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I don't like saying those things.

If you refuse at the first word, it will be decent to both parties. That is my purpose.

Qingliu said he wanted to play Yu-Gi-Oh with me. Then I was about to book a flight there, but he said he didn't have a deck. What's the point of playing Yu-Gi-Oh? Qingliu said my feelings were heavy.

But I never let my feelings in from the beginning. What I didn't really tell him was that I didn't actually have any feelings for that guy.

Just. Mercy.

I don't want to be friends with someone just out of pity. It's his own behavior that makes my behavior become pity. Because I never thought about actively maintaining this friendship. Because I always speak and act without thinking, I destroy the relationship between friends. So my feelings for him also become pity.

Let's go back to the previous matter. Who made the relationship so heavy? No one has thought about it.

I sent Qingliu my collection of Cthulhu books and gave him the pendant I was wearing, with a note saying "I am crazy, but no one thinks about why I am crazy."

I told Dizi that I was going to go to a mental hospital and never come out.

He said, I'm running away.

In fact, I have been dealing with it. I went to find that guy and asked him how I could have let him down. I also called the police.

I just can't understand why someone in this world is so stupid.

Dizi didn't understand my way of thinking. I told him that if he figured it out, he would be a psychopath. Even if they were both psychopaths, their worldviews would be different.

But when I said that, I was actually thinking, "I always hurt people close to me when my mind is hot, and I use excuses to keep them by my side even though I don't like them. Who is the mentally ill one?"

Even if it was a personality issue, was it necessary to kill him in the end? Could you get away with killing him?

If he had thought a little bit about the troubles that were about to come and the strange looks from people around him and his workplace, he wouldn't have done that.

Not bad. Just stupid.

I hate stupidity more than badness.

Being stupid to the extreme is evil.

Let me put it this way, after I came back, I had a stray dog ​​at home. If it gets angry, it will bite people. It bites slippers very hard, but if it really bites the flesh, it won't use much force.

I'm not familiar with this dog. It's a stray dog ​​I picked up from outside.

But I was friends with this person before. Of course, I still treat him as a friend. I don't know how he treats me. He always messes things up and then pushes them away and walks away. I think he is quite ungrateful. He may say something polite like he treats me as a friend. But if he doesn't make amends, even if he sheds tears in the end, they will only be crocodile tears. From the beginning, he didn't really treat me as a friend or a person.

Even bad guys know that they can't do anything to the extreme, otherwise they will end up in a situation where both they and their nets are destroyed.

But the ultimate stupidity is to not care at all.

If he really didn't care about his life, I could still look up to him. But I'm afraid after he did it.

I told Dizi that no one would help me, no one could bear everything I had, my desires.

He said I was thinking about other people taking on my negative emotions.

But I didn't tell him. I mean, no one can bear my negative emotions. That's why I want to go to a mental hospital. Because I don't know what I will do if I stay outside. I don't know what I can say.

What I didn't tell him was that I was thinking, how could someone always think of letting others pay for the consequences? I kept thinking that no matter how outrageous the things I did or how outrageous the words I said, others wouldn't get angry.

It doesn't matter if I eat flies while playing games or talking. But why do you feed me razor blades?

I still feel guilty for saying such offensive words to Ah Hua. Although I know that I just wanted her to leave it alone, I still feel guilty. I want her to know that people like me are not worth saving.

What I am thinking is why some people can vent their negative emotions on others without any scruples and still think it is the other person's fault.

I looked at the medical records. It was absolutely true that I was the mentally ill one.

If they have depression or other mental illnesses, or are younger, or have other hidden illnesses, then I can understand that. After all, I know how miserable those patients are.

So I don’t like what I do, and I don’t like what I do to others.

Even now, three or four months later, I was admitted to a mental hospital once. I was so angry about this incident that I had to receive oxygen four times.

I lay in bed tossing and turning but couldn't figure out what I had done to offend him.

But he is just a normal person. He did such a brainless thing. What's even funnier is that he thought it was the other person's fault. Then he jumped on my face.

If you really like to do this, like to hurt people who treat you well, and really feel happy doing so. I don't want to interfere. I just want to say that if you are happy to harm others, please don't harm me, can you please get out of here? Please don't use the banner of friendship when doing such things that harm others and benefit yourself. When you say that others are not good friends, don't you look at what you have said and done first. You haven't done what you promised, but you still want others not to be angry no matter what. If you want to die, please don't drag me with you. I don't want to die or go to a mental hospital.

When you always say something disgusting to others during the game, you don’t know that you are a friend. When you criticize your friend’s hard work, you don’t know that you are a friend. When you embarrass others in front of everyone, you don’t know that you are a friend. When you leave someone alone for a few days, you don’t know that you are a friend. When you promise someone with big words, you don’t know that you are a friend. But when you really want to go to him, you don’t know that you are a friend. When you argue with others, you just run away in shame. On the contrary, you are strict with this friend.

Even if I am not familiar with other members in the group, they can subscribe to me. Even if they don’t subscribe, I will not criticize them.

Since we met, I have never gained even the slightest benefit from this friendship.

Since we met, he has been holding me back. He made me afraid to show up, and I didn't dare to join in the game, or say anything else. The victim left the group without saying a word of his fault. In the end, he still thought it was my fault. He bit back.

I have been doing things that destroy friendships, and only after I deleted him did I realize that we were friends. I got angry. I think others are not good enough friends.

Just deliberately attack other people's weaknesses.

For a moment I didn't know who was crazy.

Why do friends have to endure his impoliteness and temper endlessly without even a whimper?

You can never feed a wolf.

Am I angry when I say this? No.

There's no point in getting angry.

But the current calmness shows that this matter is irreversible.

I will not fabricate any charges against him, nor will I say what he is really thinking.

I just look at the facts as they have been happening.

When I say something bad about him, I just have to bring up what he said and did.

Even if a few years or even more than ten years have passed, this kind of thing will never be forgotten.

Every time I open a book, I have to talk about how Bing Yuxin killed me. So I won't read posts or book reviews.

That guy killed the last of my humanity.

I have always been reluctant to say such words, because I know that these are the facts. They are different from the angry words I said when I broke up with my girlfriend.

But I don't want my friends to read this article, even though I feel guilty towards them.

But I don't want them to feel sad or guilty after seeing this. I sincerely hope that they can live a better life.

Even if he is that kind of guy, I don't hope he will really do anything bad.

But now I won't read other people's posts, book reviews, or other people's messages on the Internet. No matter how he gets bullied in the future, as long as I don't see it, it has nothing to do with me.

If you cannot accept my conditions, you should think carefully about your actions and use your brain in the future, or continue to hurt others as before.

It has nothing to do with me.

If he finds my contact information, I will help him. But now, the only way I can contact him is by phone.

I only think that others should not treat me like that, but I never think about whether I have treated others like that. I don't know the principle of not doing to others what you don't want others to do to you, and I just play a boring game with friends.

Now, in order to avoid hurting others and being violated, I have cancelled all my social media accounts, changed all my software accounts, and stayed indoors all day. I have thrown away all the memberships and games that I spent a lot of money on. This is to avoid communicating with people.

I'm playing CSOL, because I never made it through Cataclysm when I was a kid, but CSOL is so unpopular, so I found someone to play with me.

The reason for looking for a playmate is not because playing alone is lonely. It is because there is no way to revive when you die in Cataclysm, and you have to carry a burden. So I spent 100 yuan to order a playmate for three hours.

I told the person I was playing with that you can decide whether to use voice chat or not. Just play however you want. She said she wanted to use voice chat, so I chatted with her. I used YY voice chat.

She asked me to add him on WeChat, and I said I don’t use WeChat or QQ. YY voice calls are all current.

When I communicate with Suanrong, I always use the author's email address in the backend. Suanrong is the only friend I keep in touch with. But she is more of an editor and a supervisor. Suanrong and I don't talk about other things. We always use the author's backend to ask about the book.

When the game was over, I wished her good luck in getting orders, and she wished me a happy life.

In fact, this sentence is quite inappropriate.

Because which good person would be happy in life and play with others? But I didn't say that. There is no need to spread these emotions to others.

I used to have a lot of friends, and even playing Yu-Gi-Oh, I made a friend very quickly. Although I would deliberately keep a distance from them, it was generally good.

It's enough to be sad by myself. What I hope now is that she won't ask me which book I wrote. Otherwise, she might feel bad.

It's like when I was in a mental hospital, I didn't tell the doctor until she asked me about it. It was she who made the diagnosis.

If she reads this book and knows my situation, she won't be able to play with me anymore.

So even when I talked about these things with others before, I would consider how to say it in a way that would not make the other person feel sad.

For example, Ah Hua always called me Heichou, but I always hated this name because it symbolizes the past. But I never said this even if I died.

For example, the book says that I don't consider the probability when building a deck. I actually don't know how to build a deck at all. When I played Yu-Gi-Oh before, other people helped me build a deck.

Dizi asked me, are friends so important? I didn’t ask her back, if friends are not important, why did you help others so much at that time, and why did you feel so sad in the end. When I went to find Dizi last time, I didn’t want to vent my emotions to him, I just wanted to tell him why I deleted him at that time. Tell him the answer to my life journey.

I kept half a word in my heart for everyone. Only to Garlic Rong, who had nothing to do with me, did I dare to tell him everything.

Even in this chapter, I haven't said the rest of the words.

I am usually like this. I won’t complain if takeout is spilled, and I won’t return goods from Taobao if they are usable. I always say sorry first. I will feel guilty if I cut off the book or stop updating.

During the time I worked as a customer service representative for SF Express, the reason I quit was not because I was scolded a lot, but because I remembered a phone call that said there was life-saving medicine.

I don't want to take my stress out on other people.

Even though I felt that I had done something wrong to my first love, I still left a message for her, saying a lot of things. But I also kept another sentence to myself.

They think I'm acting rashly and can't think straight.

But I was the calmest one in this incident.

At that time, I was in contact with a reader through QQ. I told him that I was leaving and I would not see him anymore. He had some emotional problems and was having some trouble with his family. I comforted him and told him to write something, be independent and not have to worry about his family. When I finally quit the Internet, I told him to live a good life. Then I deleted him.

I am too tired.

Pointless.

I do this not for any reward.

I just don't want my presence to make things worse.

Chiyo, my other roommate. I had been helping him. When I saw him last, he was in a better mood than before.

That's enough.

I do miss these friends.

But I probably won’t have the chance to play with them in the future. Being able to mention these names here is probably the last favor I can do.

I will still remember them, but after a few years, they will probably forget me.

But I remember when I met each person, what we talked about, what we did together, and how they helped me.

My memory allows me to remember it from the beginning of our acquaintance.

I love this world and all the kind-hearted people.

What I told Ah Hua was that I didn’t want to become an inhuman monster.

But in fact, humanity is gone, and we are starting to have some... divinity?

Just think of it as the imagination of a mentally ill person.

Speaking of this, my previous nickname and pen name was Bishop. Later, it was Pope. Later, it was God of Religion.

Why is it named this?

Because the cat girl told me that my future life should turn towards religion.

So his later pen name was Bishop.

But nothing happened.

Later, I was replaced by the Pope. My grades were better than before. My friends in the group said I got a promotion.

Then there is the fourth god of teaching. His achievements have reached a level that I never dared to imagine before.

how to say.