My Iyashikei Game

No matter how good a person's acting skills are, there is one person in this world that he can never deceive, and that is himself.

When you are used to pretending to be happy, that kind of optimism will be like a coat, as if you will become normal only by wearing it, and you will dare to leave the house and walk into the crowd.

The young man was surprised by what Han Fei said, he felt like he was talking about himself.

As a fairly well-known comedian, he is always so happy in public, but no one knows that he amused all the audience, but he can't make himself laugh out loud.

"Have you seen the content on my phone before?"

Han Fei knew what the young man was talking about, and he nodded.

Seeing Han Fei's admission, the young man was relieved, as if he had been acting for a long time. When he was exhausted physically and mentally, the director finally informed him that he would no longer be acting: "A comedian who brings happiness, but he thinks about it countless times in the middle of the night. It's ironic to leave."

The young man looked at the medicine bottle on the desk that he had not had time to put away. He no longer wanted to hide anything in front of Han Fei. This was a very strange feeling, as if the stranger who suddenly visited in front of him had the same experience as him. , they are the same people.

The two people in the room didn't speak again until there was sadness and music outside the room, and the cold wind blew into the room through the half-opened window.

The young man shuddered, but he still did not close the window, but looked at the night sky outside the window, as if the boy who had left was greeting him there.

"I have a doubt, should I ask?" Han Fei looked at the comedian who was similar to himself.

"you say."

"You have managed to have everything in your dreams and fulfilled all your wishes, why can't you laugh?" Han Fei is really curious, the comedian of 4064 seems to be another self, one who has not been exposed to "Perfect Life" , and finally rely on hard work to realize their dreams.

"I lost my smile when I was very young. I think that smile is the most precious thing in the world, so I want to let more people smile, see their smiling faces, maybe I can get my own smile back, I really thought so at the beginning." The young man slowly adjusted his emotions: "But it doesn't seem to be the case. I have done group performances for a long time, and I don't have any outstanding appearance or any background. To stand out from the crowd, you have to work harder. I tried a lot of funny things, but people didn't laugh, they seemed to see through my essence, I was a boring person at heart."

"Then how did you get on fire?"

"Because of an accident, it was a performance accident. The props team made a mistake, and the size of the set seven meters above the ground was wrong, and I did it strictly according to the script. As a result, I took half a step back. I fell from a height of seven meters. There was only a slight bump because of the safety rope, but the feeling of suddenly disappearing while reading the lines in a serious manner was really dramatic. I was dangling in the air with the safety rope tied. It's been a long time, and that should be the first time someone watched my performance and laughed out of nowhere."

Looking at the movie poster on the wall, the smile on the young man's face was a little stiff.

"The audience is not malicious, I know this very well, so at the time I thought it was good to be a crying clown. I comforted myself like this, but then I became more and more anxious, thinking about new jokes every night, gradually I started to lose sleep, and it seemed as if someone had flipped a switch in my mind, and in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt that the world was covered with a gray veil." The young man has become accustomed to smiling in front of outsiders. Muscles remember the look of a smile, they don't have to be happy at all, they still smile.

"Perhaps it would have been better if you had been a horror movie actor."

Han Fei sincerely suggested the other party, but the young man shook his head, he was as stubborn as Han Fei in some respects: "I didn't do comedy because I wanted to be an actor, I worked hard because I like to see smiles. to become a comedian."

During the conversation, the young man's mobile phone vibrated again. The group members in the happy community did not chat in the group. They seemed unwilling to turn the group chat into a place to vent their bad emotions. They just asked the young man in private. .

The cold light of the mobile phone screen reflected the young man's face, and he patiently replied to the messages of each group friend.

Han Fei stood beside him and stared at the young man, as if he was standing in front of a mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.

Under the guidance of the previous director, Han Fei became the director of Building No. 1 in Xingfu Community, and also inherited the administrator account.

He may lose his life at any time, and he is also doing his best to redeem the residents in the happy community.

The deep world is forever shrouded in darkness, and in the boundless darkness, Han Fei is like an inconspicuous firefly.

"Sorry, there is a lot of information today." After the young man apologized to Han Fei, he began to keep replying.

Maybe many people think that he is doing meaningless things, but he knows that it is the people in the world who have been insisting on doing these meaningless things, and many people who almost choose to leave will change their minds.

It's not about right or wrong, nor is it hypocritical.

They just understand a truth because they are constantly experiencing one thing.

Some people, in fact, you have already seen the last time, but you have not realized it yet.

Twenty minutes after the young man finished replying to the message, he was very sincere to each group friend, without any impatience. He seemed to use all the words he had saved in reality in chatting with group friends

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"Most of the group chats in Xingfu Community are patients. They hide in the corner of the world, relying on the warmth of each other to survive the winter of their souls. What I can do is to help them keep this home."

"Do you always use this reason to convince yourself to live seriously?" Han Fei's words were not gentle. This was the first time he used such a tone to speak to a "ghost" in the deep world.

"Reason for living?" The young man shook his head: "I'm not afraid of death, and I don't need a reason to live."

"Death is not scary. What is scary is that you are ready to leave before you have lived a good life. If you miss something, you really miss it, and you will never come back again, and there is no chance to regret it." Han Fei looked at the man, as if he was persuading the comedian, and as if he was talking to his past self.

He has never had such an opportunity, an opportunity to face his soul, face his heart.

Regarding the question of whether "Perfect Life" is a healing game, Han Fei thought he had found the answer at first, but now he has changed his mind.