Chapter 90
Leyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Oh, you feel dangerous, so you come to us? Are we your scapegoats?"
His smile seemed a little cold. But just looking at the arc of his smile and the shape of his cheeks, it seemed that it was not what No. 1 thought.
Number One was made uneasy by his expression. He blinked, lowered his head, looked at his fingers and clothes, frowned, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be like this. Should I go back?"
He knew that he should say now, "I'm sorry, I won't make such a request again," and that was the most appropriate thing to do.
But he didn't want to say that, and he didn't dare to say that, because if he said that, he would have to leave from here. Asking him to leave from the door of this room obediently would be like asking for his life tonight. He didn't want to die like this, so how could he be willing to die? It couldn't be because of something he couldn't say.
What's the point of being shameless? As long as I can survive, everything is fine.
He was almost crying, his face was very pale and he looked very pitiful.
No. 1 paused, and without waiting for an answer, he asked tentatively, "I know I shouldn't say that, but if I say that I don't think that way, would you feel better?"
Le Yuan smiled and said, "Yes, we are all fine. Very fine."
He laughed out loud, as if he heard a joke. He held onto the door frame and suddenly staggered. He lowered his head and almost fell onto the floor. He was intentionally avoiding Number One, so even if he lost his balance, he would not bump into Number One. Number One tensed for a moment, but when he saw this, a hint of regret appeared on his face.
He thought, if this person had just fallen into my arms, could I have gone with the flow and asked to move in?
Although we know that things are definitely not that simple, people always have some fantasies. What if? It seems that as long as we think of what if, there is hope and we can survive with a system. Is it true? Not necessarily. Many people died before dawn. A person without hope is a walking corpse when alive and a pile of rotten meat when dead, smelly and breeding many insect eggs.
What are the benefits?
Just to survive?
Leyuan stood up, looking at No.1 with a frivolous and impudent look, as if he would make some bad and unacceptable request. No.1 was very nervous when being looked at, and Leyuan couldn't help but smiled and said, "Come in."
He stepped aside and released his hand on the door, and the door creaked open by itself.
Number One almost wanted to rush in, but he knew that he couldn't do that because if he did that, he would most likely be driven away and might not even be able to stay here tonight.
You can't do that. Get a grip on yourself.
Number One walked in almost tremblingly, wiping the sweat off his clothes while carefully holding the door next to him, just like the paradise he had just seen opening the door, even the position of his hand on the door was almost the same.
He rolled his eyes involuntarily to look at the door and saw a white mark that disappeared in a flash, just like a little heat in the winter coming out of a steamer and disappearing in mid-air. It looked very regrettable.
But this is not the way to go.
Number One tried hard to control his expression. He really wanted to laugh. Although he was not here to assassinate or cause trouble, being here, he felt extremely safe.
You will be happy if you can do what you like and want, right?
Number One thought so in his heart, said so to himself, convinced himself, and grinned with a gentle smile. Paradise sat next to him, just looking at him silently.
For some reason, No. 1 felt a little cold. He touched his arm, but there were no goose bumps. He shivered and felt terrible. He almost couldn't stand steadily. Now he thought that there might really be a force here that made people unsteady.
He held onto the chair next to him and tried to sit down because he was a little unsteady on his feet. He was very scared and nervous. He was afraid of being kicked out, afraid of death, afraid of being embarrassed, afraid of being humiliated. He was so nervous that his whole body was shaking. But fortunately, he thought, I can still control myself a little.
Just be restrained a little.
It won't be any longer. If he can't sit down for a while, he will have to keep his body close to the floor even if he has to kneel on the ground. He is already having difficulty breathing. He doesn't know if it's because the air pressure here is too unusual or because the two people here don't talk, like two door gods placed in the wrong position.
Door gods are said to be majestic and scary, with big beards and armor. The two men in front of him had no beards, no armor, were not standing, and had no weapons. Clearly from their appearance, they did not look like door gods at all, but No. 1 had a strange feeling about them for no reason.
This is not good, he thought, if I keep thinking about this I won't be able to keep my composure any longer.
Although he is not very calm now, if his condition deteriorates further, he will be finished.
He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of two people like this. It didn't matter what the two people opposite him looked like. To be honest, he felt that the two people opposite him looked very vague. Not very good-looking, nor very ugly, not very ordinary, nor very stunning. They were just vague, like a ball of miserable white fog, or a pile of black charcoal. It was hard to tell what color they were.
It’s hard to describe what he looks like. Because of this feeling, No. 1 took a deep breath and felt more and more that the person opposite him was like a god that did not exist in this world.
Isn’t the concept of God vague?
No one has ever seen God, and no one can prove that God exists.
Why can't I think that they are gods? As gods, it is normal for them to have some disguises and believers, right?
Number One was stunned and blinked.
Le Yuan said, "Please sit down."
Number One nodded and sat on the chair obediently.
After he sat down, he remembered to look around to see if there were any other chairs, but he found none. It seemed that the one he was sitting on was the only chair in the room.
Number One wanted to stand up immediately, but Leyuan shook his head and said, "No need to be so polite. You're already here, why are you being so polite?"
This sounded strange. Number One put both hands on his clothes. Under his clothes were his pants, and under his pants were his knees. He slowly bent and touched the chair a little bit. He was tentative and very slow, which made people anxious. If someone with an impatient personality saw this, he would get even more angry.
I don't know what Leyuan was thinking about. He looked absent-minded. When he saw that No. 1 hadn't sat down yet, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you angry?"
Number One was confused, so he squinted his eyes and shook his head: "No, no."
He glanced at the park, lowered his head, and said in a very respectful manner, "I, I feel a little nervous..."
He wanted to say that he was scared, but was afraid of offending others, so he changed his tone to nervous. After he finished speaking, he felt that being nervous was not a big deal. His face suddenly turned red, and he even stuttered when he spoke, and sweat began to drip down his face.
Paradise said, "That's all. Don't be nervous. I'm not going to kill you here."
He smiled to himself after saying this.
Just because they don’t kill here doesn’t mean they won’t kill in the future. Maybe they will kill in another place?
This is not good and needs to be changed.
Leyuan glanced at Zhongren, signaling him to remember to remind him.
Jongin nodded and said that he would remember to remind people of this in the future. It’s not about killing people, but about not losing your mind even if you move to another place.
Number One didn't know how they were fighting, he just felt that the atmosphere in the room suddenly began to flow. If before it felt like there was a mountain above his head, now he could breathe because the room was filled with warm bubbles.
There is no danger, no threat, no need to worry too much.
Number One blinked, hesitated, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice: "Did something happen here before I came here?"
Leyuan was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and shook his head: "No."
He looked at Jongin and asked, "Do you remember what happened?"
Jongin also shook his head: "I don't know, I don't remember, it seems not."
He paused, then smiled and said, "If there is, maybe it doesn't exist. Anyway, it's not here with me, nor with us. What do you think?"
Leyuan nodded: "Then it's gone."
They both looked at No.1, who wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled cautiously, "Sorry, I was talking nonsense."
Leyuan shook his head: "No, nothing."
He smiled, but his smile still had a sneer-like feeling between "it's just so" and "as expected".
Number One blinked, feeling a little overwhelmed, and took a deep breath and asked, "What can I do to live here?"
Seeing his look, Leyuan wanted to tease him: "You want to live here forever? It's not impossible. Didn't the middle-aged man give us a red envelope before? If you still have the red envelope shell, open your eyes the next day and take a look. Maybe it's full. It doesn't matter whether it's currency or ghost money, as long as it can be used, who cares what it is? Anyway, the boss will recognize it.
As long as the boss acknowledges the money and you pay, why would anyone chase you away?"
Number One pressed the tip of his tongue against his tooth and felt a bit of a sour toothache, as if the tooth would be pulled out at the next moment. The strange feeling of being neither painful nor a little sour hit his head. He only felt a buzzing in his head and did not understand what the other party meant.
Leyuan looked at him and saw that he seemed to be in trouble, so she considerately said nothing.
When No.1 came to his senses, Leyuan asked, "What do you feel?"
Number One blinked and said, "No, nothing."
He thought about it and shook his head: "I don't know."
他笑了一下，沒發覺自己現在笑起來已經和樂園有兩分相似了。
樂園問：“你難過嗎？”
一號愣了一下，不知道這話是什麽問的，沒前沒後沒頭沒尾，他想了想，想不出來怎麽回答才算好，眨了眨眼睛，就輕聲說：“我不知道，我應該難過嗎？”
樂園笑道：“沒有，你不難過，自然最好。”
一號點了點頭。
樂園問：“你今天晚上想在這裏住？”
一號迫切地點了點頭：“是的。”
他不由得緊張地扭住了自己的手指，順手揪住了一點衣服的邊角，就像是裁縫學徒在處理布料的時候突然看錯了一眼，就縫錯了針，他哆嗦了一下，差點哎呦一聲，好像手被針紮了，但是，他記得自己身上這件衣服并不是新的，早就穿過，洗過許多次，不應該這樣。
一件舊衣服，哪裏冒出來的針？
他想不出來，但是臉色漸漸慘白了，望着哪裏都是雙目無神的模樣，好像失去了魂魄。
樂園問：“你打算付出什麽呢？”
他笑道：“我總不能讓你白住在這裏吧？”
一號明明看見樂園是笑着的，覺得對方還算正常溫和，但不知道為什麽，就是覺得很害怕，很冷，無端端像冬天被人按着手沁在冰水裏面，眨了眨眼睛，垂下目光，低聲說：“我可以給錢。”
樂園想了想：“我對錢沒什麽興趣。”
他扯了扯嘴角，笑了一下：“這話聽起來怪怪的，是吧？我不是炫耀的意思。也不是要說你不好。”
這話要是再解釋下去，好像可以解釋一個鐘頭，樂園眨了眨眼睛，沒有說下去，算是給自己結個尾。
一號突然就被那雙眼睛吸引了，他想，那眼珠子亮晶晶的，像假的一樣，也像假的那麽好看，要是我也有那麽一雙眼睛就好了。
下一秒，他突然覺得恍惚，又想，不對，我什麽也沒有看見，那邊有什麽呢？什麽也沒有，我不知道，我什麽都不知道，我才看見什麽了？我什麽也沒有看見，對啊，這裏什麽都沒有，除我以外？是這樣嗎？是的。
他點了點頭，從那種奇怪的狀态之中回過神來，一時間忘了自己本來要說什麽，張了張口，沉默了。
樂園見他不是不想說，是不知道怎麽說，坐姿往前傾斜了一下，貼心地問：“你還有其他的想法嗎？除了給錢之外。”
他說話的時候，還是笑着的，但還是讓一號覺得怪怪的，一號一邊想，我不能仔細看，太沒有禮貌了，一邊又想，看了就看了，能怎麽樣呢？
他的腦子可能是打了結了，要麽就是少了一根筋，這種時候，越發看起來呆呆的，沒什麽話可說，臉色比之前慘白慘白的好了一些，之前因為情緒激動而浮起的紅暈也一點點落下了，現在看起來是白裏透紅，非常正常，非常健康，要不是嘴唇還有點哆嗦，比正常人還好一點。
至少，看起來，狀态是那樣的，有點像化過妝，但仔細一看，就知道他是沒有化妝的，一般人不會随身攜帶化妝品，尤其是一號不怎麽關心什麽化妝不化妝的事情，對化妝品一竅不通，至于大多數人需要擔心的找女朋友的事情，他對那些事情毫不關心，他巴不得一輩子自己過。
好啊，太好了。要是我一輩子都和自己過，那就太幸福了，我會很高興的。我就願意這樣。沒有什麽事情沒有什麽生活狀态會比那樣的日子更快樂了。我願意那樣。
其他人都是阻礙我的部分，除了能幫助我的，他們根本沒有什麽差別。沒有差別，人都是一樣的，長得一模一樣，腦子一模一樣，長皮長肉長器官和骨頭，爛掉之後都臭烘烘的，燒完之後都是黑乎乎的，一堆灰燼，什麽也沒有，連土都比不上，因為土還更重一點。
哈。
好笑。
一號眨了眨眼睛，很慢地，直勾勾望着樂園，幾乎不眨眼，想了半天，感覺自己從高速公路的汽車變成了慢吞吞的沒有水的烏龜，張了張口，有些幹渴，鐘仁挑了挑眉，從旁邊的牆上取下一個水杯，在飲水機裏面取了一杯水，遞給他：“是冷的，希望你不會覺得太可怕。”
鐘仁開玩笑似的說這話，一號卻好像當真了，看了鐘仁一眼，低下頭去，又看着手裏的水杯，那是是個再普通不過的，藍白色的杯子，有一個說大不大說小不小的公司标志，一號看着，想起了一些奇怪的東西，某些公司會在經過的部分打上印記，好像這塊地已經屬于自己。
據說，有一種公司，會對留下印記的地方進行收購，如果買下了，那就相安無事，如果沒有買下來，大家都要去死。
會那樣嗎？會死嗎？還是奇奇怪怪的其他死法呢？不知道。
我什麽都不知道，一號對着水裏的自己笑了一下，将水一飲而盡了，有那麽一瞬，他的氣質仿佛是坦然赴死。
房間裏面的氣氛，更古怪了。
一號喝了水，臉上泛出一點紅暈，好像他不是喝了水，而是喝了酒。
“我們會死嗎？”
一號望着樂園問。
樂園說：“人固有一死。早晚而已，是吧？”
他看向鐘仁問。
鐘仁點了點頭，他站在旁邊，一號也看向他，他就坐在了樂園旁邊，像兩個班主任在對失戀的學生苦口婆心勸導的那種位置。
看起來還怪好笑的。
不過，一號沒有意識到這件事，他有點想笑，他來這裏，出現的笑料已經夠多了，如果他想笑出來，是沒問題的，就想一下自己之前的表現，他就知道怎麽笑出來，但是，一時間又有點笑不出來，好像心裏沉甸甸的，挂着一塊石頭，這石頭還是只用絲線系了一個活扣。
随便一想都覺得很可怕，仔細一想，更加可怕。
樂園問：“怎麽？你想用死亡來支付代價？也不是不可以。”
他笑了一下，說不清是因為什麽，仿佛是說我也接受你死在面前當房費，又好像是在說，你要是想就這麽死了，你看我怎麽處理你的屍體？
一號又感覺到了那種被包圍得喘不過氣的氛圍，皺了皺眉，低下頭去，低聲說：“對不起，打擾你們了。”
這話聽起來像是打算離開了。
樂園還以為他說完就要站起身來。
但是等了一小會兒，一號沒有離開，樂園也沒有看見一號站起來，一號也就沒有等到回答。
他看了一眼對面的兩個人，深吸一口氣，試圖平複自己的心情，沒法平靜，只能将就着這種激烈的情緒說：“随便你們開條件吧。或許你們開出來的條件，我能辦成，還不用麻煩大家，少點事情，大家都好，不是嗎？”
這話有點自暴自棄的意思了。
樂園打量他：“你有什麽值得我要的？”
他笑了一下：“哦，我也不是沒有事情要人，只不過，我什麽也不會給你。”
一號怔怔看了他一眼，不知道這是什麽意思，答應了？那我之後還需要去死嗎？沒有答應？那我現在是不是應該離開了？死皮賴臉好像不太好，不對，為了活下去，做什麽都可以，這點小事算什麽？
他不得不承認，其實周圍的大多數人都比較害怕樂園，還有樂園旁邊的鐘仁，他們雖然說是朋友，但看起來，又不是很像，有點別扭，說是生死仇敵，好像到不了那個地步，說是親密朋友，又并不時常肢體接觸，也不怎麽說話，好像只需要看一眼，他們就知道對方的話。
一號心想，真的是那樣嗎？如果在別人開口之前就知道要說的話是什麽，是不是很無聊？生活會因此更加乏味嗎？雖然本來的生活糟糕透了，但勉強還有一點可以喜歡的地方，現在就不一樣了，有種說不清道不明的可惡。
要說輕易活下去，不可能。
要說就這麽死去了，又不甘心。
要是不管不顧，卻好像一個瞎子在過河，時刻惴惴不安又沒法解脫，還不如請別人給自己挂在樹上吊死。
這話不好，自殺不好，他殺也不好，殺人不好，被殺也不好。這就是矛盾的地方了，生活是這樣的，一邊讓人覺得無法忍耐，一邊又催促繼續下一天，好像過下去之後，困難都會迎刃而解，是那樣嗎？不一定，有些痛苦是随着時間發酵的。
可怕。
就像某些父母，一邊努力控制能拿到手的東西，比如他們的子女，一邊盡可能對他們好，比如給錢送禮物記生日，就是這樣，一邊讓人恨不得馬上發瘋死掉，一邊又讓人在某一刻覺得也不是不能過下去，這樣也還好，可是生活總是在兩種狀态反複橫跳。
就像是見到了牆頭草，不在這裏，不在那裏，活得很頑強，強得像蟑螂，又像是癌症。
這是好事嗎？不知道。
樂園想好了：“你暫時住在這裏吧。報酬的事情，之後再對你說。”
他打量了一下一號。
一號的狀态不太好，要麽就是太古怪了，有種矛盾感，臉色蒼白得好像下一刻就死了，臉上的紅色又好像再自然不過的腮紅裝扮，還挺正常，身體有一種骨頭突出的感覺，看皮膚又覺得沒有到那個地步，頭發亂糟糟的，說特別幹淨不是，說特別髒也不是，像一個謎團。
如果遇到偵探，或許他這樣的人會很受歡迎。
但很可惜，好可惜，樂園不是偵探，鐘仁也不是。
他們對視一眼，決定這件事就這麽定了。
各自站起身來，一號也跟着站了起來，他有點懵懵懂懂的，睜着眼睛，像一個剛出生的鮮紅色的森*晚*整*理嬰兒，看一眼這個，看一眼那個，小聲問：“事情已經結束了？”
樂園笑道：“是啊，要是不結束，難道我們要就借宿這個話題聊一整夜？我還不想那樣。”
他的笑意突然垮了，有種很累的感覺，低聲說：“我還不想那樣，太痛苦了，太累了。”
話沒說完，他就轉過身去，似乎想要避開一號的目光。
一號很想就這麽順從地收回自己的目光，但是，他發現自己有點控制不住自己的眼睛，不是被人控制了眼球必須看向某個位置的那種控制不住，是心髒怦怦亂跳，比進門之前還緊張一點，又不知道緊張什麽
如果說，他進門之前緊張自己不知道今晚能不能活下來，現在沒什麽可緊張的，是這樣才對。
不知道，我什麽都不知道。
一號的目光迷茫了一瞬，在心裏對自己喃喃道。
我不知道，什麽都不知道，沒有看見，什麽都沒有。
過了這個狀态，他又回過神來，好像忘了剛才發生了什麽。
是應該這樣，鐘仁在這裏，他有扭曲別人感知的能力，受到了污染就大概沒法糾正回去了。
其實一號這個樣子，還算不錯的，因為就在隔壁，二號正在床上，輾轉反側。
他不是睡不着，他是睡得太熟了，一時間睜不開眼睛，就好像被鬼壓床了。
但是鬼壓床，一般不都是帶一點旖旎的故事裏面會出現的情況嗎？
二號是一個人住在房間裏面，一個人睡一張床，有什麽可發生的故事呢？
一號聽見了一點響動，覺得奇怪，又有點好奇，想去看，覺得太危險了，就小心翼翼張望了一下，發現樂園和鐘仁都沒有注意自己，就悄悄走到他們的背後去，試圖側耳細聽一下隔壁的情況，眨了眨眼睛，還真聽見了一點其他的聲音。
“嗚嗚——嗚嗚——好痛——好痛——”
一號一下子彈起來了，就像是一個被按得很重的彩色彈簧。
樂園被他的動靜吸引了注意力，差點被他撞到，扶了他一把問：“怎麽了？”
一號額頭上的汗水又多了，他對樂園讪讪笑了一下說：“沒什麽。”
他連忙把手收起來，收起來的時候又想，這樣好像不太禮貌，有種迫不及待要撇開關系的感覺，他剛剛才得到了可以住在這裏的回答，總不能現在就讓人把自己趕出去，就算不趕出去，這房間也不是自己的，借住的人要有借住的态度。
一號連忙對樂園解釋：“你別誤會！”
他的話剛開了一個頭，樂園眨了眨眼睛就已經知道他要說什麽了，笑了一下：“沒什麽，我不介意。”
一號小心翼翼打量樂園的神色，心想，不對，你明明很介意。
但是這話不能說出來，不然有種鬧別扭的感覺，可一號和樂園的關系還沒到可以鬧別扭的地步。
一號跟在樂園身後，小聲說：“我剛才聽見隔壁有一點聲音，你感興趣嗎？”
樂園笑道：“我知道。”
一號問：“真的？”
樂園本來要點頭，聽他這麽問了，轉過頭來看他：“你很感興趣？”
一號紅着臉，扭扭捏捏說：“也不是那麽感興趣啦~”
樂園就轉回去，往前走說：“那好，我不對你說了。”
一號試圖拉住樂園，又不太敢，就扒拉着樂園的袖子問：“真的不可以對我說嗎？”
樂園無可奈何，站住，看向他問：“你真想知道？”
一號連連點頭：“想啊。”
樂園收回衣服說：“我不告訴你。”
鐘仁在旁邊笑道：“他改變主意了。你現在問沒有用，明天早上就知道了，何必着急這一小會兒的時間呢？”
這話是在勸一號不要問了。
一號有點猶豫，挪動了一下腳步，湊到鐘仁身邊，用高低眉，八卦似的低聲問：“我明天早上真的可以知道嗎？”
鐘仁點頭：“是啊。”
一號問：“開門就知道還是一睜開眼睛，你們就會把答案告訴我？”
他笑了一下，試圖攀關系：“實話說，我這個人，有點性子急，今天晚上要是不知道，恐怕是不敢睡覺的。”
鐘仁打量他問：“是麽？”
一號眨了眨眼睛。
鐘仁笑道：“我不那麽覺得，也許你本身也不那樣，你……”
他頓了頓，想說你不知道，又覺得這麽說不太好，轉而說：“你還是不知道比較好，方便睡覺，我保證你今天晚上會睡得很好的，明天就不一定了。”
一號又有些好奇了問：“今天晚上會睡得好？”
他低聲說：“你不知道，其實我是有一點失眠的，有時候需要褪黑素安眠藥之類的東西來治療自己，要是治得好呢，我就睡得着，要是治不好呢，我就死了，一個晚上睡不着，第二天早上還要爬起來做事，這個那個，學習工作，讨厭透頂了。
尤其是我身邊的那些人我都不喜歡。”
最後一句話把鐘仁的目光吸引過來了，鐘仁看着一號問：“你讨厭他們？”
這個他們有點微妙，像是在說這個房間之外的人，又像是在說沒有見過面的一些陌生人。
一號知道這是個對自己的機會，想要抓住，又不知道對方究竟想聽什麽，此刻不由得深深懊悔自己從前在辦公室沒有認真學習別人溜須拍馬的技術，就算學不到這個，學一點察言觀色和審時度勢也算好事。可惜了，他之前沒有抓住機會，本來他也不喜歡那些。
此刻是拿不出來那些的，一號的感覺就是自己太窮了，別人兩袖清風，自己是渾身上下都空空蕩蕩。
他不由得有一點羞愧，紅着臉，低下了頭，好像上課被老師喊起來回答問題卻一個字都說不出來的樣子，紅得像刷了一層紅蘋果的顏色。
“說不出來？”
鐘仁的興趣逐漸減弱，轉過去要走：“你既然沒有可說的話，我就不跟你說了，免得你睡不着。”
眼看人真要就這麽走了，一號連忙說：“有話說的。”
鐘仁問：“是麽？你說啊。”
一號猶豫了一下，心裏簡直像是在跷跷板上決定殺死過去的自己還是未來的自己，聲音有點抖，但還好，不嚴重，也不重要：“我不喜歡他們。”
鐘仁問：“他們？包括誰呢？”
一號莫名感覺對面的人像招聘的上司了，擺出義正嚴辭和正襟危坐的态度說：“就是不在這個屋子裏的人。”
鐘仁問：“哦，他們，那要是走出了這個屋子，你就不讨厭他們了？”
一號搖了搖頭：“不是，出去還是讨厭，只是，我盡量藏起來，別叫他們看見，不然，大家都不高興。”
鐘仁問：“那之後，他們裏面，也包括我和我的朋友嗎？”
一號愣了一下，皺了皺眉，又想笑，皺眉是覺得荒謬，想笑是因為又氣又好笑，像是剛剛聽見了一個笑話：“當然不。”
他認真解釋說：“我讨厭那些人。但是，他們裏面，是不包括你們兩個的。
他們是他們，你們是你們。
你們和他們不一樣。
我喜歡你們，你們比他們好多了。”
鐘仁問：“在保護你的方面，比他們好多了？”
一號沒察覺這話有點陷阱，順着一點頭就說：“是這樣的。”
話音未落，他就意識到不好，連忙補救說：“不止是這樣，在哪裏都很好，錢財、安全、感情……”
一號怕說得太情真意切出現反效果，他是聽說過有些人在上司發動全公司團建或者演講的時候，太激動，太配合，出事故，造成事倍功半效果的情況的，聽起來像個笑話，說起來也像，看起來也像，但是，這種事情落到當事人的頭上就糟糕透頂了。
糟糕得就像是報仇卻三番四次找錯了人。
這樣不好。
鐘仁看着他：“你繼續。”
一號有點頭皮發麻，但是，心想，他們看起來很厲害，實際上也很厲害，應該不會在這裏就殺了我，要殺我，早就殺了，也不需要等一小會兒，他們看起來不像是喜歡耍人的樣子，希望不是，但他們真要殺我，我也不能怎麽樣，躺平等死雖然不好，但總比千刀萬剮要好。
"I, I," Number One stammered a little, showing a silly smile, like a drunk child who didn't realize his own condition, "I can still sleep well here, and I can guarantee that I won't die now, which is already good enough."
I am very content, he thought.