This man had given his lifeblood to her to hold - just like practicing hard skills such as Iron Cloth Shirt and Golden Bell Guard, the lifeline was the only point - but he had left it to her to hold.
Who is afraid of whom?
Therefore, he began to show off his power and dominate the heaven and the earth.
"Brother Donglin, I want to eat pears... small ones, definitely not those with yellow skin..."
"Brother Donglin, I want plums, they must be the most sour kind, the kind with green skin..."
Wang Donglin poured a glass of warm water and walked over, saying softly: "Silly girl, do you want to add some lemon?"
"Shh... look..."
Wang Donglin followed her gaze and saw a row of ants on the ground.
It was a group of ants working together, holding an insect much larger than their bodies, and slowly and victoriously moved forward along the wisteria flower stand. It was obvious that there must be their nest under the roots of the flower stand.
"Brother Donglin, I sometimes wonder, what's the meaning of this life? Let's just talk about these ants. They come and go every day. They just move to find food and escape from the world. From then on, they never have any other goals.
and meaning…”
"..."
"And life is not like that! Let's just say I am pregnant. I lie down like this every day, eat something, and often vomit. In addition, I do nothing and just wait for the birth of a new life... and then,
When this life grows up, it will start a new round of this kind of life..."
"..."
"Let's not talk about the boredom of pregnant women. Let's talk about most people. It's nothing more than work, life and career, from nine to five every day, step by step, week in and week out. How meaningful would you say that job is? How much can it promote the contribution and progress of mankind?
Not necessarily! Because without this type of work, there will be no impact on the earth... If you look carefully around you, you will see that 99% of the people live like this, no different from ants or worker bees..."
"So what if you are the so-called elite? You are busy every day, but in the final analysis, what are you doing? It is just fighting and fighting... Even if you are at the top, so what? Life is not short, and you cannot be rich and powerful.
Year……"
Wang Donglin sat down next to her.
"I remember that there was a scientist in the former Soviet Union who was very powerful and one of the most outstanding figures in his field. A certain country had no means to kill him. In the end, their agents came up with a way to kill him without any effort.
The scientist committed suicide..."
"What method did they use?"
"They secretly followed the scientist and spent two years filming his entire life. One day, the scientist suddenly saw the videotape and found that he went to and from get off work every day, from the laboratory to home or traveling, from the hotel to home... …365 days a year, without exception, is no different from the work schedule of a worker bee. He was very shocked and felt that this was a completely rigid, depressive and meaningless life, so he committed suicide..."
Yan stared at him carefully.
At that time, he also stared at her.
At this moment, he alone understood what she meant by what she said.
Even though she was pregnant for three years, even though she lay at home doing nothing all day, vomiting and feeling nauseous - after all, she knew that he would leave early and come home late, and what would happen slowly over time.
After a while, he laughed and held her hand tightly.
