Huang Xiaobei asked Karl with a smile. Karl originally planned to answer directly, but seeing the fool in Huang Xiaobei's eyes, he chose another answer.
"The difference is just how we look at it."
Huang Xiaobei licked the corner of his mouth thoughtfully, then spat on the ground.
Fuck goodness!
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"Forget it, forget it, stop talking about it, what is good or not, it is useless to talk about it now."
"But I still want to say that I became like this because I saw too much and experienced too much. Do you believe it?"
After Karl thought for a moment, he replied seriously, "I believe it."
Huang Xiaobei was not surprised by this answer, but he still picked his ears disdainfully.
"Use all your magic eyes on me. I am willing to let you see what my previous experiences are. After reading them, you are telling me that the world is beautiful and that I should look at the world with love.
That’s bullshit.”
After saying that, Huang Xiaobei closed his eyes and openly presented his heart in front of Karl.
But Karl shook his head without any hesitation.
"Senior, there's no need for this. I said that I will never peek into your heart again."
Huang Xiaobei opened his eyes with a hidden smile, "Maybe you don't dare, right? My dear Master Carl, maybe you are afraid that your theory will be slapped in the face by me, right?"
Karl pushed up the frame of his sunglasses, "Senior, it's not that I don't dare, it's that I don't want to, but I will explain it to you in detail later."
"cut."
Huang Xiaobei curled his lips in disdain, and at the same time glanced at Karl's appearance of adhering to principles.
This guy is really inconsistent. From my point of view, it’s not that he didn’t want to, but he secretly finished reading it at some point. Don’t think I didn’t notice it. From just now to now, his eyes have always been there.
Take the blue light!
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"But after all these years, after all, I am still a cheap person."
Holding his arms, Huang Xiaobei turned his head and looked at the full moon in the sky with a smile, shrugged his shoulders and said.
"Even though I know that others don't want to talk to me, I still can't help but get closer to me. Even though I know that no one will help me, I still go to the door of other people's houses and kneel down and cry. Until they finally pick up the stick, I feel like a dog.
He ran away in the same way, but in the end he was crying every day, and the earth and the earth were not responding. He was hiding in the corner of the room, crying, hugging his father..."
Huang Xiaobei did not continue to speak out. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth with contempt, criticizing his past self.
"I don't want to see that kind of disgusting look in my life, you know? I don't want to do that kind of disgusting thing in my life anymore! To be honest, I don't hate others, because they don't owe me anything, I hate
It’s just you!”
Huang Xiaobei's eyes darkened.
If I could be better, if I could let people see a little bit of the future, I wouldn't have refused to help me with loan sharks, right?
A shadowy light shrouded Huang Xiaobei's facial features, and the sound of crisscrossing bones sounded.
"So I really hate my old self. I hate him very much. He is so mean!"
The nails of Huang Xiaobei's hands were almost embedded in the palms of his hands.
Karl pushed his frame thoughtfully. In this conversation, he had no dominant position at all. He was just a quiet listener.
What's more, in front of such a Huang Xiaobei, he didn't know what to say, or what he said was right.
Who doesn’t hate their past self?
we are the same.
It’s just that maybe he not only hates his past self, but also hates the indifference of this world, right?
When he was most desperate, no one helped him. On the contrary, he kept muttering all the most vicious words in his heart. So, why should he trust others?
If others treat him with indifference, can't he treat others with indifference?
Yes, it really can.
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Seeing that Karl didn't speak, Huang Xiaobei clapped his hands and laughed.
"By the way, you just mentioned sympathy. I have to say that this is a very interesting thing. Come on, let's imagine how sympathy everyone would have for people like me. It's hard to say, but I'll give it to you.
You act it out, and let you see how much sympathy I can get."
Without any warning, Huang Xiaobei stood up. Under Karl's astonished gaze, he held his chin and said with a delicate girlish look.
"Oh, Huang Xiaobei is so pitiful. He was not very good to begin with. Now that his father is dead, what do you think will happen to him in the future? He should go to the construction site to move bricks, right?"
Huang Xiaobei patted his chest and laughed until he was exhausted.
"It's also possible to pick up rags."
A treacherous look like a villain appeared on his face.
"Can't he play the guitar? Wouldn't he be able to make a living by playing cotton for others?"
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Taunting appears.
"It would be nice to be happy as soon as possible. He is going to die anyway, so what's the use of delaying for so many days, haha."
Anger is coming.
"Do I owe you anything? You are not done yet! Get out! Get out!!"
"Yes, yes, get out, get out, I should get out, I should get out as far away as possible, get out as far away as possible!"
"Hahaha! Hahaha!"
The overwhelming laughter came from the depths of his soul, and all kinds of characters appeared on the stage with his crazy facial features and twisted body.
He was smiling, smiling and pretending to be everyone who had ever fooled and ridiculed him. He was smiling happily, without any trace of sadness, and was even immersed in it.
"Hahaha! Ahahaha!"
Finally, along with the sharp laughter, many faces appeared on Huang Xiaobei's face, each face was different, but every face was laughing unbridled.
Laughing at the same person.
Karl watched quietly, quietly looking at the seemingly optimistic man in front of him, crazily mocking his former self and mocking him.
The wounds from the past were torn open by his own hands, and they were bloody and bloody.
He didn't seem to be Huang Xiaobei, he seemed to have become one of those faces, laughing with those people, mocking his former self.
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A group of people gathered around, laughing wildly at the person squatting on the ground in the middle, hugging his knees.
The person being laughed at could only tighten his body, bury his head in his knees, and tremble.
Ridicule poured into his ears, and shrill and mean voices enveloped him.
"Look, look at how stupid he looks."
"Poor Henyou."
"It's so pitiful. That pitiful look really makes people laugh."
A man squeezed into the crowd and looked at the guy who was being laughed at. The man was slightly startled and then started laughing.
"Really? He's stupid, doesn't he look funny? Hahaha, I think so too, I think too! It's so ridiculous, this guy is so ridiculous, it's so fun to see him like that."
Someone raised a question.
"You seem to look a lot like him?"
The man was rolling on the floor laughing.
"Because he is me, because he is who I was before! Why, can't I laugh at him? Can't I bully him with you?"
"Of course you can."
"Hahaha, ahhahaha!"
Huang Xiaobei didn't mind laughing at his past self, so much so that he bullied his past self even more harshly than others bullied his past self.
He spat on him, picked up stones and threw them on his head.
He would just hug his knees, lower his head and tremble, not daring to say anything.
"Hahaha, look at how stupid he is."
"Hahaha, it's ridiculous. It's so ridiculous. You just squat on the ground and bury your head in your knees. You are so useless. You are so worthless."
"Go to hell, go to hell!"
He hated the weak and good-for-nothing version of himself in the past, and hated the self that could only rely on begging for charity from others!
He hates everything he has done, he hates everything he has ever been!
Wouldn't it be fine without him? Wouldn't it be fine without him?
Right, right!
Amid the ferocious laughter that filled the sky, Huang Xiaobei clenched the dagger in his hand and walked step by step towards the person he had scolded and bullied. The madness in his eyes suddenly turned into reality.
"Go to hell, go to hell!"
Carl grabbed Huang Xiaobei's hand and stared at the crazy guy in front of him. Carl said solemnly: "Senior, it's okay. Your past is not as bad as you thought. I think you should calm down."
Huang Xiaobei shook off Karl's hand and said nonchalantly, "What's wrong? Can't I laugh at my past self? Is this considered a kind of growth? Come on, come and laugh at that fool too.
, I don’t mind, on the contrary, I’m very happy.”
"You are torturing yourself."
Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled.
"Really, you are torturing yourself. When you say that, I think he...is really pitiful."
You are so pitiful, even I am laughing at you, haha, you are so pitiful. (To be continued)