The old man sat on the bed and shrugged, indicating that he didn't understand what Victor was saying.
Victor curiously asked the old man's family why no one had come to visit him after several days.
"You know what you're asking, young man." The old man simply replied.
Victor remembered what the old man had said before and did not continue to ask further questions on this topic.
He fell on the soft pillow. His injured leg was still unable to move, and he seemed to be losing consciousness more and more.
At first, he did not realize the seriousness of this problem, and his thoughts were still focused on the current situation.
"Old man, have you ever heard of... parallel worlds?"
For some reason, Victor wanted to discuss some deeper issues with the old man, and he didn't care whether the other party understood.
Sure enough, the old man looked at him confused.
"You'd better stop thinking so much. It's best to see a psychiatrist and stop nagging."
Victor didn't listen to these words. He sat up with difficulty and said to the old man: "I'm thinking that if those memories are true, I may have experienced three lives, including now."
"You are just one person, how can you live three different lives? Are you reincarnated? Hahaha!"
Reincarnation?
Victor had never thought about this possibility.
However, based on the surrounding environment and the current level of technology, he does not think that he is reincarnated or anything.
"No...no, you may not understand. Let me explain." Victor danced and tried his best to make the old man understand what he was saying.
Perhaps he had been lying in bed for too long and he urgently needed to talk to someone.
"Suppose... I can eat barbecued pork, noodles, or steamed buns for dinner today. Then if I choose to eat barbecued pork, I will poop from barbecued pork, and if I eat noodles, I will poop from noodles.
, and if..."
Before he could finish his words, the young woman in the same ward made a sound of retching.
It turned out that the other party was really eating, and I couldn't help hearing this.
"Young man, can you give me a less disgusting example?" The old man couldn't help but snicker.
Victor also laughed awkwardly, thought for a moment, and then changed his explanation method.
"Well, let's say that I like a certain nurse here, then I can choose to have a good relationship with her, leave her contact information, and gradually get in touch with her after I leave the hospital. In the end, I might even be able to fall in love and ask her to marry me.
This way I will have a happy life."
"And if I am eager for quick success or extremely bold and make the other party feel disgusted, then I will definitely be labeled as a gangster or even arrested by the police. This is another bad life."
"These two lives depend on my choices. Maybe, maybe, the world will produce different results in my two choices, forming two timelines. In this way, wouldn't there be two worlds developing in parallel?
"
After he finished speaking, he felt that this explanation was not detailed, and as an old man, the other party might not be able to understand it.
Who knows, the old man issued a soul question: "If you say so, there will be many parallel worlds. Everyone's choices will lead to different results. A person will have countless parallel worlds in his life."
Is the world like this? Is it so complicated? How many people in the world...have such great abilities?"
Victor was stunned for a moment and said, "But it is indeed possible, isn't it?"
"I still think there is something wrong with your thinking. Young people, how can it be so complicated?" The old man obviously didn't like brain-burning questions.
Victor fell into thought.
At this time, the old man said again: "I think what you are talking about is more like telling a story. Do you understand? Making up a story."
"Then how do you explain that my memories are so real?"
"Does that mean it's true if you remember it clearly?"
Back to the issue they were arguing about, logic is actually a cycle.
Seeing that Victor still didn't give up, a nurse came to change the old man's dressing. The old man asked the nurse to bring him a pen and paper, and then asked Victor to come as close as possible.
Victor didn't know what he wanted to do, but the old man wrote on the paper: You like nurses - pursue nurses - get married - have children.
"Did you see that the so-called 'timeline' and parallel world you just talked about is actually only one paragraph and it's over. It's just a story that you made up."
Victor was confused. He found that what he thought the old man wouldn't understand was now something he couldn't understand.
Suddenly, the old man tore up the paper in equal proportions, disconnecting each paragraph of the narrative.
This behavior made Victor even more confused.
"Did you see it? Your story is messed up. If this is a world, then this world will be destroyed, and what if I do this..."
As the old man started, he rearranged the description: having children - you like the nurse - getting married - pursuing the nurse.
"What does this mean?"
Victor was confused by the old man's question.
"This is a mess and has no logic..."
The old man shook his head: "Why should we talk about logic? The world we live in and our lives are constantly changing. Aren't the past events reflected in the past just the deeds passed down by word of mouth?"
"But if you mess it up like this, there is no basic order, so how can it be considered real?" Victor suddenly felt that the old man was making fun of himself.
As a result, the old man gave Victor an eye-opening point of view.
"Everything depends on logic, so you can't understand. Since you believe that memory is real, what if those three life experiences actually happened in the same world?"
The old man picked up the pen and wrote a piece of Victor's experience in another world, and then wrote a piece of Victor's experience as a company employee before he traveled through time. He randomly found a gap and inserted them into the chaotic narrative.
"See? As time goes by, the historical record is a story, a collection of narratives, but it can be broken into pieces, reassembled, and even some weird stories can be stuffed into it to make you confused.
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confusion……
Victor was indeed confused now. He looked into the old man's eyes and felt that the other man was more of a lunatic than himself.
"It's impossible. It's still illogical. Suppose my mother gave birth to me - and I grew up. If you disrupt it like this, wouldn't it mean that I have grown up and my mother gave birth to me? This is unreasonable. If this
If it is the truth, then it can only be explained by the creation of parallel worlds that develop at different times."
The old man actually showed a speechless expression, as if he was saying that children cannot be taught...
He slapped his forehead and said: "Why are you so stupid... How can there be any parallel worlds that develop at different times? There is only one world. Because you disrupt the narrative, the stories will slowly be rearranged, and the results will exist at the same time.
, time itself is chaotic rather than linear! You can really grow up first, and then your mother will be you again. Young man, you have fallen into the trap of 'logic'..."