Chapter 18: The Age of Thinking and Thinking

Disadvantages may also become advantages. I have lost the small voice of this world, but have rich imagination.

Every time I take out my phone and open WeChat to chat with someone, I always feel that something is missing?

Can you chat without typing or posting voices? Can you see the picture with your eyes closed? Can you hear the sound without your ears?

I thought of thinking. Thinking and mobile phones are connected through micro-radio waves, and combined with the ubiquitous network, forming pictures in people's minds.

When that time comes, mankind will enter a new era - the era of thinking.

A blind man can walk on the street like a normal person, and I can also hear subtle sounds and live a confident life.

The world is beautiful. I think that in a long time, human ears and eyes will slowly degenerate until there is no.

If humans lose their ears and eyes, only their nose and mouth on their faces, are they considered aliens?

A long time ago, humans had tails. I want to say whether they were so ugly and so cute about movies about aliens.

The thinking and thinking era I think is fictional, but I believe that one day will come. Have you forgotten the era of intelligence? It has not been in the 1990s, but now it has it.

I just don't know if I can stick to that day, I really want to hear subtle sounds again and make friends without being alone.

Last night I watched the Chinese Dream Show, where there was an armless girl who was also a post-90s generation. Her dream was to live independently like a normal person.

Where is me? I have hands and feet, but I just have tinnitus. Why do I always complain about the difficulties of life and use novels to vent my inner dissatisfaction?

Love is greatness and the root of hatred.

The armless girl has a mother who loves her, so she is strong and not afraid of hardship and fatigue. She lives for her mother even if she doesn't do it for herself.

Some people are trying their best to change their destiny because of hatred and thus take revenge.

My parents love me too, but very little, and I don’t hate me either. I can’t hate me. The world doesn’t owe me, and even if I want to hate me, it’s useless to hate myself.

April 3, 2018, exactly 10 o'clock in the evening.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!