Self-guided daily life after rebirth

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Skirt: 9④⑤9③1705

Chapter 316

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The physique of a person cannot be generalized.

Some people have not reached the starting line at birth, and some people have already reached the end of others' life as soon as they are born - different family environments and conditions have raised different people, and constructed different three views and characters.

Of course, it cannot be said that the three views are not crooked.

Nowadays, the world is becoming more and more diversified. As long as it does not violate the law or violate public order and good customs, the Three Views cannot be said to be crooked.

Egoists can have it, altruists can have it, even minor eccentricities can be tolerated.

"So it depends on the individual?"

"Of course it depends on the individual."

Cao Bin grinned, tapped a finger on the table, and said:

"Don't say that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Just think about it—the superheroes in the beautiful country were all good people before they became superheroes. Even if there were two vagabonds, didn't they all turn back in the end?"

"But being a good person is actually the most tiring."

"Because to be a good person, you have to abide by the rules. You have to set rules for yourself—although those rules and rules don't actually exist. To put it bluntly, you are torturing yourself. Even if you violate it, someone will not suddenly come out and hit you in the palm."

"But you just can't violate it, and you are absolutely unwilling to violate it."

The big bald boy said, and couldn't help laughing at himself:

"But... not everyone is like that."

"When you abide by the rules and accept the torture of conscience, you will meet other people-they are not good people and admit that they are not good people. There are not so many rules to follow and no rules for themselves. Therefore, people eat and drink spicy food every day. The first batch is faring much better than a good person like you."

"Sometimes you will suffer, you will feel uncomfortable, and you will feel that you, a good person who behaves like a man, can live better than a bad person who flirts with others..."

"After thinking about it this way, you will suffer even more, because you know that it is also a skill to flirt with others, but it is just a different way of life within the tolerance limit of universal values. I have no right to criticize."

"He is indeed wrong and bad, but he is living a much better life than you - you start to comfort yourself that it is not that the time has not come, but your reason makes you understand that the so-called retribution is just big data There are too many disasters in this world that can last for thousands of years, and even if the disasters don't live long, the glory and wealth they enjoy in their short lives are almost never enjoyed by good people. "

"Being a good person is very painful. Even if the heroes in movies, novels, comics and cartoons save the world, they will still be misunderstood, excluded and hurt by ordinary people."

"Compared to this, being a bad guy is so much easier. You don't have to care about any rules or rules. You can do whatever you want and you'll be done. If you don't have money, you can grab it. If you fancy a girl, you can cheat. As long as I If I have no face or skin, then I don’t care how others scold me, as long as I have no morals, others will not be able to morally kidnap me.”

"This is a good man, Su Tong."

"This is that with great power comes great responsibility, brother."

Cao Bin grinned and shrugged.

Then he scratched his bald head again and laughed:

"Hey, I just don't know if it's a waste of nutrition to keep my hair. Now that I have shaved my head, I feel that my thinking is much clearer and my whole person is much clearer. Every day I think about it... I feel like I'm about to become a philosopher. .”

So he picked up the chopsticks and put a chopsticks of small crispy meat into his mouth. While chewing, he waved his hands and said vaguely:

"Anyway, I think that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If you want to be a good person, you have to suffer. Su Tong, you have to be prepared to suffer, so you go be it."

"?"

Hearing what he said, Su Tong couldn't help raising his head, and looked at him with a delicate expression:

"You understand? You understand again? Beast, what do you understand!?"

Cao Bin gave a "tsk" sound and looked at him with disgust:

"It's hard to understand, isn't it? How can we say that we have been good brothers for so many years and know the bottom line. Is there anyone in this world who can understand you better than me? Don't say that you are so obvious—even if you Pout your ass, I know if you want to pull dry or thin."

"Hastily, you are eating, why do you dare to say anything, but shut up."

"...Didn't you mention this first?"

"Then I didn't lead the topic in this direction."

"...That's true, let's not talk about it."

"Um……"

There was a strange silence.

The two embarrassing people had a tacit understanding and didn't take the initiative to bring up the conversation. They just quietly put new ingredients into the hot pot and scooped up old ingredients.

The ingredients of this hot pot restaurant are really authentic, even Su and Cao Bin, who always like spicy food, are a little hard to resist. In addition, they are wearing thick clothes and the heating is turned on in the store, so they are sweating profusely after eating.

So Su Tong put down his chopsticks and called the waiter over to ask for a box of tissues.

But Cao Bin, who had just walked across from the waiter, approached sullenly and mocked:

"Su Tong, you can't do it? It's only been half a year and you can't eat spicy food anymore? Just eating a hot pot now can make your brow sweat - this Tongtong is inferior!"

Su Tong couldn't help but rolled his eyes:

"So you're very brave? But you're still sweating, come on, don't laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps."

"You fart, labor and management are for hot, not spicy!"

"Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is a difference! Spicy is not brave enough, hot is purely because the heating temperature in this store is too high!"

"Tsk, childish."

"Aren't you just as childish?"

Cao Bin gave him a disapproving glance:

"Obviously I learned how to be a human being with Sister Tong, and now I'm learning... It's been a year and a half, why haven't you made any progress? No matter how I think about it, I can't think of you... This stupid roe deer would still do it because of this. This kind of thing is entangled, what is there to be entangled in!"

"..."

Su Tong was silent for a moment, and suddenly couldn't help laughing twice, and then heaved a sigh of relief:

"That's right, just like you said, I'm really naive enough to still be entangled in these things."

"Indeed, idiot."

"?"

"You curse again!"

"Silly, stupid, stupid, chicken, Gan Linniang!" After scolding Cao Bin, he looked at him with disdain, "What if I just scolded?"

Su Tong squeezed his knuckles silently:

"It's a dirty word, children, don't say it."

Cao Bin thought about it for a while and finally gave up. He didn't swear any more. He just took a sip of red bayberry soup from his cup to quench his thirst, and then stared at Su Tong.

"Just keep doing it if you want to." He suddenly chuckled, "Don't hesitate, and don't talk about the nonsense that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, what are you fussing about?"

As he said that, he grinned again, grabbed the cup in his hand, and his voice became softer:

"Also, no matter what you want to do, I'm afraid I can't help you. I'm just an ordinary person. There's already a big gap between us...

"But, but if you really fail, you want to find someone to chat with, and sister Tong still hates you..."

"The old place, I'll drink with you, and I'll be there whenever you are called."

[to be continued]

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Skirt: 9④⑤9③1705

Chapter 317

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Pay the bill after eating, then pat your ass and leave.

Men are always like this—no matter how much sweet talk there is on the bed, they immediately pull up their pants and deny anyone as soon as they finish their business.

Being a woman has the advantage of having no CD, and being a man naturally has the characteristics of being a sage.

Now that Su Tong, who has just left the hot pot restaurant, has fallen into a wonderful time of sages, he can lift his pants and say confidently...

"generally!"

Then bid farewell to my good friends, and make an appointment to have dinner again during the Chinese New Year.

After all, the fourth day of the Lunar New Year is the birthday of that bastard Cao Bin.

While Su Tong was thinking about what gift he would give him at that time, he walked home with the smell of spicy red oil all over his body and a happy mood.

……

The road is not long, and it won't take long to arrive.

It's just cold and windy in the middle of the night, like a knife, scratching his face and hands sorely. Even if he put on the hood of the down jacket, the pervasive cold wind still penetrates through the gaps in his hair and cap, and along the slits, it goes into his neck.

Su Tong's earlobes were red from the cold, and he went to the gate of the manor tremblingly, told the little maid to open the door, and walked for a long time before finally reaching the gate of the house.

Along the way, he suddenly felt that the size of the house was quite troublesome.

In short, Su Tong, who was as cold as a quail, entered the door and finally felt the long-lost warmth.

It's heating.

Shashashasha.

comfortable.

Su Tong breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the bench in the entrance, pulled the shoes off his feet with difficulty with his frozen hands, moved his toes, and then slowly put on the slippers.

But it didn't move.

He planned to sit on the bench for a while before talking.

It wasn't just the hands that were freezing from the hot pot restaurant—the feet were too.

My toes are numb, and I just feel that there is an inexplicable dampness in the shoes, but they are very dry when I take off the shoes. Now that I think about it, the temperature sensing system has probably been frozen out of order.

He grinned, feeling that his hands, feet and earlobes, which were almost unconscious from the cold, were gradually itching, and then took out his mobile phone to send a message to the eldest lady to ask if she was asleep.

Difficult to type out one word at a time, click to send, but suddenly heard a "ding dong" beside him.

Su Tong took a deep breath, turned his head stiffly, and sure enough, he saw someone standing beside him more than once.

It's my wife.

The girl was wearing plain white pajamas and a pair of fluffy bunny slippers, leaning against the corner wall of the entrance and looking down at him.

Although it was cold in winter, the light in the porch overhead was warm, softly covering the girl's body with a halo of light.

Ye Ran is like a fairy, or she is gorgeous like a goddess.

In short, my wife tilted her head at him, raised her eyebrows, and then asked angrily:

"You still know how to come back?"

Su Tong carefully explained like a mouse seeing a cat:

"This... isn't this going to have dinner with Cao Bin, and we chatted for a while in the middle, and it took a little longer..."

But he was explaining so slightly, and suddenly the girl's silver bell-like laughter sounded in his ears: