unfortunate black cat

Chapter 11 Thunderstorm
Have you ever thought about the meaning of your existence?
I think everyone has probably thought about several similar questions at one time or another.

What is the result of your thinking?
Maybe we can check the answer.

Some people around me have put forward many kinds of answers:
For example, life is meaningless.

For example, people should live in the present.

For example, the value of life depends entirely on self-realization.

For example, emotional sustenance is more important than all wealth.

And all these answers, the direction where they finally converge.

It seems that they all accept themselves thoroughly, accept the way they have always lived, and acknowledge their value.

To put it more simply, it should be reconciliation with life.

Peacefully accept your imperfect self and your imperfect circumstances.

In this way, meaning, which can only be born in the subjective perspective, will naturally not be difficult to realize.

You can accept these four words yourself.

It's easy to say, but not so easy to do.

Throughout history, whether it is a collective group or a single individual.

In order to achieve long-term and healthy development, self-reflection is an essential process.

Then it’s fine if you don’t develop, since thinking will bring pain.

This is Jiang Sheng's lazy idea.

It wishes to become a cat, it seems that it wants to live without any worries like it is now.

In its view, life itself is a miracle that is difficult to replicate, and as long as it is alive, it is meaningful.

It's a pity that people's way of life is too tiring.

That's why it wants to change its way of life.

However, He Wen, who was only separated from it by a window, obviously didn't think so.

He always wonders whether the words and sentences he is struggling with really make sense.

Are these root causes of his pain really meaningful?

If he just spent the rest of his life in this way, would his life really be meaningful?

……

Outside the window, Jiang Sheng squatted on the windowsill doing nothing and stared blankly.

It wasn't in a hurry about being unable to enter the house.

Anyway, the wall in the physical sense can't stop its resentment at all, and the young man's computer is very close to the window.

So even if it stands outside the window, it can continue to absorb the "misfortune" on it.

The only thing to worry about is the situation that young people stay away from computers for a long time.

But it's nothing, if it doesn't work, Jiang Sheng can open the window and enter the house by himself.

Anyway, the windows and doors were unlocked, and with its strength, which was similar to that of a serval cat, it would not be able to push even a window.

But now, considering that the young man obviously doesn't want to see himself again.

Jiang Sheng decided to let him stay alone for a while.

If you can't bother him, don't bother him.

A week.

It only takes a week or so.

At that time, I will leave voluntarily.

Jiang Sheng has never been a gregarious "person", and he never thought about entering anyone's life.It just likes to walk on the edge of the crowd as always.

Come when you want to come, go when you want to go.Like most wild cats, they do whatever they want, without attachment or pursuit.

……

"Although, but, but..."

"However, but, but..."

"These words have been used before, what else can be used to carry on the vocabulary?"

"No, no, why can't you use it a second time after using it?"

"Because the same vocabulary, shouldn't it appear repeatedly in the same chapter?"

"Twice is it counted as repetition? There are no more than three things, and no more than three things. Do you know?"

"Three, then I used many words more than three times before, didn't I? For example, some, they, here, there, etc."

"Then go check it out, it's best to change them all."

"You're crazy, how much do you need to change? Yes, I shouldn't be entangled in these, how can I write a book if I am entangled in these."

"How can a person who can't even use the right words write a book?"

In the room, He Wen sat blankly in front of the computer desk, with countless quarrelsome soliloquy in his mind.

At this time, he began to write his own novel again.

And every time this happens, he will fall into self-doubt that he can't get rid of.

It seemed extremely difficult for him in such a situation to express it simply and clearly.

He wanted to write his own novel well, there's no question about that.

But also because of this.

Sometimes He Wen needs to be mentally prepared even to write.

Not to mention the difficult draft afterward.

This is not the right way to do it, the way is completely wrong.

He Wen actually understands this, but his mind seems to have gotten used to this way of thinking.

It has even been turned into a solidification step.

You have to think about every word and every sentence, and the next second you will turn your head and overturn the last second's decision.

He might be able to temporarily put these thoughts behind him.But when they piled up into mountains and collapsed.

He Wen will completely deny everything he wrote before.

He will feel that his article does not make sense, and in the end, he cannot continue to add to it.

It was a disheartened place, as if all emotions had been wiped away.

"No matter what, let's write it down first, at least finish today's content first. Please, stop arguing."

He Wen muttered, suppressing bursts of irritability.

At the same time, he tapped the center of his eyebrows heavily with the heel of his palm, as if by doing so, he could dispel all those noisy thoughts.

Then he put his thumb against his ribs again, hunched over in the seat, and took a deep breath.

As if in this way, he could suppress his anxiety.

He Wen wants to be calm.

I want to get back the simple fantasy of the past.

He wanted to find a "safe haven" that would allow him to forget his troubles.

It was a beautiful dreamland that allowed him to lie on the table and go to all over the world.

However, the real world is usually unwilling to believe in fantasy.

……

"Boom."

Probably in the midst of a deafening thunder.

He Wen didn't know how many times, he raised his head from the desk.

He realized it was going to rain again, as it always does in summer.Just come, don't wait.

I should have no clothes to dry outside.

He Wen thought.

Yesterday he was too tired to take a bath, and naturally he never changed his clothes.

Suddenly, he remembered the black cat who was unwilling to leave this morning.

That little guy must have left by now.

Convinced that the black cat could not have stayed on the window sill until now, the young man dragged his exhausted body and opened the curtains.

But the next moment, he saw a familiar figure outside the window.

……

Jiang Sheng thought that he would spend the night in the wind and rain today.

But before it fell asleep completely, the window above its head was pushed open.

In the window, stood a young man with bags under his eyes.

"Don't you know how to find a place to hide from the rain?"

The young man spoke dissatisfiedly, and stretched out his hand to pinch the back of Jiang Sheng's neck.

And Jiang Sheng didn't struggle.

Just let him lift himself into the house.

(End of this chapter)