Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

"I know you, in another... world? Maybe it's a world, you are monks, and I am from the same sect, a fellow Taoist. It sounds very dreamy, but if it's fake, and we are clearly meeting for the first time, your names can pop up in my mind, and some big and small details seem to keep reminding me of something..."

Lu Wensheng felt a little embarrassed as he spoke. He put down his arms and turned to look at Liu Jiqian. He found that the other party looked very serious, as if he was treating it as some kind of scientific problem. An indescribable feeling of shame suddenly came over him.

"Ahem, maybe I was too immersed in the dream, I was just talking, I can't take it seriously."

Liu Jiqian pondered for a while and said slowly: "Maybe we are fake? According to what you said, maybe it's just an illusion?"

Lu Wensheng: “Ah?” There’s no need to be so cruel and expel yourself from the “human race”, right?

"We exist in a constructed world. Who can guarantee that we, as 'components', know whether this world is real or not? You said there is a voice in your heart that is hinting at you. Maybe it is really reminding you not to confuse reality with illusion?"

Lu Wensheng didn't speak.

Liu Jiqian: "Do you have a deep impression of us in the world you mentioned? Can you remember the so-called details?"

"...I couldn't remember at first, but I just felt familiar with you. I somehow knew you. Now it's becoming clearer and clearer."

Therefore, this world is fake.

Lu Wensheng's thoughts were complicated. He had actually realized it a long time ago, hadn't he? But he still wanted to prove it. What did he want to prove? - In his heart, he actually wanted all this to be true.

"You must have heard a lot about reality and falsehood, such as: All appearances are false, all phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and lightning, so you should view them in this way. "Dream of Red Mansions" When falsehood is made true, true is also false, and where there is no action, there is also nothing.

The poem “Untitled” by Niao Ke comes without a trace and leaves without a trace, and the coming and going are the same thing. Bai Juyi wrote: “When dreams are floating things, floating life is a dream again…”

Lu Wensheng was startled. Didn't they hear it when they entered the empty city? Lu Wensheng felt that the hazy feeling became clearer.

Liu Jiqian: "The general meaning is that when you treat the false as true, the true will seem false. When you treat the non-existent as existing, the fabricated facts will still be illusory in the end."

Lu Wensheng stood up from his seat and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Liu Jiqian chuckled: "It seems that you have figured it out, but have you thought about it?"

Lu Wensheng sighed: "Fake is fake, even if you deceive yourself, it is still fake." Immersing yourself in a false world is nothing but deceiving yourself.

"In that world, we have a good relationship, right?" Liu Jiqian suddenly said.

Lu Wensheng paused, looked at "Liu Jiqian", and smiled brightly: "Very good."

Liu Jiqian smiled and said in a low voice: "Then I have good taste..."

After separating from Liu Jiqian, Lu Wensheng asked for leave from school and took the high-speed rail directly back home. Although he knew it was fake, Lu Wensheng still couldn't do the thing of running away without reporting.

Mother Deer, Father Deer, and even Lu Wen Ge who was supposed to be doing an internship outside were all there, as if they were waiting for him.

The illusion did not collapse because Lu Wensheng still had concerns in his heart. As he stepped into the house, the outside world collapsed as well, leaving only the space inside - the big tree at the door that he had remembered since he was a child, the rocking chair in the yard that carried his memories, the car that had been driven at home for almost twenty years... they all disappeared bit by bit, and finally all dissipated.

There was a bright door in the room open, and his relatives were standing beside it. Lu Wensheng walked towards the door, and the silent relatives spoke.

Mother Deer: "Baby, remember to take good care of yourself."

Deer Dad: "We will always be yours... You will have to rely on yourself from now on, so be good!"

Lu Wen Ge shouted anxiously: "Lu Wensheng, don't scream when scared by ghosts next time! Boys should be braver!"

Lu Wensheng paused.

Lu Wensheng still remembers that when he was in junior high school, he brought breakfast to people and earned a few hundred yuan. He then gave it to his mother. His mother forwarded it on WeChat Moments and said, "My baby son can make money now." After seeing it, he felt embarrassed and asked his mother not to post it - because it was not much money.

But the mother doesn’t think so, because she feels that the love her son gives her is a huge sum of money and deserves to be known by the whole world - the mother’s love for him is passionate and straightforward.

Although Dad Lu likes to joke with his children and play games with them, he will not say "love" as directly as Mom does. He will give silently, which is the extra money in the luggage, the things he helps carry for you, and the person who quietly comes to the camera when you video chat with Mom.

His father's love for him is more like the spring rain, moistening everything silently, and is like the sweet fragrance that lingers in the memory after sipping tea.

He and his sister would often quarrel, and he was often beaten by his sister when they were children. Lu Wen Ge would never say any caring words to him, nor would he praise him gently. Even when he praised him, he would make it sound sarcastic and liked to order him around at every turn.

But when he was bullied as a child, after Lu Wen Ge laughed at him, he would turn around and go find the person who bullied him to settle the score. When they grew up, the two siblings didn't fight much, but they would often quarrel.

However, Lu Wen Ge would bring him food every time he came back, saying that he was giving it to him as a reward because he couldn't finish it. In fact, the food was what he liked, and she felt awkward sharing it with him. "It's up to you, whether you want it or not," but she was secretly observing his reaction behind his back.

His sister's love for him is reflected in the details; it is awkward but strong.

The illusion is very real. The people who love you love you, they don’t even know it’s fake. They know every detail between you - but, in the end, it’s not them, and he has no chance to go back.

Lu Wensheng walked forward with his back to them and waved. He did not look back, but his eyes could not help but become moist.

Wiping his eyes, Lu Wensheng replied softly: "I'm leaving."

The seemingly dazzling light swallowed up Lu Wensheng little by little. Lu Wensheng walked forward unswervingly. They looked at his back with smiles in their eyes. There seemed to be a sigh, and his figure gradually disappeared.

"Go forward, don't look back—"

The cruel thing about this illusion is that it satisfies your deepest desires, but at the same time it is full of loopholes and hints at its irrationality everywhere, making you unable to bear to expose it and want to immerse yourself in it.

Who can tell what is true and what is false? As long as you are willing to believe, the false can also become true...

Because dreams are about life, and life is about dreams - it reminds people not to cling to the illusions of the real world, but to recognize the true nature of life and thus gain liberation...

The test of the illusion is not difficult, but in the end it is up to you to decide whether to expose this beautiful world - after all, it tells you how to escape from the illusion from the very beginning.