I Create Weirdness in Parallel Worlds

"Because ordinary people only have this chance." Jiang Siwu said, "Wang Li is an innocent person. In the first action, he completely passively tested the 1 points given by the Tibetan Museum when he did nothing. It’s very basic to think about exploring and figure out your position, right?”

"I think I have two chances, so I act as I want. He really has confidence in you, but these two times are not the two times that Wang Li experienced. The matter about Xiang Siyi is just his reasoning, and... ...Did Wang Li ever think that you and him are two completely different people?"

"We are indeed different, because I can do 1000 times, 1 times, 1 million times better than him." Jiang Siwu said.

"I was wrong. I only knew that Wang Li was self-confident, but I didn't expect you to be so conceited." The painter said, in the rental building where all the corridor lights were turned on, the painter only felt that Jiang Siwu's appearance made people unable to look directly at him. halo.

"I like this world, I like the feeling of going back to the past, let me reborn into the most feared monster." Jiang Siwu said excitedly, stretching out his fingertips to leave long scratches on the wall .

The painter couldn't understand Jiang Siwu's thinking at all, and finally went back to the past. Even if the body became a primary school student, why should he be obsessed with going to school?

One with the mind of an adult who wants to go back to primary school....... The painter can't understand.

Jiang Siwu continued to take the painter downstairs, the lights in the entire corridor were already on, but no one commented on it.

This building has not been rented out in the fundamental sense. It is just the property divided by Jiang Siwu's parents after their divorce. I found that my father didn't care about how much property he could get, he cut at the speed of light, stayed away at the speed of light, and ran away with an inexplicable woman at the speed of light.

Jiang Siwu didn't have the slightest interest. She didn't want to think about the real future when she went back to the past, but silently brought the painter to the gate of the primary school.

"So what exactly are you trying to do?" asked the painter.

"There is nothing to do, nothing to want to do." Jiang Siwu said inscrutablely, and immediately stepped into the classroom.

Due to his appearance as an adult, the painter disappeared early and silently followed the primary school student Jiang Siwu.

Not long after Jiang Siwu stepped into the classroom, other students came to the classroom one after another.

Sitting in the last row, Jiang Siwu was surrounded by several elementary school boys who looked similar to her age, talking about you bastard, bastard, bastard without a father, your father doesn't want you anymore, and ran away with other women.

"This is really annoying. Don't these children have anyone to discipline them?" Jiang Siwu whispered softly.

The painter was very helpless, "Children's malice is the purest. They don't know what is right and wrong, but they can do bad things naturally."

"I just sigh because I have a mother, but no father to raise me." Jiang Siwu sighed with a young face, the most real crime, she can't avoid it, and she can't avoid it.

With the thinking of an adult, Jiang Siwu didn't care about the abuse surrounding her ears at all. Jiang Siwu just sat quietly on the seat and gently stroked her left arm with her right hand. Five faint white marks appeared on her young face. And fair skin.

"If there is anything in this world that can make people shut up, it is sudden pain. Compared to any communication, compared to any rational discussion, only pain can make uneducated people shut up the most. It is better to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages." Human instinct." Jiang Siwu said darkly, but only for the painter.

"Well, I didn't expect that I would deal with a few elementary school students." The painter seemed very helpless, but if he used Jiang Siwu's method to leave ugly paw prints on the faces of these children, then forget it.

The painter stepped forward and grabbed the flesh on the backs of these children, without much effort, the unreasonable pain easily made the wicked children shut their mouths and disperse like frightened birds and beasts.

"It's only one out of ten." Jiang Siwu said disgustedly, "I have to prepare for the exam, and I don't want anyone to disturb me."

The painter just looked at Jiang Siwu with the thinking of an adult, but he was facing the enemy of the elementary school exams. Even if the painter was a person hundreds of years ago, he would understand how ridiculous and absurd this was, but Jiang Siwu I did it very seriously, as if my body had turned into a primary school student, and my mind had returned to the primary school period.

Unable to get rid of Jiang Siwu, the painter had to accompany Jiang Siwu to take the exam at school.

It's really weird. Usually, whether it's on the road of redemption or the road of purifying the heart, what the painter sees is either murder and arson, or doing other messy things, but the only challenge on Jiang Siwu is the elementary school exam. .

"Isn't there any ghosts in your past, some supernatural events and the like? Generally speaking, if an innocent person really wants to be eligible to grant their wish, it will basically involve more than a dozen lives. You are an ordinary person in modern times, in the world in the painting, it’s okay if something about you involves two or three lives.” Said the painter.

"Human life, what is that, how important is human life? Human life is just the most insignificant thing in this world. When you are alive, can you read other people's thoughts? Can you see other people's thoughts in this world? ?” Jiang Siwu, who was walking on the road with his schoolbag on his back after the exam, was very relaxed, with a happy expression on his face, which was completely different from the bitterness and hatred before.

"Sometimes you think that people are alive, but they are alive. If you can't know the thoughts of other people, then how do you know whether these people are no different from those animals that you eat in this world, the only use , probably means that other people can talk to you and communicate with you." Jiang Siwu Tongzhen said.

"Your outlook on life is a bit distorted, right? Human beings are human beings. Why do you compare humans with animals? But you are right about one thing. If you really use this metaphor to compare humans with animals, Maybe it means being able to spit out other people's words." The painter was speechless.

"Whatever you say about me is good. I never care what anyone in this world thinks of me. I will always be excellent and absolute. I will take root and grow up in this world and stand firm." Jiang Siwu said, suddenly Pulled a wad of money out of his pocket.

She took a few hundred yuan bills in her hand and went to the vegetable market, saying that she was helping her mother to run errands to buy vegetables, and soon she was welcomed by uncles, aunts, grandparents, and vendors in the vegetable market greeted Jiang Siwu warmly.

Holding the whole 100 in his hand is also the most suitable for being taken advantage of, and he doesn't understand anything.

When Jiang Siwu finished purchasing, she weighed the bag of pork in her hand, "It's one catty less than the three catties of meat I said before, and the price is more than ten yuan more expensive than what I usually sell to others."

"If your sense of body is right, why don't you just say it?" the painter asked.

"Are you an idiot? The weights are all in front of you. They just think that I, a little girl, can't understand, so they deliberately don't use electronic scales." Jiang Siwu said.

"But if you can see it, why didn't you just say it?"

"I don't spend my time arguing with profiteers," Jiang Siwu said.

"Then it's right to use it in elementary school and elementary school students' fighting spirit..."

"They always think it's the first time they come, that kids don't know what's right and what's wrong, like this whole place, if they don't come here often, they don't know what the real price is. ..." Jiang Siwu lowered his head and said.

"What's the matter with you, weren't you quite energetic just now?" the painter asked, "If you feel that you have made a mistake, you can speed up immediately. Wouldn’t it be nice to do something more meaningful while buying vegetables in the market?”

Jiang Siwu raised his head and sighed, "Meaning is something that depends on the individual. If a person thinks something is meaningful, then meaningless things will also become meaningful, and some people think that meaningful things are not. Meaning, then meaningful things will become meaningless."

"Don't count on the meaning of what you insist on, it must be meaningful in the eyes of others, just like you now, you don't understand what I'm doing at all, even if you already know about my past, know my Because of the divorce from my father, my mother fell into a certain degree of depression and autism, but you always said that you wanted me to repair my relationship with my mother during the trial, but you didn't understand at all. The whole thing brought me influences."

"You don't know anything at all, you can't stand in the same position as me, you can't empathize with me, you just speak unilaterally, so what I think is meaningful will naturally become meaningless in your eyes significance."

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"If you keep talking like this, I'm really going to be stunned by you." The painter seemed to have a headache, but fortunately, they have absolute priority in this world. Being noticed by anyone greatly eased the painter's embarrassment.

"But the trial is not used in this way. This is an opportunity that is hard to get. After completing the trial, you can ask for a wish from the library. You can make any wish. No matter what kind of pain or helplessness happened in the past, What kind of tragedy, as long as you become the owner of the collection, you can easily heal it." said the painter.

Jiang Siwu was not in the mood for this at all. He just took the vegetables he bought earlier and cooked them skillfully.

The painter looked at Jiang Siwu's young posture, but she was not unaccustomed to it. Even if the stove was much higher than her body, she could easily find materials in the room and build a small one under her feet. platform for cooking.

It seems that it has been repeated many times, and it has become a habit that has been deeply engraved in her body.

In Jiang Siwu's body, she didn't have that kind of stiffness at all because her body suddenly became a child, so all her movements became unfamiliar. Instead, everything flowed smoothly.

After a while, four dishes and one soup were prepared by Jiang Siwu, braised pork ribs, stewed meat with eggplant, squirrel fish, fried Qingjiang vegetables, and served with black-bone chicken and mushroom soup.

It can be said that Jiang Siwu's dishes are very complicated, rich in cuisine, and balanced in nutrition. Basically, there are those who fly in the sky, those who run on the ground, and those who swim in the water.

"It's just two people, and in the world in the painting, it doesn't matter if you don't eat?" The painter was very puzzled.

Jiang Siwu ignored the painter and came to the living room and shouted to Jiang Liuhui who was still watching TV: "Mom, come and eat quickly."

Jiang Siwu placed the dishes neatly on the dining table. The dining room is not far from the living room. She just sat at the table and waited quietly, waiting until the steaming food gradually became warmer. Cool, and gradually from warm to cold.

The football broadcast was still broadcast on the TV, and Jiang Liuhui was still watching the TV intently.

The painter seemed very puzzled, "Isn't it that there is no change throughout the day? Could it be that this is a loophole in the collection, and a wrong world has been born? This is the inevitable breakthrough that Wang Li said?"

Just when the painter was puzzled, Jiang Liuhui got up, didn't even look at the food on the dining table, just picked it up nearby, chewed and swallowed silently.

"There is still no change..." Sitting opposite Jiang Siwu, his pure eyes were full of smiles, showing infinite love in his eyes.

Chapter 417 Chapter 380 Chapter VII Wu Sijiang

Unknowingly, time keeps passing, it seems to pass very slowly, but the painter feels that it is very fast.

The artist doesn't know how many days he spent in the world in Jiang Siwu's painting, whether it was one or two days, or three or four days, or five or six days...

No matter how time passes, whether the past is fast or slow, for the painter, the passing time is like a blunt knife sharpening his heart.

Who would have thought that he, a facilitator rather than a performer, would worry about the passage of time?

Just because the fact that he met with Jiang Siwu was too weird, before the assistance started, the artist was just a bystander. In this world, he was like a ghost most of the time, unable to be captured by human vision.

The painter can clearly see that Jiang Siwu goes to elementary school every day, studies hard, and acts like a good boy in class.

If there are other blind people who want to bully Jiang Siwu, she will always order the painter to help drive away those uneducated children.

The painter doesn't know the point of doing this at all, but even so, he still has to do it, because this is the job of the assistant.

Whenever entering the world in the painting, each person's past is different, and their identities and actions are naturally different. Some Jiang Siwu became a primary school student, and naturally some became a performer who became a patient, and some became a younger child. actor actress......

But even so, the painter still couldn't understand what Jiang Siwu was thinking, who had adult thinking but still had to go back to elementary school to study and compete with elementary school students.

Even if he knew part of Jiang Siwu's past, the artist couldn't understand what she was longing for.

The world in the painting became weird under Jiang Siwu's actions, not to mention the weird communication between Jiang Siwu and Jiang Liuhui every day after school.

Jiang Siwu would get up early every day to make breakfast. Jiang Siwu and the painter in the painting world did not need to eat or rest.

Jiang Siwu couldn't fall asleep even at night. Instead, he studied the recipes seriously. In the morning, Jiang Siwu would prepare breakfast and put it on the dining table. After class, Jiang Siwu in the evening will continue to prepare an elaborate dinner.

Jiang Siwu would go to the vegetable market every day to collect materials, and even the people in the vegetable market had gradually become familiar with this girl, and they were sloppy in their communication with her, so as to forget the people who made people in the past few days. Unpleasant shopping experience.

Jiang Siwu didn't take this matter to heart at all, and still prepared three meals a day for Jiang Liuhui day after day.

However, Jiang Liuhui, in addition to getting up and washing every day, would just stay in the living room and watch TV. No matter what the program on the TV is, when the TV is turned on, just press the remote control twice to switch to whatever channel and watch whatever. channel, the screen is full of snowflakes, Jiang Liuhui will always watch something, slowly from dawn to night.

When she felt hungry in the middle, Jiang Liuhui would find something to eat by herself, but the time was not fixed, which made every breakfast, lunch and dinner carefully prepared by Jiang Siwu always become cold and lose their original taste.

After several attempts, Jiang Siwu quickly learned how to be good. He always figured out in advance when Jiang Liuhui was hungry. Jiang Siwu sat opposite with happy eyes.

Jiang Siwu and Jiang Liuhui lived under the same roof, but Jiang Liuhui never saw her.

And this is the origin of the world in the painting. It is precisely because of the broken relationship between her parents that Jiang Liuhui suffers from depression.

The depressed woman had no time to take care of her child, and even turned a blind eye to her greetings, always staring straight ahead aimlessly, as if she was looking for the existence of a certain person from a long distance away.

But it is obvious that the eyes of ordinary human beings do not have any penetrating power. Even if Jiang Liuhui tries to see something, at most she just loses focus of her eyes. She can't see anything, only her brain is still recalling the past she is obsessed with. .

"How long will we continue to live like this?" The painter didn't quite understand. They were two people whose blood was thicker than water, but there was almost no communication in such a small space. No matter what Jiang Siwu said, her mother would not Will respond to her, only Jiang Siwu is still happy to do the same job every day with a smile.

Finally one day, the painter couldn't help but asked Jiang Siwu, "Is there something wrong with your spirit?"

"Is there? What's wrong with my spirit? I never think I have any mental problem." Jiang Siwu smiled and waited for Jiang Liuhui in front of him, watching Jiang Liuhui eat the lunch he had prepared today.

"It's getting late, I'm going to class." Jiang Siwu lifted the small schoolbag and said, "Speaking of which, this world is really more beautiful than I imagined, not only can I directly make those things that I haven't seen before. Place, let everything follow the normal logic, it is also a perfect replica of my previous life, I like this world."

"You mean, those people in the vegetable market and school?" The painter explained, "This is not a world reproduced through your memory, a perfect world about your past, in fact, the collection intercepted you The past experience, in simple terms, is to let you go back to the real past, but the collection separates this short period of past as a special time singularity."

"What you do at this time singularity will not affect your past, nor will it affect your future. What really affects you is your mood at the moment, so I will ask you, your spirit Is there something wrong, otherwise, no matter whether it is success or failure, if there is a mental problem, it will be very regrettable." The painter explained in a rare way.

The painter himself didn't know why he suddenly cared about this elementary school student. Obviously, he wished that the helpers Wang Li had hired would fail one after another and be trapped in the library one after another.

"An independent past, that is to say, the current me is really going back to the past, but this past will not affect my life, that is to say, if I return to reality, I am still in reality in a foreign country. Jiang Siwu who worked hard in a foreign land?"

"That's right, otherwise, what do you think it is? Or do you want to stay here forever, which is not acceptable." The painter said.

"I never said I would stay in this world forever, just escaping is not enough, I used to have no ability, but now I have the right to know the truth." Jiang Siwu said, looking at the time on her phone, "Go to school. "

When Jiang Siwu came to the corridor, the entire rental building was still brightly lit. She still had no intention of turning off the lights, but just picked up the black umbrella in the corridor.

"What are you doing with the umbrella?" asked the painter.

Jiang Siwu didn't respond to him, but just went all the way to school.

This afternoon seems to be a special day, every student came to the school with their parents.