Sesame paste little actors have no freedom!

The lights and shadows of the bar are confusing, and electronic ghosts are reveling on the dance floor.The guy at the bar was performing while mixing drinks, and the shiny "fake ice cubes" in the cocktails rang like silver bells as they were drinking.Qi Yuan has a new idea and invites Tong Meng to dance on the dance floor.Liang Xing had never played with anyone like this before, but he agreed logically according to the etiquette of making friends.

The sound of "Opera 2" in the bar was naturally Qi Yuan's idea.Liang Xing and Qi Yuan were dancing on the dance floor, the surrounding light and shadow were mainly gold and green, with dark tones, giving a sense of elegance and refinement.Qi Yuan is familiar with every dance method, and dances a new style of ballroom dancing with the music atmosphere, while a novice like Liang Xing can only rely on the rhythm to cope with the rhythm.

Suddenly, Qi Yuan asked Liang Xing: "Do you want to know the life experiences of other companions?"

"It seems that knowing it is useless." As he spoke, Liang Xing turned around.

"You can listen to it as a story, and I'll let them play with you."

Qi Yuan made an evil smile, and then walked around behind Liang Xing.When he came out from behind Liang Xing, he had already turned into the previous high school girl with blood on her face.

"Hello." The blood coagulated on the girl's face, blurring her expression, her voice was hazy, and the sailor suit and stockings on her body looked very pitiful.

"Maybe you can treat me as a teacher in the school's mental health consultation room, and talk to me about why you didn't study hard and come here to fool around." Liang Xing took her hand and started dancing.

"My school group has a serious tendency to 'clique', and I loathe the rules they have established."

"Let's play nonsense among the little girls..."

"The girls in the dormitory have a set of latent communication rules. They hang out with so-and-so and reject so-and-so, which is a hidden faction." She stepped on her feet, took Liang Xing's hand, and jumped to the other side like a little swan, "I can't violate the rules of my sisters, I'm one of them, so bullying girls of different types has become a common occurrence, and that's normal."

"it's not good."

"Brother, you look at what we do from an outsider, you think it's not good, but I am a part of their group, I don't feel anything when I bully my roommate, everyone is playing It's just for fun." There was an obvious sadness in the action, which came out from the white and soft girl's arms.

"And then?" Liang Xing gently took her hand.

And her hand slipped from the grown man's palm.

"Then she left. At that time, I began to reflect on whether I had done something wrong. But people around me didn't think there was anything, and no one felt that there was anything—when we stole the girl's snacks, we spread rumors in private. When she has a crush on a certain boy, when she complains that her grades are not good enough and her homework is bad... when the teacher asks us to name a violator of the school rules, when she arranges common tasks in the dormitory, when she comes to us and everyone refuses At that time... we didn't feel that there was anything wrong."

"so……"

"I didn't stop my roommate from putting detergent in her water glass."

"It turned out badly."

"I don't know what's wrong with this. I want to ask Mr. Hacker to answer, but he didn't answer me. He copied me and brought me here to play, hehe..." She let out a muffled laugh, Tear off the congealed blood scar on his face to reveal a fair face, "I found myself tearing up the hypocritical character of 'everyone's good sister', I am happy."

"Really happy?"

"No, I'm very sad." She said dejectedly, "Happiness is, I walked out of the circle of good sisters and became free. But the only one who was free was my copy, and my prototype was still for the future. In order to maintain the meager and false friendship, she had to maintain the human setting. She stood with her bad sister, shared the same sorrow and joy, only I know the pain in her heart, living is really tiring."

"That's how life is. If they bully people like this, they will be punished."

"Good people are rewarded with good rewards, it's a lie to the brat, brother."

The female student turned around and walked behind Liang Xing.

The person who came out from behind this time was a man in a suit wearing a cardboard box.Two holes were cut on the top of the carton with a knife, just enough to see the man's eyes. The man's eyes were in the dark, looking gloomy and vicissitudes of life, as if after staying up all night, with bloodshot eyes.Under the carton's eyes, a funny smiling face was drawn with a black oil-based pen.

"Want to dance with me? Forget it, it's fine if you don't dance." The cardboard man said.

"Okay, what's wrong with you?" Liang Xing asked.

"Socially impaired, I lost my job as a result." The cardboard man sat down on the edge of the dance floor in frustration.

"Oh, there are quite a lot of such things, there will always be work." Liang Xing patted the brother on the shoulder.

As a result, the cardboard man pushed Liang Xing's hand away, and he was self-conscious and decadent, saying as if talking to himself: "The company wants someone who is hardworking, capable, beautiful, sweet-mouthed, and it's best to work without money." Kind of person, I'm not."

"You don't need to be either, you just get paid for your work and you're done."

"If you want to be promoted in the workplace, you also need a pleasing personality. I am not, but I can try my best to cater for my professional position."

"Who isn't?"

The man pointed to the funny cardboard mask on his face and said: "It's ridiculous that I wore this broken mask, worked hard for a few years, talked politely for a few years, and ruined my body for a few years before I was kicked out."

"Being laid off and unemployed... There are quite a lot of them, just get the compensation back..."

"I don't know why I wore this lovable mask all those years. I was very confused. After I got home, my wife was planning to divide the property with me and divorced, so I felt even more confused." He hit the wall with his cardboard box head, "My brain May be ill."

"Harmful."

"For a person with a mental disorder, the house, car, ticket, wife and children are too light. I can't grasp it, and I can't even grasp my own body. The doctor told me that my body has been tossed and sick, and I will not live long. .”

"Then why don't you make yourself happy? You must copy this depressive spirit."

"As a native social barrier, I obviously worked harder than others, but I didn't get what I deserved, so I was fired. Why it was me, I don't understand, I can understand that the economy has tightened and wages have dropped, It's over for cursing in private, and there are many people who say that the leaders are crazier than me, but why am I the one who was laid off?" He turned to look at Liang Xing, the smiling face on the cardboard box was very sad, "Oh, because I I didn’t play well with my good old person, because I didn’t refuse when they dragged me to the discussion group where they scolded the leader, even if I didn’t swear a word, the list was screenshotted by the villain and sent to the leader.”

"Miserable, isn't everyone like this? Living for life, in the end, physical and mental health has become a luxury." Liang Xing shook unconsciously, and when he lowered his head, he thought of his father.

In the financial crisis that year, the unemployment rate increased sharply, and the tide of layoffs was overwhelming. In this over-stressed society, idle people who lost job opportunities meant food consumables.Fortunately, the social minimum guarantee can ensure that everyone will not be starved to death, but what follows is the mental pressure based on poverty.The gloomy vagrants and the bright and fast-paced urbanites seem to be developed from two sets of genes, and what they have in common is probably the same excessive self-destruction. The former uses recreational gambling and low-quality tobacco and alcohol, and the latter uses excessive consumption. and fatigue entertainment.Maybe people have the qualification to guarantee "survival", but they may not necessarily find the position of "life". After seeing this flashy life clearly, the world has become a black and white mime.

The cardboard man sighed and walked behind Liang Xing.Then, a middle-aged woman with a death certificate stuck on her face came out from behind as if by magic.However, the death certificate did not belong to her, and the owner of the list was an underage boy.

"Sorry, friend, my son is dead, I'm not in the mood to dance." The gorgeously dressed lady stood and chatted with Liang Xing.

"Okay, I'll listen." Liang Xing sighed like the previous unemployed man.

"My son is dead, and I forced him to death with my own hands, because I hope he can learn to be a decent person and an excellent person." She said, "He doesn't know. The anger is not visible, it is all for his own good."

"Everyone knows it's for the good of the child, but...it's not really good for the child."

"As parents, we fight so hard. Isn't it to teach children to learn to fight so that they can have a better future?"

"Yes, everyone hopes for a better future."

"The result was that I forced my son onto the roof and he jumped off to his death."

The mother wore the death certificate of her son, looking dignified, elegant and moving.She seemed to be everything she wanted her son to be—respectable, good, moody—too bad she wasn't a good mother.

Liang Xing had never received such a serious and "cruel" maternal love, and he had no chance to experience it, nor did he have the chance to criticize it.He can only look at the mother who lost her son as an outsider, and because of the familiar common sense of "mother and child are connected", he can perceive the despair and sorrow of this delicate mother.That's it, when the bar's magic lights shone on the woman's face, he couldn't even see the outline of her expression from the paper.The ideal is too far away from reality, one side is after death, and the other side is before death.

Liang Xing is just an outsider, all he knows is the pure despair expressed by a mother, and then watching this - the cruelty of the "perfectionist mother" setting up the future to create a "perfect son" and forcing the son to death tragedy.

It turns out that "personal design" is the same as real creatures, which can produce and reproduce.It's a pity that once "human design" collides with "human nature", one of the human design and nature will always be damaged.

The mother with the face of death certificate turned around and left. She walked behind Liang Xing and exchanged for Qi Yuan.

It was at this moment, the sharp dolphin sound from "Opera 2" in the bar stereo.The green and golden light shone on Qi Yuan's face, and the song king also had the demeanor of his life.Qi Yuan's face is very gentle, if he doesn't do any "instinctive" things, he looks like a beautiful and gentle man.And he has a wonderful singing voice, hard work and talent, and his stardom should be a matter of course.

"So, I seem to know what happened to you again?" Liang Xing walked over and invited Qi Yuan to dance.

"My ex-boyfriend is a domestic violence offender." Qi Yuan accepted Liang Xing's invitation, "I was with him before I debuted, and I love him because he said he was willing to support me for the rest of his life."

"Oh, then you broke up?"

"I think I was used to his abuse at that time, and I didn't even think it was abuse. The similarity between humans and animals is that when they are raised, they will have an illusion of happiness."

Qi Yuan is tall, with long legs and a thin waist. Anyone who dances with him will have an intoxicating hallucination.Liang Xinghui was attracted by Qi Yuan's external charm, so he felt even more sorry for what happened to him.Nursing and captivity are the same thing, it's just a matter of food or money.

Qi Yuan continued: "He is very rich, and he is willing to spend money for me, but he has a bad temper. You know, that kind of man wants his little bitch to have all the attributes he wants, gentle and considerate, and fights. If you don't fight back or scold, in his opinion, this little idiot is just his child bride-in-law. The so-called reward, love, is just a kind of hug with only warmth but no friendship. What's wrong with his restraint? At that time, I thought love was restraint, love was control, love was education, he loved me, he loved me to death. The love he gave me was just a golden dog chain."

"That man is Dong..."

"It's not old Dong, this one was before him." Qi Yuan said disgustedly, "Just this dog man, let me learn the character of 'gentle and virtuous wife' to the bone marrow, and in the end, he went berserk and sent me to the hospital , I was sober and decided to break up with him."

"Then you and Mr. Dong fell in love."

"Mr. Dong is also very rich. It just so happened that the day my ex-boyfriend sent me to the hospital, he had a social relationship with me. It was unprecedented. This guy came to see me and brought me food and flowers to discuss the performance."

"I can tell, he wants to sleep with you."

"At that time, I felt that he loved me very much. I knew that if I could marry him, I would have a new man to support me for the rest of my life."

Qi Yuan was still dancing with Liang Xing, and his dance steps were gradually out of the category of elegance, it should be said to be chic and neat.Liang Xing followed Qi Yuan's dance steps and was led to step on the rhythm.

Liang Xing asked: "So how did you, a silly, sweet and good wife, become the coquettish old hooligan you are now?"

"Because I'm dead." Qi Yuan said, "Before I was alive, I always cared about the future, the so-called 'better future'. When I was still studying in the conservatory, people around me hinted that this industry is difficult for me. I support myself. Artists are the rice of youth, but this bowl of rice is not something that young children can eat. I am lucky. I have a good-looking face, a good singing voice, and a soft face, but I have no power or influence. It is better for me In the future, even if I find a man who is willing to support me and support me for the rest of my life."

Liang Xing asked: "Why don't you rely on strength? It's not like you don't have strength."

"Vanity." Qi Yuan stepped on the nodes, and his toes landed on the long high note, "It is difficult for young people to escape vanity, and it is when they have face capital."

Liang Xing asked: "Then your Mr. Dong satisfies your vanity and is willing to support you for the rest of your life?"

"After I exposed the scandal of my love rival Yin Zhi, and after he got married, he did keep his promise to raise me for the rest of his life." When Qi Yuan said this, it was gloomy, as if he had spit out a dead bat .Indeed, Mr. Dong raised Qi Yuan all his life, but unfortunately he was not raised as a "person".

Thinking of what happened to him during his lifetime, Qi Yuan laughed, pulled Liang Xing into his arms at the climax of the music, and said in a gentle, almost whispering tone: "The difference between humans and animals is whether they can See your true face clearly. When being raised as a beast, people will think—humans should be human, but why are they deprived of their human form? Animals don’t.”