External forces can be defeated, but if the spirit is defeated, the person is completely finished.
Waves of misty smoke suddenly ignited in the empty ruins, covering their mouths and noses before the three of them noticed it. Lingyu felt that in addition to the burning smell, there was something else in the surrounding air.
, not only disrupted her breath regulation, but when she opened her eyes and looked around, she found that everything had changed.
Suddenly there were many high-rise buildings in the space that was supposed to be empty. The traffic lights in front of her were flashing continuously. Before she could figure it out, she was hit by someone: "Why are you dazed? You haven't left even after the light turned green. You're waiting to be late."
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Some familiar voices brought her back to her senses, and she turned around to see a cute apple-faced girl holding soy milk in one hand and holding Lingyu in the other as she walked forward.
The warm touch is not fake.
While sitting at the workstation, Lingyu still felt that everything was unreal: "Da Yu'er, let's go, I'm going to do the nucleic acid test soon. If I'm late, I have to wait in line for half an hour."
The voice of her friend was close at hand. Before Lingyu could say anything, she was pulled up from her workstation. From morning to now, she was like a puppet on strings, being pulled away.
There was already a long queue of people doing nucleic acid work. Normally she would have started complaining, but today she remained silent. The people around her kept saying something, but nothing entered her mind.
"I've been in a daze since this morning. Don't think it's because I had a fever a few days ago, which burned my brain." She said a lot, but no one responded to her. Even the slowest person could realize that she was abnormal.
Lingyu just felt that all this was familiar yet strange.
Perhaps she has long been accustomed to everything in the world of cultivation, and has even given up the idea of coming back. But now looking at the busy traffic around her, everything seems to have returned to its original state. She was just overtired in the past few days.
I had a big spring and autumn dream.
She is just an ordinary migrant worker, struggling to survive in this big society, but she still has a trace of ideals that have not been wiped out, and she is always looking for hope and breakthroughs.
She worked part-time during the day and wrote manuscripts at night. She was still a little stunned when she looked at the fonts that she typed out unconsciously and consciously on the computer.
I flipped through the novel I once wrote overnight, and the past came to my mind little by little.
Lingyu was lying on the bed and suddenly found that everything around her was so unreal. She felt like she was going crazy.
She had never doubted that she did not belong to this era, but in this small, cramped rental house, she had doubts.
Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist.
She felt that she was extremely ridiculous. When she was in the world of cultivation, she tried her best to prove that she lived in modern times and was a product of the 21st century. However, in the 21st century, she began to have doubts that she did not belong to this era, or that she did not belong to this era from the beginning.
Wei, I never belonged to this era.
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies or Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies.
When she woke up the next day, she was still living in this era, working numbly, listening to all the sounds around her, but found that she could not enter this era.
She had been living this kind of life for about a year. Her colleagues were ostracizing her, her boss was making things difficult for her, and her customers were harassing her. She thought it was nothing, and she even looked at herself in isolation, just like the days when she first arrived in the world of cultivation.
Finally, on this day, her colleague blamed her work mistakes, and the boss decided to fire her, ordered her to pay full compensation for the project, and withheld all her salary and bonuses.
So she was kicked out, and no one even believed her excuse. When she returned to the house, the landlord called again, urging her to pay the rent, but she couldn't even get enough money for tonight's dinner.
She remembered.
Why did I come to the world of cultivation?
It's because she wears many hats and never stops, but she still can't feed herself. She doesn't even have a place to live, and she has to be looked down upon everywhere, but she doesn't even have anyone around her who can rely on.
, her parents and brothers all hate her and pray that she leaves here as soon as possible, preferably never to appear in front of them and become a 'burden' to them.
In the current epidemic, the friendship between people has become the most ridiculous, and it has also made too many people see the true face of the world.
Nowadays, people are extremely indifferent. As long as they don't touch their own interests, they don't care about the outside world. Everyone respects being wise and protecting themselves. As long as they can make a living, they are willing to become the cattle and horses squeezed by the capitalists. They can even kill each other for the sake of a grain of rain and dew for the capitalists.
, exclude each other.
The relationship between people is becoming more and more ridiculous. Everyone only guards their own one-third of an acre. If this land is touched even a little, they will go crazy, yell and blame everything around them.
, but never reflect on themselves.
It is generally believed that it is better to blame others than to blame yourself. In this way, you will at least be better off.
Such a world may seem peaceful, but it has long since made people less human and more like mindless pigs in a pigsty. They eat when they are full and sleep every day, and eat when they wake up. When they are fat, they are sent away.
The slaughterhouse is their final fate.
No one has ever tried to resist, because resisting would threaten their own interests.
Everyone has long since lost the spirit of self-sacrifice for others. Even finding someone to listen to your complaints requires paying real money. If you don't have money, you don't have to speak, and you will be kicked away.
Her indifference to the world was too despairing, and she suffered from depression all year round. On such a night, she chose to commit suicide.
Before committing suicide, she was still holding the hope that her new book would be a big hit and that she would leapfrog across the class ladder and become a middle-class person who did not have to worry about food and clothing.
She didn't even dare to think about becoming a member of the upper class.
However, this social class has long been solidified. The rich will only get richer, while the poor can only endure poverty and unfair fate. Suffering is never worthy of praise, but the suffering of the lower class is a necessary tool for the arrogance and extravagance of the upper class.
The pig never has to think about the true face of the world, it only needs to take good care of its body and wait to be enjoyed by others.
The reason why she was willing to write novels was because the world in novels was different from reality, and there were always channels for grassroots to rise to the top. But during this time, she figured it out.
It turns out that the novels she wrote are just a microcosm of the world. She is not the one who wants to break down classes and achieve common prosperity for everyone. She is the same person who, like everyone else, just wants to protect her own piece of land.
Even if she joins the upper class, she will only be assimilated.
She didn't even think about changing these classes, but just thought about becoming a person in the upper class.
Therefore, the creation of the novel was just to satisfy her morbid psychology of being bullied in reality.
The class inside has not been solidified, and people can squeeze in through cultivation. But if it continues like this, after the upper class is saturated, they will only automatically block the channels for advancement, because the more people in the upper class, the less and less cake will be.
, the less you get.
People will always become slaves of their own desires.
She is no exception.
She would be jealous when she saw Lin Wenyu having adventures and resources, she would want them, and in order to protect herself, she would stay away from Lin Wenyu, she would want to rob, she would want to possess, but she never thought about sharing with anyone or helping those who are weak.
, just because it comes from the conscience of the heart, and sometimes it is to show one's own status.
See, she can also save people from fire and water.
But she never thought about what their lives would be like after rescuing those people. They would still be exploited in a different way.
Lingyu looked at the dazzling light above her head and felt the body's aura disappearing little by little. Many things flashed through her mind, but in the end it returned to nothingness.
In the haze, she seemed to see a beautiful woman in the light, smiling towards her.
The world around her was spinning and the scenes were flying by. When everything stabilized, she returned to the charred ruins. The sun above her head turned into the moon, floating in the sky.
When she looked up at the sky, Lingyu couldn't help but smile. The smile tore the corners of her dry mouth and brought tears.
The surroundings were filled with darkness, as if there were countless demons, and it seemed as if she was the only one in the moonlight. The world was vast, and there were too many things to explore.
I don't know how high the blue sky is and how thick the yellow earth is. I only see the cold moon and warm sun, which are used to fry people's lives.
The moon seemed to feel the loneliness and pain in her heart, and was slowly covered by the clouds.
"Hahahaha, your Taoist heart is a bit firmer than I thought." A female voice as crisp as a silver bell came from the forest not far away.
Lingyu followed the sound and saw a woman in purple clothes walking slowly towards her through the night, parting the clouds and mist. Before she could see clearly, she was already seduced by this woman's figure.
Step by step, it’s really charming.
In the past, she only thought that Mei was a vulgar word. After meeting this woman, she felt that Mei should be the highest state of beauty for a woman.
She smiled lightly and walked to Lingyu, her red lips opened slightly, and her breath sprayed in her ears: "Any adversity can make you realize and wake up, but so what, there are too many living beings in this world.
If people are not sane, even if you are willing to educate them, with their intelligence, they only know how to live and feed themselves, but not what you are talking about. They will only think that you are a lunatic."
"Or, even if they know and understand what you said, there is no way to change it, just like you are now." She breathed out like a blue, and gently slid her fingers across Lingyu's cheek, her eyes filled with laughter.
Full of charm.
Lingyu grabbed the hand that was touching her face and carefully examined the bright woman in front of her. She could not associate her with those negative words.
"Do you feel that something cannot be changed, so you choose to do nothing from the beginning? Do you feel that everything is not going as you want, and do you want to give up on yourself? Do you know that you will die in the end, so you choose to do nothing?