm bothering you, so I apologize. I'll cooperate with you next time, isn't that all right?"

"Of course it would be great to be able to solve it so easily." Zhou Tang put the magazine back in his hand and said slowly, "But before that, there are some issues that need to be discussed first...Mr. Li? Come back and sit down first." He pointed to the seat in front of him, Li Chihang scratched his head, sat back down unhappy, and then listened to Zhou Tang: "I don't know Mr. Li, what do you think of this world?"

"Huh?" Li Chihang frowned.What is this problem called?It’s not like buying fruit, if you think it’s good, it’s good, and if it’s rotten, it’s rotten; how do people answer this kind of question?

"Can't you tell?" Zhou Tang laughed, narrowing his fox eyes slightly, "Then let me ask this. Why did Mr. Li push me just now?"

Li Chihang was silent for a moment, then turned his face away: "Didn't you just say that? I just feel that now is not the time..."

"When is it not?" Zhou Tang said unhurriedly, "When Lu Xiaoyang was awakened?"

"It may not be able to wake up, your method is wrong!" Li Chihang said, "I have said that this is too simple and rude, and there are big loopholes..."

"It may not be able to wake up, that is to say, there is a possibility of awakening." Zhou Tang nodded, "So you pushed me to prevent this possibility, right?"

"..." Li Chihang was tongue-tied for a moment, "No, I didn't mean that, I just slipped my hands..."

"You don't want Xia Shi to send text messages to Lu Xiaoyang because you know that this text message may really wake up Lu Xiaoyang—considering your understanding of Lu Xiaoyang and your familiarity with this scene, the power of that breakup text message may be stronger than Xia Shi's. You were thinking too much. And you took action on the premise of knowing this situation-from this, you don't want us to wake up Lu Xiaoyang. Is this not too much?

"..." Li Chihang buried his hands in his palms, and cursed "fuck" in his heart.

"Then the next question comes again. Mr. Li, why don't you want Lu Xiaoyang to wake up from the illusion?"

Li Chihang fell silent again.There was a "ding" sound from the kitchen, I don't know if it was a microwave oven or an oven, and then Lu Xiaoyang whispered repeatedly, "Be careful of burning".Li Chihang hooked the corners of his lips with difficulty, and said to Zhou Tang: "Do you think this is an illusion?"

He rubbed his face vigorously, and his eyes drifted over again: "I know, in your opinion, this whole world, this scene, this sofa is all fake, a kind of imitation, a kind of ridiculous delusion. But in Xiaoyang doesn't seem to be. He lives here, he has his own life, he has his own emotions, he eats and drinks every day, and the sun rises and sets as usual. Isn't this life? Isn't this an ordinary life? What is reality? Isn’t it reality to live in the present moment? Just because you look at it from different angles, this world has become an illusion, which should be awakened and broken, but... Xiaoyang is alive here, living well , don't you...don't you think it's cruel?"

"Well... it's a bit cruel to say so." Zhou Tang hesitated, and he tapped his thigh lightly with his hand, "But didn't Mr. Hang tell you? Although I don't know the specifics very well, I heard what Mr. Hang said. Meaning, Lu Xiaoyang's world and his current state seem to have an impact on the entire hard drive..."

"Who lives without affecting the surroundings? The earth still has gravitational force on the moon." Li Chihang simply began to be unreasonable, "Do you have to sacrifice Xiaoyang's happiness for others?"

"If you have to say that...it's fine, then put aside the external influence first." Zhou Tang exhaled, turned to look at Li Chihang seriously, "Then let's discuss Lu Xiaoyang."

"You said he is 'living well' and 'happy' here... Then, Mr. Li, I would like to ask you, what is 'well' and what is 'happiness'?"

"Would it be 'good' to be indulging in past feelings and unable to extricate yourself? Is it 'happiness' to replay those painful and injured clips over and over again? It would be nice to decide to forget the past and start a new life from scratch for a moment; if it is the kind of plot where the newcomer abuses the scum, I would also like to see it. But the problem is, it is neither——Lu Xiaoyang's so-called "rebirth" is just rebirth In the world with you, he repeated the embarrassing past one by one, trying to put on a better posture in front of these embarrassments, but in fact, he still couldn't get out - his 'rebirth' was based on the pain More than memory. No matter how you unfold the plot, no matter how you slap your face, in essence, it’s still just the magnification of pain..."

When Zhou Tang said this, he paused for a while, and raised the corners of his lips to Li Chihang: "Although it may not be appropriate to say this, I bet that even if this rebirth story develops to the end, it will never have a happy ending." Mr. Li, do you dare to bet?"

Li Chihang didn't speak.He covered his face with his palm, and after a long time, he squeezed out a broken voice from his throat: "I know what you mean. But I... I can't bear it."

Another voice came from the kitchen, Lu Xiaoyang came out with the dishes, and Li Chihang followed behind him.The table was filled with ordinary home-cooked dishes, and the two sat down at the dining table behind the sofa while chatting leisurely. The earlier quarrel seemed to have never existed, and the table was full of harmony. A large event background image.

Li Chihang just sat in front of the background picture like this, dragging his translucent body, his entire buttocks in the sofa, maintaining a ridiculous posture, not even daring to turn his head.

"Do you know what kind of life I lived after Xiaoyang's death?" He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Tang, his voice trembling, "You know how much I've been thinking about... thinking about seeing him again? Even if it's a ghost or a dream Well, I just want to see him again... I always thought he was just a pair of shoes, worn out, tired, and just a new pair. But I didn't know until he died, no. He is mine Feet. Usually I always step on them, I can’t see them, and I still hate them. I thought I would never lose them, but I didn’t know the pain until they were gone... But it was too late. I have already lost my feet. I can’t stand up anymore.”

"I just want to look at him. Even if he can't see me, I just want to sit here and look at him."

Pretend he's alive, pretend nothing has happened yet, pretend the world is real.

Li Chihang raised his hand to cover his eyes, his facial muscles twitched and his shoulders trembled.

Lu Xiaoyang is not the only one who wants to start over again... He just didn't die by suicide, otherwise there would be no need for Hang Yiwei, he could write another refreshing article on rebirth himself, the kind with a sweet pet.

Instead of just sitting here, being an outsider ghost.

Zhou Tang looked at him silently, slowly stretched out his hand, and patted him on the shoulder twice.

"But you have to stand up." He said to Li Chihang, "No one should be bound for a lifetime. Whether you or Lu Xiaoyang, you should wake up."