Matthew quickly calmed himself down.
"I can only say that your talent in magic is enough to make everyone envious."
Hibbert said indifferently,
"Are you envious? Perhaps, but I'm not happy."
Matthew could not help but retort,
"Unhappy people will never be happy at any time.
" Which do you think is happier, an unhappy ordinary person or an unhappy magic genius?"
Hearing this.
Hibbert's eyes were stunned, and then he looked apologetic.
"You're right. Maybe I'm too greedy.
"Life is filled with unhappiness. With such talent, I should have been more contented.
"Unfortunately, I can't control my brain.
"It has been torturing me, ordering me to think about those endless questions. This process really makes me feel pain.
" Sometimes, I even suspect that I'm not me anymore."
Matthew frowned.
"Why do you say that?"
Hibbert reminisced,
