Master Zhili is too difficult to understand

Quarreling is very annoying, it makes me not like myself, makes me torture myself needlessly, and then, the most annoying thing is that I will hurt you.

Being manipulated by emotions is the difference between humans and machines. Is this a disadvantage or an advantage of humans.

The sound of the door being pushed open made Cobb open his eyes, but the sound of footsteps made him close them.If he pretended to be asleep at this moment and opened his eyes again, everything would be over.Zhili glanced at Cobb with his eyes tightly closed, then looked out the window, and asked coldly, "Continue?" His words were both mocking and provocative.Cobb didn't answer.

"Open your eyes and look at me."

"I do not want to see."

"Really?" Zhili kicked the foot of the bed, and Cobb could feel the shaking. Cobb was angry at such a gentle treatment: "I can't be angry with you, I can't sleep by myself yet?"

"No."

"Then what do you want to continue, what else can you continue. I won't apologize, why should I always apologize! Always me! Is it just me who is the most bullied? Should I endure it? Why? , why, leave me if you can’t bear it.” As a result, all the attacks turned to Zhili, and Cobb couldn’t take it back, couldn’t stop, he hated himself like this, and repeatedly yelled: “I don’t I will apologize to you, and I don’t think I’m much wrong, now I don’t want to talk to you, can you go away, go away! Is that all right? Are you satisfied with this answer?”

"I'm very satisfied." Zhili spit out these four words indifferently.He didn't get angry, didn't refute, he simply said four words, how to understand this, is the quarrel over?Did he forgive himself for his angry words?It must be like this, he didn't intend to argue with himself.Just as Cobb was about to open his mouth, he pulled the quilt away, and the quilt fell to the ground: "Then Cobb..." He pressed his knees on the edge of the bed, and supported the wall with his hands, his voice was very low: "I won't touch you again I won’t talk to you anymore.” The most painful part of arguing with Zhili is that he will follow his own cruelty to say even more cruel words, and the indifference given to him will be doubled after he receives it. This is almost It's his instinct.

Cobb opened his eyes and grabbed Zhili's collar: "Are you threatening me? Are you threatening me? If you have the ability, don't talk to me for the rest of your life, and if you have the ability, don't touch me for the rest of your life." From the beginning Angry, it has turned into this, it has nothing to do with Xiong Lele, the brakes of anger have failed, and it can't be stopped.

"Who is threatening who now." Zhili stood up, Cobb's hand couldn't hold his collar tightly, and it fell off his fingertips a little bit.He turned around, and Cobb stood up: "Didn't you come here to continue the quarrel? Where are you going before the quarrel is over?" Zhili opened the door, closed it again, and his figure gradually disappeared through the crack of the door There is nothing left.

I can't do what I say, touch him, talk to him, I really should learn from Zhili, he does what he says, he doesn't touch himself, he doesn't talk to himself.After so many years, I still can't get used to the warmth brought by Zhili, nor can I get used to the chill brought by him.Where did he get such a cold temperature, it froze his fingertips.The cold fingertips reached his cheeks again, Cobb remained expressionless, he didn't cry, make trouble, or chase him out. Is this a game?Let's see who bows first.

Is the city's population really that large?Is it really that crowded?No matter where you stand, someone will come to fight with you, and enthusiasm can turn into indifference. It turns out that only a quarrel can change.

Picking up the quilt on the ground, Cobb lay back on the bed and slept until the afternoon.When he woke up, he turned off the alarm on his mobile phone, rubbed his eyes and opened the door of the dormitory. Zhili just came out of the dormitory. How difficult it is to pretend not to see. They are in the same class and live in the same room. The floor, obviously hurts every time you see it, but Cobb will never make a wish to God that he will not see Zhili. He knows that the pain of quarreling is absolutely, absolutely not as painful as separation.

They headed in the same direction, one behind the other.

Zhili didn't look back, didn't slow down, his mobile phone rang, which was set by Cobb for him, he stopped to answer the phone, Cobb continued to walk forward, ten meters, five meters, one meter, when their When the arms were about to touch each other, Zhili turned his body sideways, and just like that, without any contact, Cobb passed Zhiri.

It was just one move, but it hurt Cobb a lot.

Strange, really weird, when he came to find himself, he pushed him away, and after he really pushed him away, he was afraid that he would never come back, torturing each other meaninglessly, chasing pain, this is the bad taste of love ?

Cobb found a seat by the window in the classroom and sat down. He opened the book when someone sat down beside him.There was a wry smile on the corner of Cobb's mouth, no wonder no one wanted to fight against Zhili, he knew how to make people suffer.He turned his head and stared at Zhili, but Zhili was staring at the blackboard. At such a close distance, he pretended that he did not exist. There was no one in his eyes, but he was not himself.Cobb clenched his pen tightly and wanted to question him: Who am I to you? Why did you treat me like this.But Cobb didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that Zhili would ask him the same question, didn't he start with himself?

They went through two classes like this. After class, Cobb put his head on the table and looked at Zhili's shoes.I thought that if I lose my temper and get angry at him, he will be able to focus on himself, he can coax himself, but such a clever mistake made a mistake. Life is a willful thing that never follows the script. I knew the result would be If that's the case, it's better to put him in his arms from the very beginning and let him coax him, what's the use of that proud self-esteem, and how much is it worth, why can't he let it go!

I would rather he sting myself than be left out by him.

Zhili stood up and left like this.

Such a scene, such a mood seems to be similar. Do you think of the past too often recently? Different moods bring back different memories, and the past related to Zhili is not all warm, just like now. When what happened also becomes a memory, Cobb probably doesn't want to think about it.