Chapter 10: Everyone's Nervous (Ten) Deduct 1 to hear my revenge plan. ...

On the way back, Wei Yuanye and Zhang Deng were both silent and didn't say anything along the way.

Zhang Deng's mind was a little confused, and as soon as he entered the house, he announced: "I want to take a nap."

This was his favorite thing before - sleeping day and night.

Zhang Deng used to like to take a nap after work, and then wake up when it was completely dark to eat something and write something, and then go back to sleep in the early morning. Or when he was in a bad mood, he would force himself to sleep. This was a very economical and effective method. Maybe everything wouldn't be better after waking up, but at least he could get a few hours of peace.

As he said this, he simply changed his clothes and went to bed with Xiao Mi in his arms. But this was obviously not Xiao Mi's biological clock. She struggled in his arms, jumped down lightly, turned over, covered herself with the quilt, and ignored everyone.

Wei Yuanye squatted down and touched Xiao Mi's head, then opened a bag of freeze-dried snacks for Xiao Mi. When adding water to Xiao Mi, he also watered the cactus. He glanced at the time and it was only 2:30 in the afternoon. Zhang Deng seemed to have fallen asleep, and his even breathing could be heard. Wei Yuanye also changed his clothes and lay on the sofa, intending to play some games. Unexpectedly, the sleeping atmosphere in the room was too noisy, and he accidentally fell asleep after a while.

Zhang Deng had another dream. In this dream, he could clearly know that he must be in a dream.

"Here you go." The boy broke the two-color ice cream apart and handed him the pink watermelon flavor.

Zhang Deng asked him in his dream: "Aren't you losing weight?"

"I'm not losing weight anymore," the boy said angrily. "I've lost weight from 120 pounds to 135 pounds."

Zhang Deng looked at him and always felt that the boy today was a little strange, as if he had seen him last time, and it seemed that he was very familiar with him.

Zhang Deng said, "The last time I weighed myself, I weighed 110."

He himself said that he felt unfamiliar with this weight and was shocked.

The boy turned around and looked around, saying, "Who asked you?"

"Did anyone ask you?" the boy asked. "Did anyone care?"

Zhang Deng burst into laughter, and the boy's defense was completely broken. He said, "I want some instant noodles. Do you want some?"

"I'm sorry," Zhang Deng sat up, "I have to leave again soon."

The boy frowned and said, "You two are working too hard. You only took a few days off?"

"Tell me the truth," the boy asked, "do you owe money outside?"

Zhang Deng said, "If I really owe money, I'll feel better."

The boy curled his lips and said nothing.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a man walked in. It took a long time to recognize it after turning on the light. It was Wei Yuanye.

Because Wei Yuanye had completely changed his clothes. He was wearing a white uniform, with all his hair combed back, revealing his smooth forehead. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be in a normal mood.

Zhang Deng asked, "Why are you here?"

I don't know from which time and space I said this.

But the next second, Wei Yuanye suddenly raised his head: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Deng was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, and it took him a long time to recover.

The last sentence Wei Yuanye asked was about his present self.

Zhang Deng stared at the ceiling for a while, then took out his cell phone to try to wake himself up.

As soon as he opened his account and saw that his number of followers had increased explosively by over 999, he realized that something must have happened again.

He searched for a long time before he found out that it was his former unit that released a video exposing him. Two people appeared in the video: the editor-in-chief and Xiao Deng.

Zhang Deng glanced at it briefly, describing him as sullen, jealous, fickle, and obsessed with money. The editor-in-chief lambasted him for his shameless behavior, saying he had clearly promised not to post anything online, only to flip-flop the next day after receiving compensation. He then shirked responsibility for some of his own negligence at work.

Zhang Deng objectively commented that this video actually does not contain as many fabricated elements as He Xiaoqiu's video and is relatively conscientious.

However, this video obviously had the opposite effect. For the Internet, workers can empathize more with each other rather than with companies.

If you say that two men engaged in literature are arguing with each other, it may be difficult to judge who is right and who is wrong. However, if it is a company bullying a worker with mental illness and even posting a video to incite online attacks, the matter will be much clearer.

It seemed like less than two hours had passed since the video was posted when Zhang Deng discovered that the comment section of his former company had been closed.

He searched and realized why - the netizens' comments were indeed very vicious.

"These two people look very mean. It feels like they are from the same unit as me and they would form a small group to scold me."

"This editor-in-chief seems like the kind of boss who would grab a cup of coffee without paying."

"This is what employees do, calling their leaders cunts anonymously in the internal community."

"I'm really scared of this kind of colleague. I feel like they'll call you beautiful on the surface, but behind your back they'll tell you where you're going to be a prostitute."

"How did this kind of unit last three years?"

"Because everyone involved in literature is sick."

Even Zhang Deng was not spared.

Because this was an official company account and it posted such a low-level video, He Qiu was also singled out for scolding. Netizens belatedly realized that Zhang Deng had recently been experiencing an online violence situation where he was almost a perfect victim.

I lay in bed with the light on for the whole afternoon, and suddenly my reputation took a turn for the better.

He looked at the growing attention on his phone, but it didn't feel very real.

Maybe because everything on the Internet comes too quickly, Zhang Deng believes that it will also go away quickly.

I don't know when it got dark outside, but because the curtains were not drawn, some of the color of the sunset could still be seen, casting a layer of orange light into the room. I turned on the light and sat up, and found that Wei Yuanye was also lying on the sofa looking at his phone. The light from the phone shone on his face. From the side, his nose bridge was very high and his brow bones were clear, just like a scene from a movie or TV series.

Zhang Deng thought the scene was really beautiful and couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to take a picture.

When the flash went on, Wei Yuanye glanced at him and found out that he was taking pictures secretly, but didn't say anything.

In fact, Zhang Deng had never had this kind of experience before. Since he moved out, this was the first time he woke up to someone at home with him. Every time he slept during the day, when he woke up, only Xiao Mi was by his side. He was very comfortable when he was sleeping, but he would inevitably feel lonely when he woke up.

And it was obvious that Wei Yuanye was waiting for him, because not long after, Wei Yuanye got up and went to cook.

Zhang Deng stood up, looked at Wei Yuanye washing vegetables in the kitchen, and asked, "Have you seen what was posted online?"

"I see." Wei Yuanye said.

For some reason, Zhang Deng felt that something was wrong with Wei Yuanye's condition.

However, Zhang Deng was a very sensitive person. He immediately thought that he might be overthinking it. He said, "If this continues, there won't be any problems, right?"

"What's the problem?"

"Like, maybe the company going bankrupt?" Zhang Deng said, then felt something was wrong and added, "I just think it would be terrible if many employees lost their jobs because of me."

Wei Yuanye said: "If you have any thoughts, everything will collapse."

Zhang Deng: “?”

"In fact, today's outcome was predetermined a long time ago," Wei Yuanye said. "When you were isolated at work and cyberbullied, no one spoke up for you. You felt helpless, so you posted online, leading to what happened today. You think they are innocent employees, but when they choose to remain silent, it causes countless self-saving worlds to collapse, ultimately leading to the worst possible outcome."

Zhang Deng repeated the sentence: "When you have a thought, your mind will collapse."

"Is this the worldview of the place you came from?"

“This is the worldview of all worlds,” Wei Yuanye said. “People’s circumstances are the product of choices and also the product of not choosing.”

"You said it very well," Zhang Deng said honestly, "even though I don't understand it."

Wei Yuanye smiled and seemed to be in a better mood, and Zhang Deng also relaxed.

While eating, Zhang Deng was still struggling with this sentence. He asked, "So the collapse of the world is not a very normal thing? Why do you say that the collapse of my world is so serious?"

Wei Yuanye said: "This is a very complicated question."

He extended a chopstick, pointed forward, and said, "If this represents the course of life, this is someone else's world."

"When others make choices, countless worlds collapse," Wei Yuanye turned his chopsticks over. "When you collapse, countless worlds will be created."

Wei Yuanye: "Small choices don't constitute a world collapse. For example, choosing what to eat tonight, whether to go out or eat at home, both serve the purpose of satisfying hunger. Choices that achieve the same goal don't count as a collapse. However, if it's a major decision that affects the course of your life, it's likely to collapse countless branching worlds. And there's never any collapse in your life. No matter what choice you make, it points to a single answer. Your life is the opposite of everyone else's. So when your world collapses, it doesn't collapse, it explodes. Countless branches explode on a massive scale."

This was too abstract, and Zhang Deng had some difficulty understanding it. He said, "I'm a liberal arts student..."

Wei Yuanye said: "I have never been to school."

"Is this true?"

"Fake." Wei Yuanye said casually.

Changing the lights confused him.

Wei Yuanye really speaks too casually. Not only others, but also Zhang Deng can't tell which of his words are true and which are false.

Zhang Deng couldn't quite keep up with his jokes.

Zhang Deng said, "Then what should I do now?"

"Life," Wei Yuanye said, "this is your life. Do what you should do."

Zhang Deng: "But I don't know how to prevent myself from breaking down."

Although this is Zhang Deng's own life, Zhang Deng has always had poor control over his emotions. He is really afraid that he will destroy the world by accident.

Wei Yuanye said, "That's what this world deserves."

Zhang Deng: “…”

"Why do you always make jokes like this?" Zhang Deng complained to him.

Wei Yuanye found that Zhang Deng had a really good temper. Even if he was made angry, it wouldn't matter. However, most of the time, Zhang Deng would not get angry at all.

It is rare to see people like Zhang Deng nowadays. He has a very retro temperament. If I have to describe it, it would be gentleness.

Zhang Deng is gentle, but not cowardly. He possesses a harmonious balance of these two traits. In an age of individuality, his inner beauty is rare.

Wei Yuanye stopped joking and said, "Because this kind of thing will never happen."

"This is what I learned," Wei Yuanye said, "I can help you get through this very steadily."

When Zhang Deng heard this, he just put a mouthful of rice in. He bit his chopsticks and laughed, then said: "Thank you so much today, you are very handsome."

"You're not bad either." Wei Yuanye praised.

For some reason, Zhang Deng still felt that Wei Yuanye was acting strangely tonight.

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