"But is it really happy to have money?" He Xin sighed.
"I don't know," Loeb said. "I just know that it's hard to live without money. It may be okay for people with low consumption desires, but not for people with high consumption desires. But everyone has their own preferences.
The rich have their own way of living, and the poor have their own way of living."
"Teacher, you have never been poor."
Loeb lay down on the vacant bed next to him, took out the cigarette and held it in his mouth without lighting it. For a moment, he felt a mixture of sadness and joy.
He has indeed never been poor.
I have never experienced poverty.
Because his family can spare enough money for him to spend extravagantly, such as opening a bar or a restaurant. At worst, he will close it and use the remaining money to travel elsewhere. When it runs out, he will call back.
Is it easy to make money?
Not that easy.
For those who choose the right path, money is not that easy, because among 7 billion people there will always be someone who chooses the same path as you, and there can never be two parallel lines between everyone.
What about those who chose the wrong path? Go to a construction site? Go to a factory? They have dreams, but they didn’t work hard when they were young, so they had to learn as they got older. However, after studying, they found that time had passed and their age was not accepted by this industry...
.Money is hard!
But no matter how you talk about it, it will always be related to the line of fate. Destiny is created by yourself or not. Whether you are a boy or a girl, the starting point and the end point are mostly determined when you are born.
The children at the end have a narrow vision, and the children at the end have a broad vision. Their study, life, goals, and careers all follow the so-called destiny. Is it possible to rely on acquired changes? Possible, but too few, almost as few as a few fingers.
You can count them.
Loeb looked at the white ceiling, the scent of lilies lingering on the tip of his nose, which Li Ze and Mary bought specially at the flower and bird market.
He is still the drunken old man who can only hide underground. He is a teacher, but he is the kind of dispensable relationship that cannot be achieved, but we meet after so many years.
He still remembers what he said to these students when they graduated: live your own happiness instead of frowning every day...
As a result, this is what happens when we see each other again after not contacting each other for many years.
As long as He Xin calls him, he will definitely donate 100,000 to 80,000 yuan, and maybe he will go to Los Angeles to find the best cancer doctor in person, but He Xin doesn't have it. He Xin was obviously the one he was most proud of back then.
Student...He Xin should not have deleted his phone number.
"Teacher, why do you say people live? Everyone has to die, so why are you still alive?" He Xin looked a little pessimistic.
"Realize...realize value." Loeb said entangledly.
"Value?" He Xin snorted, "What value? Soldiers serve the motherland, filial sons accompany their parents, dreamers chase their dreams, but in the end, it's all in vain. The rich think about how to make more money every day, then they look at their own hands
What would it be like to earn a lot of money? Do you want to earn more? Or just do it and travel? The poor think about how to earn more money every day, because they want to live, they don’t have the guts to die, and even more
Not to mention traveling, it is a regular thing to go back and forth between meals. And most of the poor are workers, and workers account for two-thirds. I disagree with such a value."
Loeb let out a long sigh of relief.
This involves philosophy. He is not a philosopher, nor does he like philosophy. It is too difficult for him to answer. And he does not want to think about such a profound and painful thing.
There is heaven on one side, hell on the other, left and right, good and evil... Life is a paradox, so paradoxical that people doubt whether life is really worth it.
"Live well." Loeb sat up.
"Live well?" He Xin stared at his eyes, not seeing him for a long time, Loeb still looked the same.
"This is your only value now."
"My only value is to let my son live a few more days."
"Bastard!" Loeb whispered, "I've already told you that your son's disease can't be cured! Do you understand? It can't be cured! Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't cure it. Although he is a mixed race, a mixed race
Their physical fitness is indeed stronger than that of humans, but hybrids also have human blood, and they are subject to birth, old age, illness and death. How can hybrids solve things like advanced cancer that cannot be solved by humans? Hybrids are still living among humans."<
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"Then why did you come today?" He Xin gasped.
"Look at you. He Xin, long time no see... By the way, let me tell you, take your son to where he wants to go." Loeb said softly.
"Teacher! I still want him to live a few more days." He Xin struggled to sit up, his hand that inserted the needle trembled slightly.
"You deserve it too!" Loeb shrugged. "Take him to climb the Great Wall, visit the aquarium, take a look at Mount Emei and Huangshan Mountain, and then feed the seagulls. Let his last memory stay in the great rivers and mountains, not in the great rivers and mountains.
In a hospital full of disinfectant, I will report to Emma about recruitment... If he dies, where do you want to be buried?"
"Take it with you." He Xin said softly, "Take him to places he has never been to. He has suffered all his life."
"You have been suffering all your life." Loeb stepped forward and touched his head. It seemed that everything had returned to the time when we first met. At that time, he was so short, so dark, not outstanding at all, but also outstanding.
.At that time, he was full of perseverance, but now he lacks perseverance.
He was still the young boy who obeyed orders, but under the wash of the waterfall, his edges were worn away and became smooth.
Changed, everything has changed.
But being able to see your students still living in this world is probably the most gratifying thing for a teacher. Even if the students are doing well or not, being able to see your students still living in this world is the most gratifying thing for a teacher.
Good wishes.
"Want to go back to the academy?" Loeb leaned over and held his head in his arms.
"I want to go back." He Xin finally cried. He had endured it for so long that his tear glands were numb... He was not a good father, nor a good husband. A man with white hair would give a man with black hair a gift.
, may be the most painful thing in life.
Loeb looked at his hands.
In addition to the old scars, there are new scars on it... burns, cuts, cracks, new skin replacing dead skin, dust soaking into the wounds and not cleaning up in time, forming black patches that are sealed inside. They are too old to look like this.
The skin of age... He Xin has experienced too much suffering in his life, and he cried so much that it is unimaginable.
"Am I still your teacher?" Loeb asked.
"Of course." He Xin wiped away his tears.
"Then let's go to Fuxian Lake first and then Jiuzhaigou. During these seven days, I will accompany you and your son to appreciate the world instead of being forced to live in it." Loeb covered his hand.
The cold hands, the relationship between the temperature, and the speed of each step are also accelerated with the unraveling of the heart.
