We all long for this world to have that deafening voice, we are all looking for such shocking words, erecting the tree of madman again and again, and treating turning over again and again as awakening.
Finally, it became clear that the world could not stand the cry of those who abandoned medicine and followed literature.
If such a sound were to come out, it would only be short-lived.
This is not a matter of sacrificing one's life for righteousness, but a prelude that must change.
What we need is not only that cry, but also the echo that keeps echoing after that.
——Huiying
At seven o'clock in the morning, at the old train station in the center of Xinzhou, which has a history of more than a hundred years, the confused Yi Tianyu, led by his uncle Yi Xiao, found Lin Shuwen who was looking around in the dilapidated old square.
"Uncle Fenghui, where are we going?"
"train."
"ah?"
After waving goodbye to Yi Xiao, Lin Shuwen took Yi Tianyu's hand and walked into the old train station.
Xinzhou Railway Station was established in 1904 in the Blue Star Calendar. It was one of the earliest railway stations built in China. It was originally the most densely populated public place. However, after the opening of Xinzhou East Railway Station, the crowd here became increasingly sparse, and in the end it was only
The remaining ordinary people, such as cheap migrant workers and students, are still squeezing into this station carrying large and small bags.
Of course, the crowd now includes these two temporary team members.
"Gu..."
Yi Tianyu screamed in agony in the passage where people were passing by each other, like a small boat in the ocean, as if he would be overturned by the crowd in the next second.
At this moment when he was distracted, Lin Shuwen, who was following him, noticed a restless hand quietly touching Yi Tianyu's pocket.
He did not issue a warning, nor did he make any protective action that humans could do. But after he succeeded, the young man who quietly touched his back and smiled half-heartedly found something familiar in his hand.
That's his trophy, and his... pocket cloth?
"Huh...huh... damn, I'm so crowded, why don't you go to the East Station and take the train!"
Since the pickpocketing was carried out after the security check, Yi Tianyu, who was breathing heavily, still didn't realize that his wallet had been taken away.
"Huh? Where's my ticket? No! My money..."
Lin Shuwen still wore a half-smiling smile and walked quietly past Yi Tianyu. In his hand, the familiar wallet was swinging up and down on his wrist.
Reflected in Yi Tianyu's eyes.
"Hello."
"how?"
The moment Lin Shuwen turned his head, Yi Tianyu, who had been staring at him, suddenly discovered the environment the two of them were in.
Maybe it was because the loss of his wallet activated his vigilance, or maybe because the arrival of a strange environment made him subconsciously observe his surroundings, when an inconsistent person appeared in the crowd that was originally going in the same direction with the same back.
When going retrograde, numb people will suddenly feel a certain sense of reality.
It is a sudden self-awakening or self-positioning, which can be generally summarized as: "feeling that I am alive in this world."
But this feeling only lasted a moment. After Lin Shuwen returned the wallet to Yi Tianyu, the two of them continued walking towards the waiting room on the tiles paved in the last century.
Yi Tianyu looked around. It was not because of his own curiosity, but because those scenes, repeated and eye-catching, caught his attention without warning:
People huddled in corners, people sitting in piles of luggage, people talking loudly on outdated mobile phones, and people sleeping on the floor with a mat spread out...
These people may be sloppy, decent, vicissitudes of life, or naive...
He will not be surprised or surprised by such a group of people, because the text has told him that these people represent life, or survival.
At the same time, because of the words, he knew that he should not examine their survival posture from the commanding heights.
"Any ideas?"
"We can't look at them from a certain vantage point due to a little bit of emotional fluctuations, right?"
Yi Tianyu rarely seized the opportunity to attack Lin Shuwen. His unhappiness yesterday and today made him eager to attack Lin Shuwen's words.
"But now, don't you still classify yourself and them into two categories?"
"!"
Lin Shuwen turned his head slightly, glanced at Yi Tianyu who was momentarily speechless, and continued:
"You are reminding yourself not to look at them from the commanding heights, but in fact, you are only standing at the same height as them. In your heart, you still regard yourself as another person on a different level from these people.
position, to examine them.”
"I don't. Chen Xin's articles have taught me, and my parents and uncles have also taught me to always treat any life that deserves respect with humility and respect."
"However, only if you subconsciously treat yourself as someone who is in a different position from this kind of life can you think of "treating them with humility."
Once again, the potential was pointed out, and Yi Tianyu silently closed his mouth.
"Passengers of train No. K0023 please..."
The sound of the broadcast diverted the two's attention. Lin Shuwen still had a half-smiling expression and led Yi Tianyu to start lining up at the ticket gate. In front of their team, the leader of the team could no longer be seen in the dense crowd.
Lin Shuwen grabbed Yi Tianyu's hand and began to consciously push forward the team of people who had changed their positions. Although they were still in the team aiming at the ticket gate, their movements and behaviors could be said to be completely different from those who gathered at the dragon's head.
Pushers compete to jump in line.
There was obviously a trace of disdain and embarrassment on Yi Tianyu's face, and his behavior at this moment had triggered his "spiritual mysophobia."
Just like a child who has always been taught to abide by the rules and is suddenly instigated and supported by his parents to break the rules, he is full of grievance and disdain.
But in the end, they will still do it, because children who yell about the rules will be taught that they are not smart.
Check in the ticket, go down the stairs, check the ticket, get on the bus.
After passing through one gap after another, the two finally sat down on the temporary seat occupied by the standing ticket passenger.
The train is starting.
"So, why are we going to Jiufeng City, which can be reached in more than an hour by intercity shuttle bus?"
Yi Tianyu's implication was that he was disgusted that Lin Shuwen had to go out of his way to squeeze into a train to go to such a nearby city.
At least for now, staying in this crowded carriage, enduring the strange smell and the annoyance of the trolleys and instant noodles passengers passing by from time to time, made Yi Tianyu's "mental mysophobia" attack again.
He curled up and leaned as close to the window as possible, trying to put himself in a position where he would not be in contact with anyone.
Lin Shuwen on the side saw his appearance and suddenly told a little secret about a certain writer:
"You know, I was once with Shu Wen
A very interesting thing happened when I took a train like this to travel a long distance."
"What's up?"
Yi Tianyu's interest was aroused, but after he glanced at the dusty workers around Lin Shuwen, he shrank back inside.
"That time, he held in his urine for thirteen hours from Xinzhou City to Hangjiang City."
"Ah? No way? You must be slandering Chen Xinda, but it's not impossible."
Yes, at this moment, Yi Tianyu has a certain reserve due to the dual effects of mood swings and biological clock (getting up to pee).
"At that time, I asked him: "Why don't you go to the toilet directly?" He looked aggrieved and said: "It's too troublesome."
Lin Shuwen glanced at the corridor around him that smelled of odor, sweat, and had no foothold at all, and recalled how he felt at that time.
His gaze remained unchanged and he continued:
"Because he is a very awkward person. He always likes to be at odds with himself. He is worried about causing trouble to others, so he will not complain. He is worried about colliding with the people around him, so he chooses not to move."
"In the first impression, these often symbolize his kindness or gentleness, but if you ask yourself, why doesn't he put himself in a special position?"
Lin Shuwen continued to speak, and among the noisy sounds around him, his low-pitched voice was accurately absorbed into Yi Tianyu's ears.
"Restrain yourself with the requirements of a saint or a good person, put a trap on yourself, and place yourself far away from most people. You want to show your good deeds to the public and gain their praise and admiration, but in order to maintain
My own, to put it simply, is "excellent" and acting a one-man show of self-satisfaction."
"He is such a person, and he lived like this until he awakened."
Lin Shuwen looked melancholy, staring ahead aimlessly, as if remembering his past. At this moment, Yi Tianyu suddenly began to doubt his true identity.
"Why do you know so clearly? This should be just your over-interpretation."
"Because he told me about it for several years. Yes, in the past few years when he had the signs of awakening and finally realized his self-awakening, he almost every day late at night, like those sour scholars in the music listening software, sang in my ears
I kept talking."
Lin Shuwen suddenly laughed, turned around and made a complementary joke to Yi Tianyu:
"Of course, it's a phone call."
"Well……"
Yi Tianyu turned his head and scratched his face in embarrassment after understanding the meaning of Lin Shuwen's supplement.
"I talk almost every night, from childhood to adulthood, and then from adulthood back to childhood, and then I tell novels and my own dreams..."
If it weren't for the fact that he doesn't like looking at his phone and reminiscing, Lin Shuwen would definitely become an excellent Yile top seed player.
Every day, especially before going to bed at 12 o'clock in the night, our classmate Lin Shuwen will take the initiative to think wildly, from writing stories to obscenity, from imagining the future to recalling the past. It can be said that more than 70% of his thoughts every day
My conscious time is spent thinking, imagining and deliberating.
Although people who are addicted to fantasy can easily see through the world of mortals and mature prematurely, there is a high probability that they will suffer from the problem of not distinguishing between reality and reality.
Habitually view the world from God's perspective, habitually put yourself in a different position from ordinary people.
Just like Yi Tianyu, who is now suffering from this disease because of words.