Declare war on depression, against day and night

"Where have you been these few days?" Bie Ming took the wallet that Mao Shiyi handed over, put it back in his pocket, and lowered his head, always giving the psychological illusion that he doesn't care and doesn't matter.

Mao Shishi naturally put his hand on Bie Ming's shoulder, pushed him forward, and said nonsense: "I am also a Fengshui master of Fuchun Mountain in a famous town in ancient and modern China and abroad. Every day, I come to see Fengshui and count yin and yang. There are a lot of people. This time I went to a place far away, and I was delayed for a day just on the road. Why, you want to know where I have been so much, and you miss me?"

After finishing pretending, he did not forget to pat Bie Ming on the shoulder twice suggestively.

Bie Ming said that he didn't really want to talk to him.

He took two quick steps forward, distanced himself from Mao Shishi, Bie Ming was still thinking about Goudaner who disappeared, and the milk and oranges on the chess table.Mao Shishi couldn't help laughing at Bie Ming, who was kept in the dark, behind his back, and then forcibly pulled Bie Ming home.

As soon as I got home and opened the door, I saw Gong Wenzheng standing next to him in a suit, just like the welcome brother in a luxury hotel.He was holding a small note in both hands, and when he saw Bie Ming, he smiled and handed it to him, with a little too much courtesy.

"It was a note that a little boy stuffed in through the door, and the little gray cat was picked up by him just after running back from outside."

The tombstone is right.

Maybe Goudaner ran up and down the street excitedly because he smelled the tombstone.Bie Ming thought about it, looking at the empty and big living room with dull eyes, changing slippers at the entrance, completely ignoring Mao Shiyi's proposal behind him to go out for a big meal to celebrate his return.

Bie Ming whispered to himself: "What about this carton of milk..."

Jiang Erge watched helplessly as the little gray cat went out after Bie Ming, and when he came back, he was replaced by a big man.

He crushed the banana in his hand expressionlessly.

Bie Ming put the milk and oranges in the living room, and went back to the room on the second floor in a daze.Mao Shishi was still thinking about the dinner tonight, so he followed him upstairs not far away, but Bie Ming had no intention of inviting him into the room.Maybe Bie Ming never expected that someone would follow him up to the second floor, he slammed the door after entering the room, forcing Mao Shiyi to stop outside the door.

Mao Shishi's face drooped instantly: "It's a dog."

Official document is positive: "Pfft."

Bie Ming dragged sheets, quilts, pillowcases and other things to the floor as if to vent his emotions. Looking at the messy outline in the dark room, he stood in a daze for a long time before finding new sheets and quilts from the cabinet.Finally tidying up, Bie Ming changed into his pajamas and let himself fall headfirst on the bed.After being in a daze for another while, Bie Ming reached out and touched his mobile phone. He wanted to check the time, but several missed calls were displayed on the screen, and there were also messages on WeChat.

A rare sight in the world.Don't ring for a new message on your phone.

Seeing the word "Mom", Bie Ming's heart was shocked.

Compared with the relationship with his father, Bie Ming's relationship with his mother is acceptable. Although they won't turn against each other like enemies, they are definitely not like a normal family.The only communication between the two is the greeting during the Chinese New Year.

There has never been a WeChat like today, but there is always a first time in everything, and once there is a first time, there will be a second time.

"I'm getting married in December, will I come? If I come, I'll tell you the place and time."

"I dont go."

A very short notice, no matter how you say it, you can't hear how much emotion it contains, as if this WeChat message is a task that a mother must tell her child.But in fact, don't want to know the news at all, it's best not to know for the rest of your life.Why did the people who hurt him, why did they personally make him into what he is now, are they all living well now, and they all have a new life trajectory full of hope and vitality?

Why am I the loneliest person left in the whole world?

If there is no me, there will be one more room in this world illuminated by sunlight; if there is no me, the residents on the first floor can live here forever and no longer run around in order to survive; if there is no me, will there be many people because of Be happy without facing my strangeness and indifference?

Everything was tasteless, like a freshly opened Coca-Cola, without a single invigorating bubble.

So, all things related to feelings in the world should not happen to you.Don't throw your mobile phone out, if only you can forget and be good at forgetting, if you can leave this world quietly, or if you have never appeared in this world, it will be fine.

So, it was a very correct choice to maintain a estranged relationship with the world for so many years.Since everything can't be resolved satisfactorily, it's better to kill these sad things in the cradle, and don't experience them if you can.Never experience it.

Because I will be hurt, because my heart will hurt.

I have also sought help from the outside world, the sudden confession during the summer vacation in junior high school, Jiang Erge, medicine and oranges in high school, and Mao Shiyi not long ago and his promise that he gave up halfway.

He seeks again and again, and what the outside world gives him is only disappointment again and again.He is like a beginner in the underwater world who has met a very cruel coach. Whenever he uses all his strength to get his mouth and nose out of the water, more water tentacles will grab his hands, feet, waist and Legs, over and over, until he was exhausted, until he sadly thought, so be it.

Someone once gave him a suggestion, saying that when a spiritual bridge can be truly established with others, at least half of the sadness in him will pass through this bridge, and at this time, eternal happiness will come.He will not feel alone anymore, he will have a normal laugh, and he will have a normal cry.

Maybe, or maybe because of that, he couldn't take it anymore.

When he lost, when someone destroyed the bridge to pieces, the blow was too great.It was as if the darkness in the room that had always given him a sense of security was suddenly driven out by the pale, cold light, empty, empty everywhere.

Feelings of loss, loneliness, fear, powerlessness.

Not only is he afraid of the material world around him, but he is also afraid of whom his heart will fall in love with, who he will really rely on, and whom he will naturally think of when he is in trouble.But in the end, that person disappeared from my world suddenly, without warning, without reason, and disappeared without a trace, leaving me alone again.Why give me hope, if I have never seen hope, I will stay in the dark well.

Mao Shiyi was lying on the sofa.

"Okay, I've transformed back, but I can't enter the room where you don't call anymore. I'm really going to die, damn it."

Gong Wen was standing quietly by the wall, his heart was like a mirror, and his mouth was like a quagmire and asked: "Mr. Mao, you have your own room, why do you want to go to Mr. Bie Ming's room?"

Mao Shishi: "Shut up."

"When will Mr. Bie Ming help me find Duan Fangjian together?" Gong Wen was looking towards the second floor, then silently looked away, and habitually looked at the glass closest to him on the coffee table, "He promised me Yes, he shouldn't forget, I think he should remember. When will he come out?"

When a person has been thinking about one thing subconsciously, thinking about one thing with great desire, he will unknowingly mention this thing many times in his words and actions.That is what is often said on the Internet now, important things should be said three times.

Mao Shishi put his right leg on the back of the sofa and swayed back and forth, looking extraordinarily unrestrained: "I really want to eat hot pot, fish, and barbecue in the human world. My brother said come here In the world, the most important thing is not to get back the ninth tail. The most important purpose is not to become a fairy, but to eat and drink, and for one's own mouth. But now, not only have no clues to get the tail back, Lian Dun looks decent. I haven't even eaten the food. I came here from Fuchun Mountain, what the hell is it for?!"

"Let's arrange a hot pot tonight, so I have a reason to call Mr. Bie Ming out of the room."

"Then we are now?"

Gong Wenzheng grinned, and began to rub his fists reservedly: "Our group performers often get together to eat hot pot, so...Mr. Mao, you just came to the world, and I can't be seen by everyone. In this way, I will take you to the supermarket You are responsible for paying for the ingredients and bottom ingredients, and then we will have a feast tonight. This time I will play the role of Haidilao's waiter, and I will definitely make you enjoy your meal."

Mao Shishi didn't understand what he said, so he didn't express his opinion, otherwise the flaws in his words would make people look foolish.But Mao Shishi heard it, and he was going to the supermarket with Gongwen, and he was at a disadvantage because he had to pay and work hard, and he was not accompanied by his favorite girlfriend.

It's a real headache.

Gong Wenzheng did not choose a bag of hot pot bases at random in the supermarket, but asked the waiter to prepare them according to his ingredients in the scattered condiments section, and the spicy and non-spicy ones were completely separated.After returning home, I also cooked two pot bottoms.

Because Mao Shishi said that Bie Ming's stomach is not good.A stomach that is too fragile can't accept chili and too much oil, and the taste that is too pungent will make him unbearable.

So they boiled two pot bottoms.

Because Mao Shishi also said that we cannot give up the appetite of two people for the sake of one person.

Gongwen was biting his lip, holding back a heartfelt smile with restraint.He thinks what Mao Shiyi said is absolutely right.

The two big men are cooking in the kitchen lively and happy, although the residents here can't hear Gong Wenzheng's voice and can't see his people, but I have to say that the two of them are still very deserted by this The "big family" has brought unprecedented vigor and vitality.With the first time, there will be the second time, and with the second time, this state will gradually become the norm, and it will get better and better.

will get better.

When they were all done and all the fresh ingredients were put on plates and placed on the table, Gong Wenzheng walked across the room to ask Bie Ming to come down to eat.But he failed, and Mao Shixi laughed at him for not being able to use his brain, so Mao Shiyi first made a bowl for Bie Ming, which was hot, smiling, very attractive, and seemed to be full of hope.

For people like Gong Wenzheng who tore up the novel and came out, as well as Mao Shiyi who has superpowers such as mana, magic, and spiritual power, they will not be kept outside by Bie Ming's locked door.Unless they don't want to go in, there are ten thousand ways for them to go in and get Bie Ming out.

But Mao Shishi didn't think that a weak existence like Bie Ming needed to be cared for and should not be conquered by violence.

Bie Ming was immersed in sadness, it was Gong Wenzheng who broke into the sadness, and it was Mao Shishi who broke the sadness.

He didn't feel the redemption and warmth as before. He only saw the endless impossibility, unrealism, and impossibility.But Bie Ming went anyway, and he vaguely missed the taste, he hadn't had a warm meal for a long time, and he hadn't sat at the dining table and had a meal with others for a long time.

Just treat it as the last time.