Xiao Lin of the apocalypse system

Chapter 115

Mu Zhe shook his head with a smile, leaned against the wooden table legs behind him, and closed his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his boundless mind was like the scene of an explosion, a lot of things surged up one after another, and while Mu Zhe neatly organized them, he couldn't help but think about other things.

Well, they are two dumb kids, cute and cute.

After watching for so many days, Mu Zhe couldn't help wondering again whether they didn't live in the same world as him at all.

Their world and thinking are so simple and transparent, if you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, without even a little pretense.

Is it unnecessary, or simply disdainful?
Mu Zhe frowned slightly, maybe it was both.

It is precisely because they have an incomparably straightforward world that they don't need it, and they don't bother to make false claims.

There are no lies, no deceit, and no duplicity. You can judge the most direct likes and dislikes directly from their words, and you can also go straight to the depths of their hearts through even some too black and white eyes.

It was as if all the tricks and duplicity were ineffective against them, those tricks seemed to have hit an invisible barrier and couldn't work at all.

In fact, Mu Zhe understood that there was no obstacle at all, but that the other party simply couldn't understand, and couldn't comprehend those twists and turns, so he would directly choose to ignore it.

From Mu Zhe's point of view, this kind of straightforward interpersonal communication is simply inconceivable; correspondingly, from Xiao Lin and 003's point of view, the kind of life that requires nine twists and eighteen times to even ask hello is also the same. Incredible.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhe couldn't help chuckling, a little self-deprecating.

After thinking about it, I thought too much.

Mu Zhe suddenly felt a little envious of those two children who were sitting around the fire, whispering some silly conversations.

Such a life should be quite easy, right?

You don't have to think too much, just express your thoughts straightforwardly, and don't care about the hooks.

Well, is there no day for intrigue?

Mu Zhe continued to close his eyes and think for a while, then sighed helplessly, he couldn't even imagine it.

What would it be like to live such a simple and straightforward life?
Zheye, as everyone calls him, has always been a very rational person. He can clearly distinguish ideals from reality, even more sophisticated than a machine.

From the moment he was born, countless burdens fell on his shoulders, like maggots on the tarsus, which he couldn't shake off.

Of course, Mu Zhe never thought of getting rid of them.

He will not give up everything for the so-called illusory freedom and happiness like those so-called young ladies and young masters who pursue freedom in some novels.

How ridiculous it is to be rich in fine clothes and fine food, but dislike the heaviness of the golden wings.

Now that you enjoy the power, you must pay the obligation, which is fair, isn't it?

free?happiness?
Mu Zhe never thinks that those hazy things are worth giving up, because there is no so-called perfection in this world.

Fairy tales are deceptive, and even if there are fairy tales in real life, they were written by Andersen.

The kind of bloody so-called "happiness" that married the princess after killing the king.

After stripping off the beautiful clothes, what is exposed is not necessarily a beautiful carcass, but more likely an ugly skeleton that people can't avoid.

Reality will always be crueler and more generous than we imagined, as long as you are cruel enough to yourself.

And Mu Zhe's ruthlessness always surprises others.

He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself.

So he got far more than his peers.

By accident, Mu Zhe asked softly, "Ah Jiu, have you ever regretted it?"

Even if he didn't open his eyes, Mu Zhe could still feel the eyes of Lao Jiu and Lao Liu.

And this kind of question is obviously not suitable for a guy like Lao Liu who has his guts to the end. Even if he asks, the other party will probably only reply with a confused "ah".

Lao Jiu never expected that Mu Zhe would suddenly throw such a question at him. The smile that hadn't faded away froze for a moment, and then melted instantly, leaving only a very faint trace like snow piled up next to the fire.

He looked at Xiao Lin and 003 by the fire, and said calmly, "I don't regret it." After a pause, he added, "However, occasionally I regret it."

Life is such a bastard thing, there is no room for you to regret it, and naturally there is no need to regret it.

Only those who are alive are qualified to speak, and only those who are alive are qualified to think.

Mu Zhe was silent for a while, glanced at him with a smile, nodded, and closed his eyes again, "Well, that's not bad."

Nothing to regret.

The road that should be taken must continue to go on.

Mu Zhe seemed to be in a good mood with his eyes closed, his right index finger tapped on his upturned leg, his body that had been tense all the time relaxed, and his indifferent eyebrows and eyes were relieved.

Lao Jiu glanced at him a few times, "Master Zhe, are you happy?"

"Happy?" Mu Zhe paused his fingers, and asked back, his eyes didn't open, but the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he nodded in a bewildered manner, "Hmm."

Forget it, why bother moaning without illness, have you ever regretted it?
After thinking about it for a while, it was indescribably relaxed.

The atmosphere of the dinner was unspeakably good. The most direct expression was that Xue Liang, who was sitting across from Xue Bing, felt that the temperature of Brother Mu's body had risen a lot tonight.

The moderately hard and soft rice is steaming, and the aroma of rice and rich meat are mixed together to form the most wonderful symphony in the world.

The thick broth is poured over the rice, and then a pinch of rice grains is squeezed into the mouth. The wonderful taste instantly conquers every taste bud.

After taking only one mouthful of Lao Liu, he was speechless, with tears in his eyes, he freed up a hand, and slapped Lao Ba's back for a while, slurring his words, "Mynah, my brother's love for you!" The feeling of admiration is really like the water of the Yellow River, cough cough cough!"

Okay, I spoke too hastily, the rice particles choked in my throat, and my face turned liver-colored in the blink of an eye.

Seeing his earth-shattering cough, Lao Ba quickly protected his bowl, then raised his leg, kicked the fellow away, and at the same time said with undisguised disgust, "Saliva spewed out so fucking , then break away and go outside to eat!"

In the end, Mu Zhe and the others had a small half pot of broth left, and Xiao Lin and 003 still had half a pot of meat left, so they put it under the wall.When I woke up the next day, I saw, haha, pure natural jelly!
Everyone was smoked by the aroma of oil cakes.

Xue Bing slept for four hours, and got up in the middle of the night to bake pancakes.

(End of this chapter)