Every day, I look at my current appearance through the mirror.

Gradually,

Before we knew it,

You have forgotten what you were like,

It has been completely replaced by the new role now;

No wonder I felt a strange familiarity when I first heard this sound from afar.

Own,

It has gradually blurred my voice and my past.

The person in the video,

It's exactly who I am.

Wearing a burgundy suit, he was full of energy and confidence, and he also spoke with a strong incitement, theory, research, self-righteous evidence and judgments one after another.

Liang Chuan slowly sat down on the steps. He didn't put his hands together. He just looked at the projection on the wall seriously.

Look,

The past self.

There are many things that he can no longer go back, and he didn't think about going back, his previous identity, his previous life, and his past.

It’s not that Liang Chuan is worried that the so-called incident will be taken to the state for slice research after it happens, but that he has become a little indifferent.

After walking on the road of the Yellow Springs, there are few people who cannot be taken lightly. Liang Chuan is very satisfied with his current identity and is also very content with his current role.

What he wants is to solve the problem of eating and sleeping by himself. People are indeed not satisfied, but what makes people better than animals is that they know how to "degree". In the process of pursuing inability to satisfy themselves, they know when to stop.

After the video was played ten minutes later, Liang Chuan stood up silently and prepared to leave. To be honest, at this time, he had forgotten the headless young man standing at the entrance of the library, and he did not react even when he passed the three head sculptures.

"gentlemen."

It was still the woman's voice, Liang Chuan stopped.

"Sir, please come with me."

The woman was still wearing a mask and her voice seemed a little cold. This coldness was different from the feeling she felt last time. This time, she was obviously a little alert.

Liang Chuan nodded and walked to the other side of the library with the woman, which should be an office area.

The woman opened the office door, walked in, took off the mask on her face, placed it on the desk, revealing a delicate face.

It’s not like a lotus. In fact, women are wearing heavy makeup, but they don’t mind at all. Instead, they have a perfect feeling. Many men say they like you without makeup, but they just say it.

"Please sit."

The woman motioned Liang Chuan to sit in front of her.

Liang Chuan sat down, reached out and took off his mask.

"I'm curious, sir, what is your purpose in entering here?"

The woman did not introduce herself. Perhaps, she thought it was necessary to introduce herself to Liang Chuan. Moreover, Liang Chuan was still a person who came in with "silence".

Liang Chuan closed his eyes for a while, and he wanted to temporarily disperse the images of his past from his mind.

"You guys are illegal."

Liang Chuan said calmly.

The woman narrowed her eyes, and she couldn't understand the brain circuit of the man sitting in front of her.

"We are just reading and dating parties." The woman's slender nails gently pressed the pen in her hand and continued: "Sir, are you a reporter?"

"Enthian citizens."

The woman smiled and said, "No matter what purpose you are for, we hope you can respect the rules here. This is a private place and is not suitable for outsiders without permission and invitation. I hope you can understand.

Today's matters can be forgotten.

but,

Next, no examples.”

This is also a warning.

"Okay." Liang Chuan nodded and said nothing.

"Then I'll send you away sir."

The woman stood up and prepared to see the guests off.

The library is not a pure library, but as Liang Chuan saw along the way, it is not as extreme as imagined. Except for the sculptures of the three heads, the rest are at most just playing the edge ball.

Liang Chuan also stood up and happened to see a photo of the woman placing on the desk.

The woman in the photo also looks a little immature, like a little girl who has just walked out of the campus. When she smiles, she has a pair of cute dimples. Beside her is a man with a delicate suit and a confident smile.

It was the man who gave the speech in the video, Liang Chuan’s original self.

When Liang Chuan saw this photo, he paused for a few seconds and finally recognized who the woman was.

This little girl who had to follow her at the beginning just because she listened to her speech. Now, four or five years have passed and she has become mature and capable.

"Sir?" the woman reminded.

"This organization should not be held in the future." Liang Chuan said.

"This is our own business, isn't it?" The woman was slightly dissatisfied. Her patience was good enough, but Liang Chuan's expression as if nothing had happened actually touched the string that was angry in her heart every moment.

"Where did the three human head sculptures at the entrance come from?" Liang Chuan asked.

"Sir, you have so many questions." The woman didn't plan to answer, and even, gradually, she lost her desire to be perfunctory.

"If you don't tell me the answer, the police will come and ask you later."

"Okay, the sculptures were sent by a carving carving from Rongcheng. We customize a batch of human head sculptures from him every other month. Our mentor once said that the entrance to hell is a path full of human heads. They will look at you, look forward to your turn, and then rush up and swallow you.

The carving master, whose surname is Zhu, has his own carving hall called Zhumen Carving."

Woman reaches out and pokes on a black cover book on the desk,

"This is the tutor's book, called "The Origin of Hell". If you are interested, you can lend it to you. Of course, if you want to continue participating in our activities, I can also introduce you to apply for a membership card so that you can come in openly."

"Thanks."

Liang Chuan picked up the book on the table.

Honestly,

A while ago, he was still watching Dante's "Divine Comedy", mocking how this literary and artistic young man hundreds of years ago fantasized about hell, but he completely forgot that he was also a young man who was a waiter, and he had a lot of joy.

In a blink of an eye, things and people have changed.

After taking the book, Liang Chuan was about to leave. The woman personally sent him to the door and watched Liang Chuan walk out. When Liang Chuan's figure disappeared on the street, the woman picked up her cell phone and called a phone number.

"Hey, Yuecheng, is there anything wrong?"

"A outsider came to the library today." The woman replied.

"Police or reporter?" asked the man on the other end of the phone. He knew the library's activities, which was a bit beyond the rules, but everything was within the scope of explanation. Of course, trouble is trouble after all.

"I don't know." The woman replied.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while and said, "Yuecheng, the tutor has been gone for almost four years." The implication is that it can be over.

"The mentor said that he would come back, and death is definitely not his end."

"Liu Yuecheng!" The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone emphasized his tone, "I will give you money and conditions to continue running his so-called community because I am afraid that you will be sad and sad.

But I don't want my daughter to really become like that lunatic!

That guy is a complete liar!

If it weren't for your mother's death, I wouldn't have been fooled by that liar and believed his so-called fallacies!

He told us that there is a way to be resurrected when a person dies, but what about?

He has been dead for four years.

Resurrection?”

yes,

Four years have passed,

You're not back yet

Those who believed in you at the beginning also lost confidence.

Only a few simple ones remain, and they continue to persevere.

……………………

Liang Chuan sat in the teahouse all afternoon, and he was a little frightened and uneasy. Inadvertently, he broke into his previous life circle, but he himself did not have any precautions in advance.

When people live in this society, they need to have their own positioning. Once this positioning becomes vague and deviate, it will cause a series of influences.
To be continued...