Chapter 747 She Is Not Real Lychee!

Lychee appeared, still in the same position and with the same painting style. It seemed that even the dark clouds slowly stacking up in the sky were no different from the last time.

Oh, there is still a difference, that is, Old Shen, a walk-on, successfully hit Su Bai's Poussin with his car last time, but this time Su Bai did not give the walk-on a chance to speak or show his face, and directly took the entire van with him. He was frozen and didn't even give him a line.

Once upon a time, dramas were popular all over the world, but with the development of technology, dramas have gradually begun to become small and refreshing snacks with niche tastes, and no longer become the mainstream of entertainment.

Movies, TV series and other story presentation modes that have more audio-visual impact and a sense of substitution are more popular among people. Compared with them, dramas seem a bit boring and simple, and it also makes people feel a little easy to act out.

At this time, Su Bai had this feeling. He felt that the location he was in was not a day highly cloned by the broadcast, but a drama stage.

Moreover, it is a drama stage for a middle school.

Rough, simple, abstract, monotonous......

The little guy, Jixiang, the monk, Gyatso, Old Man Shen and even lychee, to Su Bai, are just simple props on the stage.

Day after day, boring.

How much sense of identification and involvement can you have with a prop?

Su Bai was indeed a little overconfident. In fact, on the first day, he roughly guessed that the broadcast was similar to the "One Day Prisoner" drama. But at that time, Su Bai felt that he should be able to last for dozens of rounds or even Hundreds of rounds, because Su Bai had absolute confidence in his perverted willpower.

But Su Bai found that he was wrong, and very wrong.

For the first time, Su Bai hugged the little guy when he woke up. At that time, Su Bai knew it was a lie, but he still wanted to use the false things here to comfort his heart.

However, human emotions are not an endless stream of sea water after all. They are time-sensitive and very precious. The second or third time, when Su Bai was too lazy to use emotions to comfort him and had no emotions to continue to comfort him freshly. , the false things gradually begin to turn into something abominable in your eyes.

The little guy, Ji Xiang, the monk and a series of other characters are fake. Even if they are very real, they are indeed fake. Li Zhi’s disturbance and many variables make Su Bai unable to keep a calm mind and think about it. And conditioning, this is a kind of struggle and rejection that is difficult to describe in words. Generally speaking, it is difficult for people who have not personally experienced this kind of thing to understand this feeling.

But now, Lychee appears, proving that the first possibility is wrong. There is no mastermind behind the scenes among Gyatso and the monk. For Su Bai, today's matter, or today's task, has actually been completed.

Maybe, what the broadcast wants to see is this scene, and what the broadcast wants to get is this feeling.

Su Bai was too lazy to think about it, because many times, you think a lot, but the only thing you should do is actually the only thing. Many people want to be a dandelion and scatter it in the wind, but after waking up, they still have to continue walking on the subway to work. , life is like this, life is like this.

The broadcaster originally deliberately let the bloody corpse have his wife die in front of him in an extremely bloody way but was unable to do anything. However, it may be because of the pursuit of the so-called story, so this trick was not used equally on Su Bai. Of course, it was also Maybe because he saw on the radio that Su Bai could continue to hold on despite experiencing so many successive blows, he felt that the blood corpse method might not be suitable for Su Bai. Therefore, the punitive story world became It looks like this.

It makes you tired of your past interpersonal network, makes you deny your past, makes you reject your former self, and makes you choose to eliminate your past.

This world of punishment stories does not ask you to die. In fact, the real big fear, direct death, really cannot be ranked. There are countless pains and various sufferings in the world, some of which make people feel that life is worse than death.

The fact that so many people commit suicide every year is the best proof. Obviously, death is not the biggest fear. When the two evils meet, some people often feel that death is so lovely. They are also glad that they still have life. Death can be chosen.

Broadcasting designed this story world for punishment, and it punished the real Su Bai. It allowed Su Bai to begin to transform in this punishment story world, break all ties, and completely become another person.

When the outline of a person's character is smoothed, when a person abandons his past self, then, even if the DNA of this new personality has not changed in any way, can you still think that it is the same person as before?

Lychee appeared, and Su Bai stretched out his hand and gently placed it on his forehead.

At this moment, the monk suddenly turned his head and saw Su Bai standing behind him, casually preparing to commit suicide. According to the monk's character, he would not have said something in a hurry, because the monk was very good at being a person and knew when. He should say something, but the monk had no choice. He knew what his current status was.

When today ends and a new day begins, then he will become a "silly white sweet" again. If he doesn't say some things now, he will have no chance.

"Su Bai, I know you have suffered a lot," the monk said.

Su Bai was stunned for a moment, not in a hurry to crush his soul.

At this time, Lychee had already come over, and Jixiang screamed and rushed over, with some hesitation, but soon, Lychee waved his finger, and Jixiang flew out in a bloody mess, and landed heavily on the ground.

At this time, both Gyatso and the monk had their backs to the approaching Lychee, and they seemed not to take the menacing Lychee seriously at all.

In fact, it is indeed the case. The two eminent monks both know their current identity. They do not have the boring secondary thoughts of complaining that they are clones and are false, and then explode the small universe and plan to kill them back to destroy the original body and replace them.

Su Bai stopped and looked at the monk.

"If you want to give up, then all the hardships you have suffered before will be in vain." The monk said meaningfully, and then he was bounced away. He was not injured, but was swept away directly, and the little guy was swept away from the monk. It fell from his hand and was caught by Gyatso.

"No matter how many roads there are, in the end, you still have to walk back to yourself." Gyatso said this while holding the little guy.

Immediately, Gyatso was also ejected, and the little guy fell into Lychee's hands.

Lychee looked at Su Bai, her eyes slightly focused, because she discovered something was very wrong.

The two eminent monks did not resist, because they knew that in the face of absolute power, it did not matter whether they resisted or not, and it was certain that Lychee would not kill the audience.

However, it was obvious that both of them were swatted away like flies in a very shameful manner, but before they were swatted away, they still gave each of Su Bai a mouthful of chicken soup in a serious manner.

Su Bai looked at Lychee standing in front of him, and Lychee was also looking at him.

Immediately, Su Bai still exerted force with his palms, and his soul dissipated by itself.

When suicide becomes more and more a habit, when self-abandonment becomes more and more an instinct, Su Bai actually knows in his heart that this is where the real torture and torture lies.

Every suicide and every boredom is actually like a drug that will make you sink deeper and deeper.

However, Su Bai still chose to commit suicide.

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"morning."

In the bathroom, the monk said hello to Su Bai while washing his face.

"Monk, call Gyatso and come with us." Su Bai said concisely and to the point.

When the monk and Gyatso walked to the living room, they found Su Bai sitting at the coffee table. There was a notebook on the coffee table. What was written on it was actually the equation that the monk had written last time.

But now the monk doesn't know what it means.

Su Bai patiently told the whole story. In the end, Su Bai took a pen and marked the three circled positions of "Su Bai", "Auspicious" and "House Formation" just like the monk did last time. For a moment.

"I, Jixiang, house formation, when these three conditions are consistent, Lychee will not come to kidnap the little guy." Su Bai said.

But at this time, everything seemed to be a replica of yesterday. The monk and Gyatso were first interested in their own identities, and they began to touch themselves again...

Su Bai patiently waited for the two of them to finish touching each other. He also went to pick up the express delivery and then left it at the entrance door.

When Su Bai came back, Su Bai saw that the monk and Gyatso were both deep in thought.

"Dabai, last time today, I didn't say what this second possibility would mean if it were true?" the monk asked.

Su Bai shook his head.

The monk gave a wry smile and sighed, "You should have asked me to think about everything last time. This would save you some trouble."

Su Bai was silent, waiting for the monk to think. This equation was listed by the monk, so he only needed to give the monk time, he could figure it out and get the answer.

Gyatso looked at Su Bai with interest and said, "Dabai, how do you feel now?"

Su Bai took a deep breath, suppressed the impatience surging in his heart, and said, "I don't feel anything."

"Oh." Gyatso nodded, "I just feel that you really don't look like yourself anymore. It doesn't just refer to the change in strength."

Su Bai did not continue to respond. He seemed not to want to discuss such matters with Gyatso.

The little guy was still sleeping in the bedroom, and Su Bai didn't take him out this time.

Finally, the monk picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and slapped his palm on the coffee table.

"Huh... I understand, this poor monk understands. Once this second result is established, there is only one biggest and most intuitive possibility.

That is,

This lychee,

She is not a real Lychee! ! ! "