"What's wrong with my father?" Bai Xiaoqian tilted her head slightly. "Are you trying to find a way to complain about my father being abnormal?"
"Not really. In my opinion, Mr. Bai Jin is a rare normal person in this empire."
"Are you sure..." Tan Xing's mouth twitched. "What do you mean by Mr. Bai Jin being normal? Anyway, although the empire should advocate freedom of dress and should not interfere with other people's lifestyles... However, Mr. Bai Jin's dressing style can't be classified as ordinary, right?"
"It's certainly not ordinary, but it's normal—so-called ordinary doesn't mean normal, it's just consistent with the surroundings." The Cheshire Cat said quietly, "Is it normal for you to grow up in a baby home?"
"Of course I'm not so ignorant of myself... I'm very aware of my own distortions and pathologies..."
"But, considering your upbringing and the people around you, your words and actions seem perfectly normal, aren't they? Instead, you harbor doubts about those who escaped the Infant House. You clearly wanted to escape the Infant House yourself, but a subtle emotion always controlled you. Rather than denying the distortions of the Infant House, you prioritized your intuition and instinct—denying those who had clearly managed to spit out the toxins and escape the den on their own. As for which side is right, didn't your actions already reveal it?"
The Cheshire Cat blinked and said, "Trying to be consistent with the people around you often leads people into traps. Wrong and right ideas also change with the environment.
This poison is always wrapped in various forms—sometimes called 'love,' sometimes 'unity,' and sometimes 'righteousness'—in short, all are positive words.
"Are you the kind of person who denies the existence of love?"
"I don't deny the existence of love—it's just that if it's such an illusory concept, it's easy to exploit it. I run a dim sum shop, so I know very well that even if I work so hard on my recipes, I can never satisfy everyone with just one flavor—after all, deliciousness is a metaphysical concept... So is love. Some people seem to think that love is equal to distortion or even deformity. So the greatest benefit of collectivism is that we can find empathy when we're lost, but when we have different ideas, we can't find a reference, so we end up coming to our own rather strange conclusions..."
"But affirming the concept that everything is correct actually denies correctness itself. Wouldn't that easily become an excuse for one's own downfall?"
The Cheshire Cat ignored him and took out a packet of chili from his pocket and stirred it into the pudding.
“Why do you put chili in your pudding…?”
When Tan Xing blurted out these words, he suddenly realized the Cheshire Cat's intention -
He originally wanted to refute the Cheshire Cat's logic, but he discovered that his so-called correctness was actually a construct.
He clearly knew that the world was diverse, but because he believed that there was only one correct existence in this diverse world, he had no means to verify it.
Since there are people who eat pudding with honey, there must be people who add chili peppers to pudding.
It's just a matter of habit, but I still rise easily.
"That's really strange."
The Cheshire Cat put the pudding filled with chili into his mouth.
"Aren't you very insightful? But why can't I sense the consistency between your understanding and your words and actions?"
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