The group gods who retired to fish in Genshin Impact

Chapter 1546 The most important thing for a person in this world is to die. I still don't belie

What did I say? What did I say? I said there are a lot of idiots these days. Damn it. This afternoon, it's all a bunch of idiots.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about how many idiots there are on the Internet, I'm talking about how many idiots I saw in the store this afternoon.

You should all be aware of this. I watch over my own store every afternoon, and normally I write while watching over the store. Even if I can't finish most of it, I can write about half of it. Then I can write faster and go to bed earlier when I get home at night.

Because of my busy schedule recently, I make props in the morning, look after the store in the afternoon, and come back to write in the evening, which makes my schedule completely messed up.

I went back to the situation before when I only slept four or five hours a day, going to bed at two or three in the morning, and getting up at six or seven in the morning.

As a result, my headache, which had finally healed, got worse and relapsed again.

I was already feeling upset, and today the people at home insisted on asking those two questions.

I was already in a bad mood and didn't expect them to understand me, so I told them the truth that I hadn't slept well in the past few days and had stayed up late, going to bed at two or three in the morning, and the heat from staying up late had come back.

I was already in a bad mood, so I had to ask an extra question. The answer was not at all unexpected to me.

Even when my family members ask me questions, I can already imagine how they will answer me next.

It’s still the familiar sentence: “Who can you blame for staying up late? You’re not staying up late for others, so can you blame others for staying up late yourself?

You didn’t make props and write novels for us.”

Haha, after listening to this a few times, I no longer feel any waves in my heart. The first time I heard it, my heart ached so much that I couldn't breathe. It felt like someone was holding my heart and wanted to crush it.

In the end, I became more and more numb. Even today when I heard this sentence, my heart really didn't move at all. Not to mention the pain, it didn't even feel like it was beating.

No matter what I did in this family, whether it was for this family or not, I always got this sentence: "It's not for this family, it's for yourself."

It's not for this family, it's not for this family. I have nothing to do and waste several hours every afternoon. I stay in the store from 12 o'clock to eight or nine o'clock, wasting so much time.

I can't do anything on my own, I can't even find a job. I want to go out and learn something from others, but I can't. I want to go out to work out, but I can't.

I even have to cut down on my sleeping time.

Just to try to maintain balance in the day, but every time I get the answer that I'm only doing this for myself, not for this family.

From the first time I felt heartbroken, half of my body was numb and I couldn't move or breathe. Later, I was so numb that even my heart didn't even bother to beat.

I know their answers very well. I know all the reasons for the quarrels every day, the reasons they use to criticize me, and the reasons they use to prove that I am not doing this for this family. I know them very well.

No matter what I say or what they say, I can guess what the next response will be.

Anyway, everything I do in this family is unimportant, it's the same as not doing anything. Even though I have worked in the store for two years, I did it for myself, not for others. This is always the case.

All the efforts in this family are not made for them, but always for myself. They can be very tired, they can be so tired that they can get angry at others and ask others to stop bothering them.

But no matter how tired I am, even if I am so tired that I can fall asleep while standing, or so tired that I can't walk steadily and may fall down the stairs at any time, I am not tired.

Damn, I've had enough of living in this house.

When you have money, he always treats you as your beloved. When you have no money, he would smile to his dog instead of me.

When they needed me, they called me in a friendly way. When the work was done, they no longer needed me. If I came within 2 meters of them, I would be disturbing them.

I didn't learn anything in this family. The most important thing I learned was how to become more and more cold-blooded step by step, to have a smaller and smaller sense of family, and to have less and less feelings for my parents.

In the past, I would worry when they got sick or had a skin scrape, but now I don’t care what happens to them and I even feel a little happy.

What a good way to educate your children.

I usually don’t say anything harsh about family ties, but to be honest, at this moment today, I really don’t feel any worries at all in this family.

The only purpose of my living in this family is to pay back the debt, because I have settled the account, the account of living in this family.

So from that day on, my entire purpose of living in this house was just to pay off the debt first.

In this family, helping with household chores is not considered work; it's called being idle.

Your three meals a day in this house need to be included in the living expenses, and living in this house also needs to be included in the living expenses.

What a great family! They didn’t teach me anything, but made me more and more cold-blooded.

The more I learn, the more I understand about people, and the more I feel that people and families are completely hopeless.

No matter what kind of family it is.

What happened at home at noon really irritated me, causing me to be in a bad state for the whole afternoon. Plus, I should have been sitting there peacefully typing, but now typing is just like complaining.

But I still wanted to calm down and write well, but one after another, they kept yelling and whining in the store, taking 5 or 10 minutes to buy something worth one or two dollars, and still kept asking questions.

As soon as one side leaves, another side comes in, and the cycle continues endlessly.

And every time it happens after I open the typing software, someone comes to the door as soon as I open the typing software.

Then he kept procrastinating until I closed the typing software, and then he bought the things and left.

Then I reopened the typing software the next second, and another one came in, and the cycle continued indefinitely.

It's as if they are all against me. When I don't open the typing software, nothing happens. But as soon as I open it, someone comes and keeps writing until you lose patience and close the software. Then he buys something and leaves, and then I see that the things he bought cost only one or two yuan, or two or three yuan.

My already bad mood got even worse.

And especially this afternoon a group of kids came in and made so much noise that my already uncomfortable head felt like it was going to explode, and the ones who were made more noise felt like they were going to explode in the next second.

They are not here to buy anything, they are here purely to torture you.

He's screaming there, and then he'll ask you again every time he gets something. If you ignore him, he'll keep asking, and he can't hear you clearly when you answer him, but he'll still be there.

They answer two or three times every time and then keep dithering there, not leaving for more than ten minutes. I really want to twist their heads off.

Really, I'm really fucking annoyed by this.

I like solitude and quietness. In my room, there is a piece of paper with the word "quiet" written by myself. It has been hanging in my room for 5 years and finally rotted away due to weathering of the paper.

Although I didn't write a new one and post it there, there was a word "静" (quiet) that I had carved with a knife on the wall before, but it couldn't be seen unless you looked carefully.

What I have always advocated is that I have my relatives and you have your fun. Before I want to join in your fun, please don't throw your fun into my quiet circle and disturb my rest without permission.

I am the type of person who likes to eat hotpot, watch movies, play games, go to amusement parks, go shopping, and do whatever I do alone.

But all the jobs I do require me to interact with more people and see more idiots.

Treating my low blood pressure every day.

Sometimes I really want to give up all my ideological restrictions, all my moral conscience, take a knife and go to the street to randomly kill a bunch of people.

Then he would either be shot or shot after being tried and that would be the end of it.

Damn it, the more I live in this world, the less I want to live.

Many people nowadays are very annoying. They just have to get close to you to show their concern and kindness, regardless of whether you need it or not, and regardless of whether you care or not.

Don’t I know what my problem is? Do I need your concern?

For no reason, you have to come up and talk about everything you see. Can you be happier or can I be happier?

Let me give you an example. Ever since I was infected with fire poison, the cysts on my head rotted away and left scars. Every day when I go to the store, there are people I don't recognize who insist on picking on that scar to get to the bottom of it.

What's going on with my head? It has nothing to do with you. I just have a human face sore on my head. It can speak, but it has nothing to do with you. Why is there so much trouble?

If you ignore him, he will talk for a long time. If you pay attention to him, he will talk even more excitedly.

As if I know you very well, do I need you to remind me that I have a scar on my head? Do I need you to remind me that I have a bald spot on my head?

I really want to use a knife to cut open all those cysts, leaving a few big scars, and then shave my head every day.

If there are any idiots who keep complaining, I will say that I just got out of prison for labor reform, so don't mess with me. If you mess with me again, I will sew your mouth shut and stuff your head up your ass, fuck you.

It's so annoying. I haven't been sleeping well these past few days and I'm in a bad mood. My family is like a stranger now, and my friends are having problems. It's so annoying.

Several of the good friends I used to play with have all fallen out recently. Damn it, it’s like once I have new friends, the old friends don’t matter anymore.

When it comes to making friends, I really consider timing and chemistry.

Basically, you only feel good at first sight, and then after a long period of communication, it may take a year or even two or three years to confirm the other person's character.

Especially after you have become familiar with each other’s daily conversation and status, then decide whether you can make friends with this person.

So generally speaking, the friends I can make and those who can add me as friends are basically those who get along well with me and we get along really well.

That's my friend, so I cherish every friend. But there's a saying that goes, people's hearts always change.

There is a special thing between me and my earliest friends. We don’t message each other every day, nor do we reply immediately. Sometimes it may take months or even years for us to reply to a message.

The two parties may contact each other once or twice a month at most, or even not at all for several years at most.

This is how I get along with my friends. I also have a group of friends who I made relatively early. How would I describe some of them?

Anyway, I have been in society, the world I see has become bigger, I have come into contact with more people, and my thoughts have also changed.

From being able to talk about everything in the beginning to gradually drifting apart, it was basically what I expected.

I will use the examples of these friends to illustrate. I will not mention their names and will use nicknames instead.

What should we use to refer to the first one? Let’s call it No. 1.

Number One and I have known each other for about seven or eight years.

Then I am the kind of person who, the more important someone is to me, the less I remember about him or her.

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