
I Think, Therefore You Exist [JX3]
我思故你存[剑三]
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 250k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 7y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Synopsis
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After reading the text, I felt that if it were me, I might have killed Lu Yuan. Why? Just because you created a character and hasn't been online for a long time, does it deserve to be stuck in a game for the rest of your life? The virtual world is still virtual no matter how real it seems. In fact, what I feel most distressed about is the unknown heroine. She is neither Tang Ningxi nor Taotao. She is an ordinary Jiansan player, like you, me, or other girls who like this game. But she has no name, because the meaning of her existence is to complete a love story with ups and downs and a seemingly happy ending. Maybe she gained Lu Yuan's love, but she could never go back, she would never be able to see her parents, she wouldn't be able to complete her studies, and she would have no tomorrow. How many years will this game last? Ten years? Twenty years? If the world based on Jian San will disappear when the Jian San level server is completed, who will know that there was once a silly girl who died silently in the game world for the so-called "love" when the song ends? Except for Sister Pao, who has replaced the master's life, no one, data, or other existence knows about it. It's quite fun to watch, and no one knows how uncomfortable it happens to anyone. Is this love? "I love you, so you must love me too, stay in this world for me, let your role take your place to complete your life, and enjoy the love of your family. Don't resent me, because you created me, you should feel guilty and step into the trap I prepared for you. If you want to ask why, maybe this is the meaning of love." Imagine that one day you were replaced by a blob of data that you created because your character wanted to pursue her love. Isn't it very scary? Now I suddenly want to delete all my characters, because I don't know what my characters think if they have thoughts. I don't want to be calculated by the characters I created. If this is love, not everyone can afford this kind of love, and not everyone can afford the consequences. Maybe such a setting looks beautiful and interesting in the second dimension, but what if it really happens? Who can accept it? I am alarmist, I have a glass heart, and I am persecuted and paranoid. I admitted it all. I don't like this ending. They say it's for the heroine's own good, but who really wants to listen carefully to what the heroine thinks. I can't stand the rest of the story and feel uncomfortable. I hope the unknown heroine can really get what she wants.
I searched for other novels and came up with Jiansan's novels. I was immediately interested and came to read it. I didn't expect that I had followed it seriously in the post bar before (crying). I remember that there were stories in Jiansan's 818 during that time. There were so many excellent ghost net three. It's such a sigh that it's been so long.
I stayed up late to finish reading it. How should I put it, it's a bit complicated. There are many beautiful things in the novel that are as bright as morning flowers, and it makes me feel warm after reading it. The male and female protagonists also seem to have a good ending, but I just feel stuck in my throat for no reason. Maybe it's because it doesn't agree with my thoughts. I always feel that there is always a gap between male and female protagonists called conspiracy and calculation. I love you, I love you very much, so I stay with you, but I will never trust you. I love you, I love you very much, so I indulge you, but I will always control you. The heroine understands everything, but Lu Yuan's calculations are too good and accurate, so even if he understands, he can't escape, let alone escape. This kind of relationship should be the best ending in an unsatisfactory relationship, but it is also the one that makes me feel depressed, as if there is a mouthful of old blood stuck in my chest. I can't see that there are too many tricks in love. I don't know how to write articles, but that doesn't stop me from brainstorming two short stories. In my mind, even if the purpose is not pure at the beginning and the process is turbulent, the final outcome will be clear, and it will be frankly satisfactory or letting go. The people in my story are all too arrogant. They all have the obsession or bottom line that they would rather die, and no matter how deeply they love, they insist on not taking a step back. Maybe it has something to do with me as a person. I'm afraid of being controlled, afraid of being suppressed, afraid of being powerless to fight back, and afraid of being so weak that I can't even kill myself. Normally, I love to laugh and be soft, but once I feel that my every move is controlled by someone else, I will become very violent, madly cursing that person to death, or cursing myself to death. Fortunately, I am also a very timid and cowardly person, so I didn't catch people practicing it without cursing. I don't know if this is the so-called give me freedom or give me death. I think I may be more extreme than others in loving freedom. It's true that there is possession in love, but love that moves step by step is too scary for me. If I were the heroine, I might insert that black cold dagger into my chest. After all, escape and death are easy for the dead. Only those who live with paranoid love will be tortured and crazy. In the final analysis, you are too selfish. You love yourself more than you love others, so you can feel relieved when people who do all kinds of evil things in the name of love are in pain. Anyway, I finished reading it in the end. Although I didn't agree on the same ideas, I have no objection to the choice of the male and female protagonists. After all, the road you choose, whether it is muddy and ferocious or blooming with flowers, is entirely up to you, right? Open your eyes and look at it. Whatever you think it is, it is what it is. Sure enough, I am still suitable for reading sweet stories. Whether it is straightforward and frank or a girl's sweet and shy love, it is better than the sincerity imprisoned in a blood-drenched cage. I don't know what I'm talking about right now. I'm feeling dizzy after staying up all night. If I said something bad, please ignore it. I'm so sleepy, good night.
55555 I dug it out and read it again today. It has been a long time and I suddenly want to go online. However, the computer configuration at home cannot even carry the hand-painted version. .
Chumeng Little Theater is the most interesting! I was very satisfied with reading the whole book, and I also came up with many ideas that I had not thought of at the time. Overall, I enjoyed watching it.
Sister Taotao, you are so stupid, you were eaten up by a sick cat like this.
Sister Taotao, so pitiful, hahahahahaha, I laughed out loud when I saw it again
I'm so happy to see this wedding again after so many years (o^^o)
I, I, I actually! Exist! Jinjiang! I see you! So excited! !
I really miss the 90s. At that time, I played games every day. After playing QHL, I changed my number and went to JJC. After playing games, I watched the 818 water gang group posted in Shudong. On the top of the war-torn city wall in Luoyang, there are a bunch of people waiting to clean the oxcarts hahahaha