[Comprehensive] There is a problem in this world

Between having and not having, there is a boy.

Sith stood under the road sign, and the words came to mind naturally.

He knew what the words were.In Armenian fairy tales, the narrators like to start with this sentence, the world originated between being and nothing, after that, those mysterious and absurd stories are woven into the needle and thread in the murmur of the fire and the old woman, Passed down in the family memory through word of mouth.

But he doesn't understand this.

These feelings, similar to the secret and delicate feelings, are like the zigzag lines on the map, which he is not familiar with and understands.

And he didn't—don't want to understand.

This town is called Gravity Spring, which is the information he heard before.He hugged the computer and plugged in the earphones and nestled in the soft fabric. The sound of water flowing came from the pool under the window, and the shadows of the stars were elongated by the light cast by the setting sun, and they crossed the floor and came to him.

He stared at the edge of the shadow, carefully moving away with ten thousand vigilance, but he caught a glimpse of the side face facing the setting sun from the corner of his eye, a little smile bloomed on his lips, like a flower, and the afterglow adorned her slender eyelashes, Fragments of light rippling in the bottom of his eyes.

He paused the movie, and listened intently to the small sounds from the pool—water escaping and water droplets splashing, submerged submerged words, meaningless modal particles, not as powerful as in the movie, trivial, mediocre, like human beings themselves.

No... like life itself.

The words on the road signs have little meaning, all Sith can do is to determine his position based on this.Although the restriction was partly lifted, he still couldn't go too far away... But he didn't know what was the driving force for him to turn off the computer.

In short, the fact is that he left the hotel with a map that he could not understand, and the uneasiness of a pet being released suddenly.At first, Sith searched in the direction he drifted away, but after wasting the whole morning, he found that the direction he drifted away was still changing with time.

Then, as expected, he got lost.

The only good news is that he still found a human gathering place. The experience he got from the movie told him that he could ask people for directions when he lost his way, but Sith was a little hesitant about this—it was placed a month ago to ask human beings ?He would never have thought of it.

He stood at the intersection of the town for a long time, before cautiously entering the town.

The targets are young human females, the type of humans who are more talkative.Sith was very clear about his goal, and started searching when he entered the town.It's just that it's too late, and the bustling town during the day is almost asleep, and there are almost no people on the streets, let alone single women.

With a map in his pocket, he walked around the town a few times, but Sith still couldn't find anyone who could ask him the way. On the contrary, the town became quieter and quieter.The few lights went out one after another, and the faint voice of people gradually faded away. He stood under the streetlight, and his fingers pinching the map became tighter and tighter.

Sith was a little dazed.

Before turning off the computer, he was playing The Elder Scrolls 5, and in this game, someone would come up to him and ask him to help them find someone.He didn't quite understand why he wanted to help them find someone, so he always refused directly.

He doesn't understand why he plays this game, because he walks in the mountains, fields, rivers and forests every day, encounters strange creatures, escapes or is chased and killed... Randomly break into strange caves and mausoleums, encounter To the ghouls that jump out suddenly, run away or be chased and killed... look for houses and hotels along the road, hear the dragon's roar in the air, run away or be chased and killed... the cycle repeats.

Later, someone talked to him, someone taught him to fight, someone gave him a task, and someone said "thank you" to him.

Still later, he seemed to start to know what to do.

It took him two days to learn to communicate with the people in the game, but after that, the world was still quite difficult for him.

And traveling in the sky... or lost for a long time, Sith gradually understood those missing people, so he found them back according to his memory, told those people that he would find their relatives for them, and then took his own Great sword hit the road.

However, for a person who does not know the way, the journey of finding is really difficult enough, but in the process of traveling, he has seen more scenery, watched scenes of joys and sorrows between people, and gradually felt that such a world Not bad.

There was a burst of talking and laughing behind him, Sith turned around, the closed store door was opened a crack, colorful lights leaked out from the crack of the door, a red-haired girl in a down jacket and a green plaid shirt turned around and bid farewell to the companion behind the door , turned around and saw Sith looking at her.

"Oh, hi, good evening." The girl greeted naturally.

Sith nodded.

He watched the girl put one hand in the pocket of her jeans, bent down to unlock the bicycle lock next to the street lamp, raised her leg and was about to leave, when he suddenly said, "Where is the Brant Hot Spring Hotel?"

The red-haired girl was wearing earphones, and she turned to look at him when she heard the words: "Dude, if you want to get help, you have to be polite."

"Polite?" Sith frowned.

"You have to at least say 'please,'" the girl pointed at him, "don't you know that?"

Sith shook his head, paused, and nodded again.

"Can you get help just by saying 'please'?" This is a bit different from the game, but it does follow this principle in the movie... Most of the time, sometimes other means can also get help.

"Most of the time," the girl shrugged, "the rest depends on many factors."

Sith: "Like."

After thinking about it, he felt that this seemed a little blunt, so he asked again in a different tone: "For example?"

The girl laughed "ha": "You're so funny, man. OK, like the time, the weather, the music on the headphones, the smell of the food... a lot of factors, right?"

...that's a lot.

It wasn't the first time that Sith felt a certain fear of the incomprehension of human beings.

He has a vague view of human beings from movies, and a shallow understanding of human beings from games, and finally transfers these cognitions to reality, and uses this knowledge to study the only template around him, but he still feels clueless.

He's been lost long enough.

"Please," he said, "please show me the way to Brant Springs Hotel, I don't want to get lost again."

"Lost?" The girl froze for a moment, thought for a while, and patted the back seat of the car, "Forget it, I'll take you there. Are you a foreigner?"

"Yeah." Sith nodded.

"My name is Wendy. How about you?"

Sith was observing this kind of vehicle that he only knew from movies, and when he heard Wendy's question, he answered seriously: "Sith." At the end, he added: "The one in Star Wars."

"Oh, that's really handsome."

……

The bicycle was running crookedly in the snow, and the wheels and snow made a rattling noise. Wendy pedaled hard, driving the two of them up the hillside, and stopped in front of the hot spring hotel not long after.

After Wendy delivered him, he rode away. Seeing her disappearing at the corner of the mountain road, Sis stood for a long time before turning around and walking towards the hot spring hotel.

After a while, he stared at the locked front door and pursed his lips.

The dark red energy dissipated from his fingertips, Sith stretched out his fingers and poked the door lock, and the door lock opened with a click.

At this moment, there was a loud bang upstairs on the side of the hotel, followed by the glass bursting.

Pushing the counterfeit goods out of the window, Zhong Zixing clicked his tongue, and rushed to the glass window that was missing several pieces of square and square, jumped out of the hole, turned up the pixels to prevent the air from becoming an obstacle to him, and faced the The black-haired young man who was struggling to get up from the ground fell straight down.

She saw the other party's pupils shrunk, and rolled on the spot in embarrassment, avoiding being hit in the face by her kick.

For the other party's reaction, Zhong Zixing had expected it. When she landed, she staggered, rolled around on the ground, supported the ground with her backhand, jumped up, chased up and punched the young man.

Sith said that she can control anything she perceives, and Zhong Zixing has tried it, and it still works on people, but she is not very comfortable with the idea of ​​"becoming the master of a free-will life", so facing the counterfeit , Her first thought was torture to extract a confession.

... However, before she could deal with the counterfeit for a few words, when she saw that the hair rope tied to the ponytail was removed and turned into a leather whip, the other party's expression changed suddenly, and he dropped a few words of unknown meaning, and his figure was about to shatter in a blink of an eye.

Zhong Zixing didn't know his purpose yet, so when he saw this, he subconsciously locked the space around him, and in the next second he simply drove him out of the room.

...In that case, we can only grab and beat him hard.

The punch that was thrown out hit the layers of mosaics, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, the tightly packed mosaics remained motionless, and then exploded.

Like a chain effect, the young man's legs were suddenly shattered even though he hadn't been hit by the wind of the fist.

Zhong Zixing's expression remained unchanged, he tilted his head, and slowly put down his hands.

Just like she thought... the impostor wasn't a real entity, it was just an illusion.

Since it is an illusion, there is nothing to say...

Zhong Zixing thought about it, and saw the other party's expression contorted, as if she wanted to say something, and felt that she was going to speak harshly, anyway, it wouldn't make much sense, so she didn't wait for the other party to speak, and slapped the illusion away.

Shouldn't it appear again?Zhong Zixing was not sure.

She commanded the broken glass to reassemble the window, and after finishing the assembly, she turned around and planned to go back through the main entrance, just in time to see a very familiar person standing not far away, who was still clear under the blurred pixels.

Sith.

...he found it?

Zhong Zixing was particularly incredible.

Although a little surprised, Zhong Zixing quickly adjusted his mentality and raised his hand freely to say hello: "Hi."

Not expecting an answer, she walked straight towards the hotel's main entrance, and when she passed Sith, she heard him say "Hi" softly.

"..."

Zhong Zixing paused, then turned around and looked around Sith.

This is not fake ah?What about cynicism?

Probably because her gaze was too straightforward, Sith was confused for a moment, showing a puzzled expression, but immediately he reacted, the corners of his mouth turned down, and quickly covered his expression.

For a moment, Zhong Zixing saw that the familiar sarcasm was almost on his face, but for some reason, he gave up in the end and just avoided her sight with a blank face, looking less needy than before.

... Zhong Zixing suddenly realized that it seemed like it had been a long time since she had seen Sith showing the kind of face that made people want to punch him in the face.

She doesn't understand the current painting style of Ether...

She nodded to Sith, without greeting him, and walked towards the hotel by herself.However, she didn't take a few steps when Sith suddenly made a sound.

"I don't want to get lost again," he said.

Zhong Zixing felt that this problem was quite easy to solve: "Go back and teach you how to use the navigation." With voice instructions, you won't be so stupid as to get lost.

Yet Sith repeated: "I don't want to get lost again."

He walked a few steps faster, stopped in front of Zhong Zixing, considered the distance between them, and took a step back before speaking. "You don't care. You don't care if I leave because I got lost or ran away, you don't care if you want to find me, you don't care if I can find it back."

"..." Zhong Zixing didn't speak.

She should be surprised that Sith said so many words for the first time, but now she searched her heart and still couldn't find a trace of surprise, only calm, only calm.

Her silence already explained a lot, but Sith didn't seem to notice it, and his tone was still full of confusion.

"I didn't find it by myself," he said, "I was helped by a person... a girl who took me here on a bicycle."

His confusion was so sincere: "But after she left, I realized that according to human conventions, I should say thank you."

Zhong Zixing already understood what he wanted to say.

"Why?" she asked softly.

"Why?" Sith said, "you—you humans—you are so incomprehensible, like a maze, every action leads to a fork, leading to countless results, why invent such a complicated program? Why Say please? Why say thank you? Why are there different reactions?"

"Not only human beings." Zhong Zixing said, "Any life with self-emotion—"

"So I don't understand," Sith said.

He said this to Zhong Zixing for the third...or fourth time.

"But I don't want to get lost again."

Zhong Zixing waited for a long time, waiting for his next sentence, but Sith seemed to think that this was enough, so he closed his mouth and stared at her after finishing speaking.

"..." Zhong Zixing tugged at the corner of his mouth.

She spoke very slowly: "What makes you think I would..."

Under Sith's gaze, Zhong Zixing swallowed the rest of the words, but she felt that her meaning was almost expressed.

Sith looked thoughtful.

"I'm sorry." Xu Yu said, "I think I should apologize to you."

For some reason, Zhong Zixing's expression was very strange.

The muscles of her cheeks twitched in a very small range, and the unformed smile struggled to die in the twitching, and even the tone of voice seemed strange, like the devil whispering vaguely.

"Well, you know," she said, "I'm not going to forgive someone who's trying to kill me with one apology."

"You're right," she saw Sith nodding in agreement, "one apology is not enough."

He thought for a while and asked, "What do you want?"

Zhong Zixing watched Sith for a while, and found that he was really serious about trying to make up for her.

It's as if they were just friends fighting and he's trying to make things up by trying to please her with something...

...What kind of way of thinking is this?

Zhong Zixing couldn't figure it out.