Loneliness is a powerful enemy that makes it difficult for people to have the desire to fight, and even shudders when faced with it. Perhaps coexisting with it is the only way out, because in many cases, people cannot make choices of their own will.
Their thoughts and beliefs are disturbed by external factors at every moment. Sometimes they suddenly recall a long-standing memory in a hazy moment, and sometimes they suddenly fall into fear of the future in an unnoticed corner. p>
But whether it is the past or the future, their only manifestations are constant, which means that no matter what choices you make at the moment, it will not have any impact on what has happened in the past or what will happen in the future, such as
Ask a question thousands of times and you will always get the same answer.
Iyeta slowly lowered his head and spat out three words from his lips and teeth as pale as snow. He was as weak as a fallen bird after its wings were broken, and he was wailing: "I'm sorry..."
Sure enough.
Ringer sighed softly. This sigh was not out of surprise or disappointment, but based on a psychology that he had already expected: he already knew what kind of answer Iyeta would give, but he still asked the question in a unnecessary way.
Asking this question shows that he is not as rational and mature as he appears on the surface, and he still has the most naive illusions about certain things.
The tragedy that happened in the village of Avignon six hundred years ago completely broke the psychological defense of the angel girl, making her unable to muster the courage to fight the curse. Therefore, even if she had the strength, she was willing to cower in this small room.
In the windmill tower room. She felt that as long as she did not leave here, at least the people around her would not be harmed. She did not expect her power to be able to do anything. She was already used to her loneliness, but she could only ask for nothing.
It's just an excuse to make yourself feel at ease, or an illusion.
But happiness is definitely such a fragile thing that can be destroyed easily, and angels who swear to bring happiness to people should not let the cage that traps them become a ladder to the door of happiness, allowing others to step on it but still willing to do so. That is more like
It is an exchange rather than a natural product of emotional exchange.
Will our weak but stubborn Miss Angel understand this truth?
Linge turned around and took a deep look at Iyeta. The latter buried his face in his arms and couldn't see the sight he was looking at, but he could still feel a pair of eyes looking at him in the darkness, calm and deep.
The delicate girl trembled all over, and an uneasy voice came through the white flannel silk fabric at the cuffs: "Lin, Linge, do you think I am weak? I am useless.
People can't even do such a simple thing...really, really useless, right?"
Ringer shook his head: "I have never said that. Weakness is a relative concept and a complicated matter. I am not qualified to define your character. What's more, sometimes, making the choice itself
That’s enough courage.”
No matter what choice that is.
Iyetta quietly raised her head, revealing a pair of big sky-blue eyes from behind her arms, blinking gently: "Really, really?"
"Yeah."
"But, but!" she said eagerly, not knowing whether she was arguing for herself or refuting Ringer's statement: "I have more power than everyone else, but I didn't think about resisting anything. Isn't this weakness?
”
After hearing the words, Ling Ge was silent for a moment. He once again thought of his adoptive father, a man with a gentle smile and firm faith. If he were here, he would definitely say to Iyeta, "The more abilities you have, the more powerful you are."
The bigger you are, the greater the responsibilities you shoulder." This is the truth, because he himself lives by this principle in the world.
But Ringer didn't think so. He felt that if he inherited everything from his adoptive father, including his identity, his ideals and his career, there was only one thing that he did not inherit, or could not inherit.
That's his belief.
Therefore, he will not directly say whether this truth is right or wrong, but will tell Ieta another truth, that is, there is never an inevitable connection between power and responsibility.
"That's just my expectation for you." Ringer said.
"Expecting it?" Ieta repeated it half-understanding.
"Yes." Linge glanced at the "Canon" in his hand and said: "This world is very unreasonable, and people will inherit this attribute, so sometimes they will blindly impose their expectations on others.
Ask them to do something according to their own wishes. But responding to expectations is not a mission that people are born to complete. It only depends on your personal wishes. If you like him, then respond to his expectations; if you don't like it,
If it does, then ignore his expectations. Smart creatures have the freest souls in the world, so no one can restrain them. Only you can restrain yourself, because this is also a kind of freedom."
At the end of his words, his tone was a bit like preaching the goddess's teachings to the poor and numb people below on the altar of Tianxin Church. It was long and low: "Ieta, you are also free, more powerful than any soul in the world.
Freedom. Therefore, it is up to you to decide whether to respond to the expectations of others, not to us. No one can accuse you of being weak, just as they cannot accuse the world of being too unreasonable because of their own experiences.
That’s all a personal choice.”
"Ah..."
Iyeta slowly opened her mouth wide and listened at a loss. She actually didn't understand these complicated truths. She only knew that Lin Ge did not mean to blame herself, and she also captured a very key message from his words: "
If you like someone, respond to his expectations, is that right, Ringer?"
The young man replied: "The real situation must be much more complicated than this, but for you now, a simple understanding is enough."
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Iyeta didn't notice that Ringer's subtext was "If you have such a low IQ and such a simple character, you shouldn't think about such complicated things." She said happily: "Then I finally know why I want to bring happiness to everyone, because
I like everyone, so I want to respond to everyone’s expectations. Of course, I like everyone, including Ringer!”
The young man's fingers on the book cover paused slightly, then returned to normal after a while, and said calmly: "That's good."
"Yes!" Iyeta nodded vigorously: "I want to write this sentence down in my notebook!"
She did what she said, stood up immediately, dragged the silver chain around her ankle, clattered back to the room, took out the notebook and pen she kept in the drawer, lay on the bed, and wrote in clumsy handwriting one stroke after another.
Write down the new knowledge you just learned: "I like everyone and want to respond to everyone's expectations, so... I want to bring happiness to everyone!"
A simple syllogism is established.
Ringer sat on the steps at the door, quietly listening to the girl's voice in the wind. He thought that there are many forms of responding to other people's expectations. Angels who want to bring happiness to everyone and angels who fight against curses.
We cannot simply attribute the former to weakness and the latter to bravery; or think that the former is useless and the latter is useful. In fact, they are equivalent in meaning, juxtaposed in relationship, and have gained a sincere emotional connection.
Blending.
That's right, just keep growing like this, Miss Ietta.
One day you will understand what everyone really expects from you.
……
"Hey hey hey."
When the angel girl swept away the previous haze and walked to the door with a silly smile, the young man had already opened the "Bible" again and started reading it carefully. Ieta gathered up her skirt and sat down, staring like a curious baby.
She looked at Ling Ge's back and wanted to find a topic to chat with him, but she didn't know where to start. Suddenly, she noticed that the young man was different from usual, so she happily exclaimed: "Ah, Ling Ge!" "What's going on with the clothes you're wearing?"