When Niechen said the words "I'm very tired", Sister Jiaojiao covered her mouth and cried bitterly. She didn't like to cry, not because she was afraid of showing her weak side in front of others, but because she rarely
There is someone or something worthy of her tears. It is said that men bleed rather than shed tears. Although she is a daughter, she would rather bleed than shed tears.
This is a kind of persistence that comes from the heart.
In Sister Jiaojiao's impression, Niechen has always been synonymous with strength. No matter how difficult and dangerous the front is, he will move forward unswervingly. Although Niechen carries countless burdens on his shoulders, he never
He never complained at all. In fact, he always showed a bright smile in front of the people around him to comfort the heavy hearts of the people around him.
But today, when Niechen said the words "I am very tired", she suddenly discovered that the stronger the people, the more tired they are. Because they never tell others about the pain and tiredness in their hearts.
Blindly hiding themselves. In their view, talking is a kind of weakness and a kind of withdrawal. Rather than wasting this energy on talking, it is better to concentrate on moving forward.
This kind of different kind of loneliness is very hurtful and can make anyone physically and mentally exhausted.[
At this moment, when these three words "I am very tired" were spoken, Niechen completely restored his true self: a big boy who could no longer be ordinary.
In Sister Jiaojiao's eyes, this big boy has no smile, no joy, no sunshine. All he has is a gloomy memory. What's even more heartbreaking is that this memory is still incomplete.
I can’t help but ask: Where will the duckweed with its roots float with the waves?
Sister Jiaojiao still clearly remembers the scene when she saw Nie Chen for the first time.
At that time, Niechen entered her shop with a thin, frail but beautifully dressed little girl in her arms. On his face was a bright smile unique to a sunny boy. And the little girl in his arms also smiled sweetly.
I called her a very heart-warming aunt.
When she smiled and asked if the little girl was his sister, he scratched his head and said with some embarrassment that the little girl was his daughter. At that time, she looked stunned and sighed in her heart: Young people nowadays are really cool.
Strong, especially Nie Chen still looks so honest and honest on the outside...
Just like the old saying: You can’t judge a person by his appearance!
When she brought the breakfast ordered by Niechen to the table, Niechen said awkwardly: "Thank you..."
What makes Sister Jiaojiao unforgettable is that Niechen's pronunciation of the word "thank you" was like a child's babbling. It was difficult to say, and it was unclear, as if she was tone deaf. At that time, she
I was still angry and thought: Is it so difficult to say thank you?
But the little girl who was eating with gusto suddenly widened her eyes, as if she had discovered a new world, and said in surprise: "Ah, Dad, you actually said thank you to others..."
At that moment, she realized how hard-earned Niechen's "thank you" was.
As the contact deepened, she also learned that the thank you that Nirvana said that day was the first time in his life that he said it.
This is definitely a miracle for Disha who only knows killing.
The occurrence of this miracle shows the transformation of Disha: the demonic nature fades and the humanity returns. I believe that a brand new nirvana will inevitably be born in the near future.
Soon after, Sister Jiaojiao began to admire this low-key and honest boy from the bottom of her heart and regarded him as a younger brother. Because in her mind, such a loving boy would not be too bad even if he was bad.
Without waiting for Sister Jiaojiao to speak, Niechen jumped down from the tall building. His hoarse voice floated in the void: "Sister Jiaojiao, please..."
Sister Jiaojiao wiped away the tears on her face and shouted loudly: "You brat, if you're tired, take a rest..."
What answered her was the whistling wind.
Watching Niechen's back gradually disappearing, Sister Jiaojiao hugged her knees and cried loudly. Niechen had shouldered so much on his own, and now he actually had to sacrifice his life to give the little girl and Guan Feixuan a future.
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Why are the shackles of fate so heavy, why is the world so indifferent, and why are people's hearts so unpredictable?
People can’t answer, and they can’t answer!
A broad and warm embrace embraced Sister Jiaojiao.
Smelling that familiar scent, Sister Jiaojiao cried bitterly: "Man, why..."
Women are all emotional!
Brother Li hugged Sister Jiaojiao tightly and whispered: "Because, this is his life!"
Sister Jiaojiao stubbornly shook her head: "I don't believe in fate!"
Brother Li held Sister Jiaojiao's pretty face with pear blossoms and said with a wry smile: "Daughter-in-law, believe it or not, fate exists. Why do we have to work so hard to climb up and not dare to slack off at all? Because we
We want to break free from the shackles of fate and allow ourselves to transcend. We are not strong enough now, so we can only let fate be at the mercy of us. But when we are strong enough, fate will be at the mercy of us..."
Sister Jiaojiao said distressedly: "But, he is very miserable and tired..."
Brother Li looked at the direction in which Nichen left, his eyes filled with a bit of coldness, and said: "This is everything he has to experience. In this world, everyone suffers, and the difference lies in the amount of suffering."
"The amount of suffering depends on the height a person stands on and what he wants to ask for. In other words, you have to pay as much as you want to get. There is no such thing as a free pie in the sky!"
"We know exactly who completely reversed Nirvana's destiny and created him. But he is standing at this height now, and he also has huge potential for higher levels and even more levels, which indicates that
He must bear the price necessary to obtain all this! And all this must be borne by himself, and other people's interference will only make his suffering worse!"
"Besides, the more he endures, the greater his achievements will be in the future. It won't do him any harm to suffer more and suffer more now!"
Sister Jiaojiao shook her head in pain: "Everyone knows the truth, but who can be so cruel as to watch him fall into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire and endure the pain in this world?"
Looking directly at Brother Li, Sister Jiaojiao said word by word: "Man, you can do it, but I can't!"
The coldness in Brother Li's eyes disappeared and he smiled bitterly: "Daughter-in-law, you think too highly of me..."
Only then did Sister Jiaojiao see that Brother Li was carrying a mottled ancient sword filled with black energy on his back.
Kill evil!
She knows very well that her man is the strongest when he holds his own firmly against evil.
Sister Jiaojiao asked tentatively: "Man, what are you..."
Brother Li said softly: "Daughter-in-law, you are not the only one who feels sorry for them..."
Sister Jiaojiao said, I really don’t know how the long speech in front of my man came out.[
Wiping away Sister Jiaojiao's tears, Brother Li said softly: "Daughter-in-law, take good care of the house. Whatever you want to do, let your man do it for you..."
Sister Jiaojiao was moved in her heart and hugged her man tightly. The man who loved her the most in the world was her man who loved her so much!
Brother Li very considerately tidied Sister Jiaojiao's slightly messy clothes. After smiling gently, he stepped out and disappeared.
A whisper floated in the void: "Europe, this emperor is here..."
Emperor Xuan carries his sword and marches westward, and the sky will be stained with blood! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
