This is the inner monologue written by Li Shi in the name of the novel, drunk, and this time he is sincere enough to put it out.
Cover of "Waiting"
About talk shows, about success and Vanity Fair, about friends and companies, about sincerity and death, about drinking and sleeping.
As long as there is wine to drink, someone to talk to him, someone to sleep with him can satisfy him. But the identity of the body is more and more, and the more it cannot be pure.
He always felt that life was meaningless, his heart did not beat very early, he often chatted and talked with the god of death, he longed for death, wanted to withdraw from the environment in which he was, but he did not know where to go. He felt that his life had no meaning in the first place.
But he can bring a little joy and meaning to others, so his life is forced to have meaning, his friends advise him.
The whole book is full of Li Shi's sincerity and confession, if he is as true as he thinks. Then his world and circumstances are still difficult for most of us to empathize with, that is, how many books have been read, how many gains and losses have been experienced, and how much thinking can be experienced.
After reading the whole book, it seems to be drunk with it, and when I wake up, I also touch my heart, it is still beating, life is still going on... Thank you Li For giving us such an opportunity, take a nap, and then move on.