I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 428 It's Time for You to Find Your Own Son

If there is no such person, it means that there is no such person.

In this society, it is hard to imagine that a person will appear out of thin air.

This is impossible.

Hartman's eyelids twitched slightly. He wanted to curse, but he couldn't.

For a brief moment, Hartmann suspected that the administrators were also suffering from the madness.

However, anyone can go wrong, not the administrator.

Over the years, the administrator has proven one thing - he is an absolutely qualified administrator.

Hartman silently put away the document, turned and left without saying anything.

Awu shouted behind him,

"Doctor, don't forget my visiting hours!"

As a family member of the patient, he naturally has the right to visit.

However, Arthur's situation is very special, and it is not the first time he has been hospitalized, so Dr. Hartman needs to nod to visit him.

This is a deal. Awu helps Hartman get the files he needs, and Hartman asks him to meet Arthur.

Dr. Hartman nodded,
"It has been arranged for you, and you can visit at any time."

As for what will happen in this visit.
Hartman looked forward to it.

Visiting room.

Arthur was in a wheelchair and was pushed in.

The nurse put Arthur across from Awu, turned and left without explaining anything.

On the wall, a countdown appeared: 15 minutes.

Awu stood up and helped Arthur untie his hands, making him more comfortable.

Awu sighed, "I'm sorry, father."

He rarely said the word father.

At least, in front of Arthur.

Arthur showed a smile, this smile is not relieved, but with a warm force, comforting A Wu, as if to say: It's okay.

Of course, Arthur wasn't saying 'it doesn't matter, it's all the same. '

Arthur just wanted to tell Awu that there was nothing to be sorry about.

There is no one in the world who must be worthy of others, let alone someone who is sorry for others.

"I really don't know what to do, father"

Sitting opposite Arthur, Awu spoke slowly,
"I don't know what the world looks like in your eyes, but would you like to hear the world in my eyes?"

At this moment, the roles of the two seem to be reversed.

Arthur is not a patient, Awu is.

Even in a straitjacket, Arthur acts more like a doctor.

Arthur nodded steadily, he sat there, quietly listening to A Wu's talk.

Of course, this role change is also deliberately done by Awu.

There will be a similar plan for the treatment of mental illness, which is a kind of reverse thinking, allowing the patient to think about how to treat the disease, and maybe the patient's illness will be cured.

I just don't know whether Awu wanted to heal through talking, or was really cornered and had to seek help from his father.

"About your part, I don't think I need to talk too much, let's skip the warmth and happiness, and talk about the source of pain directly."

Awu showed a far-fetched smile, and his face was a little pale. Obviously, when this topic was mentioned, he was also a little scared.

"My aunt is dead."

These four words were the first depth charge that Awu brought to Arthur.

Elizabeth's younger sister, Al, is rumored to be recuperating in another mental institution.
Now, Ah Wu has announced her death.

"She died, by suicide, and no one knew why she did it."

When Awu spoke, he didn't deliberately look at Arthur.

However, Arthur knew very well what Awu's subtext was.

A person will not die for no reason, let alone commit suicide for no reason.

Al's death was because she believed Arthur's lies.

She believes that she is immortal, has an infinite life and can be resurrected infinitely.
This set of nonsense has been said a lot, so people will believe it, especially if Arthur firmly believes it.

Arthur was unmoved.

Awu didn't go to see Arthur, and continued,
"My mother also had similar behavior, but I don't know why, she stayed and didn't leave"

Arthur just answered three words coldly,
"really?"

These three words can mean many things.

Is what Awu said true?

Is Elizabeth really alive?
How to interpret this sentence requires not only reference to the context, but also a sufficient understanding of Arthur.

You know, in this era, it is too easy to fake a living person.

AI intelligence, memory backup, cloned creatures
What is the difference between such a person and him who was alive before?

A simple question made Awu fall silent.

He pursed his lips.

He likes to do it when he's not sure.

Awu shook his head and said, "I don't know."

No one can tell whether it is true or false, whether they can completely distinguish it.

Is the world in front of me fake or real?

Is all this the shadow of the cave fire, or the real world?
he does not know.

Arthur thought he knew.

But no one knows whether what Arthur knows is the truth.

They fell into an unsolvable vicious circle, just like the protagonist in Inception, unable to distinguish dreams from reality.

Awu quickly adjusted his mood and changed the subject.

"The world outside is beginning to change, Father."

When Awu mentioned this matter, he didn't have any strange emotions, he just said calmly,

"More and more people believe that they are in a virtual world and awaken superpowers. From a certain point of view, everything is going according to your script."

Arthur shook his head and corrected,
"No one can write a script like this, no one can write everyone's story."

Au continued,

"The vast majority of people are just crazy. Their so-called superpowers are all products of technology. Some of them are contained and treated, and some are directly recalled by memory, but the latest research shows that the effect of recalling memory will not be very good."

The news from the outside world seems to be confirming Arthur's previous words and also confirming Arthur's point of view.

However, Arthur just sat there quietly, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were even a little erratic.

Au stopped.

He knew that his father didn't care about the information.

Arthur didn't care.

What happened to the outside world didn't matter from the moment he entered the madhouse.

Arthur can have many choices. Since he chooses to enter the madhouse, he will not worry about the outside world.

Whether the outside world is sober or crazy has nothing to do with Arthur.

After A Wu stopped, neither father nor son spoke, allowing time to pass by.

The timer on the wall starts counting down.

1 minutes left.

Awu stood up and walked towards the door.

Awu stood at the door and looked back at Arthur with complicated eyes.

I don't know whether he believes in Arthur, or thinks that Arthur is crazy like everyone else.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Awu spoke with difficulty,
"Father."

"You are not my son."

Hearing this sentence, Awu was not surprised.

Arthur and Elizabeth, both sterile, adopted a child.

Awu knew about it.

He just didn't expect that Arthur would make this matter clear on this occasion and in this form.

Awu said bitterly,

"You don't like this name all the time, so what should I call you?"

Arthur thought for a while, raised his head, and looked at Awu, with a familiar smile on his face,

"If you don't mind, call me Mr. Luden."

When speaking of these four words, the smile on Luden's face became wider. At this moment, even the twisted rope looked more charming.

Mr. Luden.

Hearing these four words, Awu's shoulders trembled slightly.

He was trying his best to restrain an inexplicable emotion.

Before this emotion erupted, no one knew what kind of energy was in Awu's body.

This name brought him the most glory and the most pain, tormenting him every night and giving him hope every day.

Is this emotion actually anger?Still sad?Or wake up?
No matter which one it is, Lu Deng believes that he understands Awu, and Awu will also understand what he means.

Awu controlled his voice, trying to behave as normal as possible.

He stuttered and said,
"Mr. Luden"

Saying these four words seemed to take all the strength out of Ah Wu's body.

Being able to pronounce this name and address the other party like this, he seems to have achieved an incredible victory.

Even so, Awu insisted on finishing his sentence,

"what should I do?"

Lu Deng raised his head higher, instead of looking at A Wu, he looked at the world outside the door.

No, Luden seemed to be looking at the entrance of the cave.

In the allegory of the cave, the prisoner who broke free from the shackles stood at the entrance of the cave, with confusion and anxiety about the future, asking the passers-by, eager to get some valuable advice.

He really needs Luden's help.

Facing Awu's question, Luden didn't think too long.

He gave a very Ludden answer.

Luden said in a deep voice,
"It's time for you to find a son of your own."

　This one is only 2600, barely 5000 words in total, because I changed the working environment some time ago, and the current conditions do not allow to stay up late to type, so let’s stop here today and add more code points tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)