(Fourth update today. I went to the hospital today and my health is not very good.)
Because I was too tired, I didn’t even think about dreaming. This was also a sign of laziness.
"So, you had the beginning of the dream yourself." Li Qiye couldn't help but smile and said lightly: "Then the rest of the dream was left to others."
"Everyone is keen on dreaming. Let's make the golden dream come true together." The middle-aged man said lazily, feeling that there was no problem with this.
"You are not like this now." Li Qiye said leisurely.
"Oh, the reality is that life is too tiring." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Why do you have to dream? It's so good to be a salty fish, and you don't even have to stand up."
"Have you ever thought about being your old self?" Li Qiye said slowly.
"I don't want to-" Li Qiye asked this, but the middle-aged man refused and said: "That is so tiring, so tiring. I don't know how many lifetimes, I don't know how many epochs, and finally I don't even have a hair." Didn’t get any.”
Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh when he looked at him, and said lightly: "What if I can get something? For example, the original destiny of Taichu."
“I don’t want to—” the middle-aged man shook his head and refused, saying, “That’s none of my business.”
"Fight against the sky and dominate the world forever." Li Qiye said leisurely.
At this time, the middle-aged man glanced at Li Qiye slowly and said: "You have done so well, why do you want me to do it? Just do it."
"This is really okay." Li Qiye couldn't help but be startled when he heard such words, and then he couldn't help but laugh and said: "There seems to be nothing wrong with it."
"There's nothing wrong with it. Since someone is suffering for you, why should you bother yourself and let others do it?" The middle-aged man said confidently: "If he does a good job, I will applaud him. If he does a bad job, I will applaud him." Well, that’s because he’s such a waste.”
"What about yourself?" Li Qiye looked at the middle-aged man and said leisurely.
"I'm a waste." The middle-aged man said confidently: "What's wrong with me being a waste, but you can't be a waste, don't you know, otherwise, others won't have a chance to dream. Of course you have to hold up this world. ”
"What this loser said makes sense." The skull couldn't help but agree with the middle-aged man's words.
The middle-aged man glanced at the skull and said, "If you want to lie down, you can lie flat. It's comfortable. As long as you lie flat, others will do the hard work."
"Don't you want to pursue some meaning?" Li Qiye said leisurely: "After all, you had many ambitions in your previous life."
"The past life is the past life, and now is now. Moreover, I am just dreaming now." The middle-aged man said confidently: "Since I am just here to dream, why should I work so hard to dream? Dreams are always You will wake up, you have been working hard for most of your life in the dream, and when you wake up, you have nothing, so why should I work so hard."
"What if I'm always in a dream?" Li Qiye said with a faint smile.
The middle-aged man said happily: "That couldn't be better. In this dream, I can lie down, lie down, lie down."
"Then it's not your dream." The skull said.
"It doesn't matter whose dream it is." The middle-aged man said lazily: "Anyway, I can just lie down and let others die. It doesn't matter if it's not my dream."
"What if dreams can come true?" Li Qiye said with a faint smile.
"No." The middle-aged man glanced at Li Qiye, shook his head, and said, "Let's just dream, dreams are pretty good."
"Why not?" Li Qiye said calmly.
"What is the reality? Either become the King of Riches or become an old thing." The middle-aged man said confidently: "The King of Riches has already done it, and he doesn't want to do it. As for becoming an old thing?"
Having said this, the middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye and said: "Even if you don't have to see how hard it is for the old man, you will know it just by looking at you. Isn't this just like living like you?"
"As if living like me is a tragedy." Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh.
"It's not a tragedy, but it's about right." The middle-aged man said lazily: "You worked so hard, what did you get in the end?"
"Self." Li Qiye smiled lightly.
"That's okay, I am myself now." The middle-aged man said lazily: "Is it true that only those who have achieved something can be called themselves?"
"That's not true." Li Qiye shook his head gently and said, "In pursuit of oneself, everyone is oneself."
"Yes, I just want to be a salted fish, a salted fish that won't stand up. This is myself." The middle-aged man said confidently: "Trash, that is also a kind of self."
"Yes, waste is also a kind of self." Li Qiye couldn't help but sigh and said.
"So, have you ever wavered?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye.
"Why are you shaking?" Li Qiye couldn't help but smile lightly.
"Self?" The middle-aged man said lazily: "You go through so much hardship and risk everything to move forward and chase yourself. Have you never thought about it, or that the other person is the self?"
Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh and said, "When you say this, I doubt it."
After laughing, Li Qiye shook his head gently and said: "I have never wavered, I am who I am, this is me, this is my self."
"Not necessarily." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Look, how many selves I have, and each one of them is different. I think my current self is the best. I can win everyone even if I lie flat. Even thieves can win."
"It's a pity that you couldn't defeat him." The skull couldn't help but glance at him and said.
Li Qiye nodded, smiled, and said leisurely: "That's right, you didn't win by lying down, this is just your dream."
"Whatever." The middle-aged man didn't care at all and said lazily: "Let others do the hard work. I can't burden myself with anything. Just screw others."
"Dreams always have to end." Li Qiye said with a smile.
"Why does it have to end?" The middle-aged man glared and said, "I made an agreement with Fugui and the others. If I don't have a dream, they can't drag me out."
"Should I drag you out?" Li Qiye said leisurely.
"Damn--" The middle-aged man was really frightened by Li Qiye's words and said: "Do you still have humanity, can't you let me lay my body here?"
"Lie down, I'm afraid you will die." Li Qiye said lightly.
The middle-aged man didn't care at all and said leisurely: "If it's gone, it's gone. It's not a big deal if there's one less piece of trash in the world."
"It's a pity that this is not the human world." Li Qiye said lightly: "Dreams will eventually end."
"Dreams will eventually end." The middle-aged man couldn't help but stared at his roof in a daze.
After a while, the middle-aged man couldn't help but look at Li Qiye and said, "Are you tired?"
"Tired-" Li Qiye nodded.
The middle-aged man nodded gently and said, "I understand. I was also so tired in my last life, but I shouldn't be as tired as you."
"No matter how tired you are, the road will eventually go on." Li Qiye said calmly.
"So what?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye, disapprovingly, and said: "You have walked so far, so what can you do? The world should despise you or despise you. You are the mastermind behind the Nine Realms, the Bloody Hand Butcher , no one will recognize that you are trying to save their world, and no one will be grateful to you for all your tiredness and hard work."
Li Qiye smiled and said lightly: "I am not the savior, and what I do is not to save the world, but to save myself. If you can save the world by yourself, it is just a law, you can do it casually."
"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong." When the middle-aged man heard Li Qiye's words, he couldn't help but think about it carefully and murmured: "I didn't seem to think so before."
"Then what did you think before?" Li Qiye looked at the middle-aged man.
"I have thought about everything, and even thought about letting others die." The middle-aged man said: "Why should I be tired? All living beings, that is their life."
"What a life." Li Qiye couldn't help but smile and said: "That's life. This sentence can make a perfect excuse for everything."
"What else? It's better to blame others than to blame yourself." The middle-aged man said lazily: "No matter how hard you try and how tired you are, in the end you can't escape these consequences, then let others die. Why?" To do this well.”
"So, this often leads to darkness." Li Qiye smiled.
"That's none of my business." The middle-aged man said with a smile: "What seems dark to others is a kind of darkness to us, because they have to endure this kind of suffering, so this is their darkness. To us, For those who have fallen into darkness, this is a kind of delicacy and a kind of happiness. In his eyes, what is the difference between such darkness and light?"
"Everyone's honey is my frost." Li Qiye said with emotion.
"That's right." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "So, why are you so tired? Just go to hell with others."
Li Qiye couldn't help but laugh, shook his head gently, and said: "Unfortunately, your words cannot encourage me, I am still me."
"So, you have done such a good job, I just lie down." The middle-aged man said confidently: "I think if someone takes over and does better than me, what else do you need me to do. You do your thing , I’ll lie down on mine, and if you’re done, I’ll give you a thumbs up.”
"You are so lazy, how can you still like it?" The skull looked at him and said.
"Hey, don't worry about it so much. If I like it in my heart, it means I like it, don't you think?" The middle-aged man looked at Li Qiye and said.
"There seems to be nothing wrong." Li Qiye nodded and said, "It's also a kind of tiredness to turn over."
(End of chapter)
