Perhaps the boring part is just the text, and the inner meaning is so empty that it does not contain any hope.
There are no pebbles in my book.
So...even if the past ten years...twenty years...
You will only grow old and never be saved.
…
Zhuo Zhiwen put down the book.
The book had no name, and she couldn't remember when she started reading it.
Passers-by on the street were walking in a hurry, most of them had their heads lowered and their brows were furrowed. Only a few people were talking and laughing, and occasionally looked at each other next to them.
…
"I've read this book."
When Zhuo Zhiwen heard this, she turned her head and realized that there was a person sitting opposite her.
A bit strange, but a very beautiful woman with outstanding temperament.
"Sorry, you...what did you just say?"
He smiled at the woman sitting there and said, "I said, I have read this book."
She reached out her hand and took the book in front of Zhuo Zhiwen. The moment her fingers touched the cover of the book, there were words on it.
Zhuo Zhiwen saw it, saw it clearly... it was "Freedom Awakening".
But...she...didn't remember it at all.
"I liked it very much before, but when I saw this part, I suddenly realized... this book may not have been meant for others to read from the beginning... but... belongs to the author's own memory."
Zhuo Zhiwen frowned and looked around. The afternoon sun fell on her body and she felt restless. She felt thirsty but didn't want to drink water because the feeling was a bit raw. To be precise... it was instinctive.
, the body is unfamiliar with this world.
"Have you finished reading?" the woman asked.
Zhuo Zhiwen frowned: "What?"
She smiled: "I mean, have you finished reading this book?"
Zhuo Zhiwen looked at the cover of the book. After hesitating for a while, she nodded: "Well..."
"Like it?"
Zhuo Zhiwen shook her head and did not hesitate this time.
She smiled.
"I don't like it either, just like...I don't like my past self..."
Zhuo Zhiwen felt very confused and asked: "Who...are you?"
She didn't answer, she lowered her head and read the book quietly, as if she was suddenly immersed in it... But it was clear that she said she didn't like this book a few seconds ago.
Zhuo Zhiwen felt very uncomfortable with this unfamiliar atmosphere. She wanted to get up, but suddenly she felt her body falling.
The space around her was closing in, but when she stopped trying to get up, everything was normal again.
And then she read: "When a person commits a crime, he will be imprisoned and deprived of his personal freedom. It may be ten, twenty, or thirty years... At first, you hate that wall, and you long to break through it.
It... But slowly... you will find that you can't live without it. It is no longer a restraint, but a kind of protection... Yes, for most people, this wall will eventually erase all your
hope, you start to get used to it and rely on it.”
Zhuo Zhiwen listened silently.
After reading this paragraph, she was silent for a while, then smiled, then raised her head and looked at Zhuo Zhiwen and said: "Where I live, even if you are not a criminal, you will still live within high walls... You said
…What is this kind of wall to us?”
Zhuo Zhiwen didn't know how to answer.
She tried hard to remember how she got here, but her memory seemed to be disconnected.
No matter how she combed through it, she couldn't find any trace of where it came from.
Even this awareness is slowly disappearing.
She unknowingly fell deeper and deeper into it, and she began to get used to it, and the environment was no longer unfamiliar to her.
"In ancient times, people would build high walls to prevent foreign enemies from invading. At that time, everyone's ideas were relatively pure... I think... this wall can also be very pure to you... of course... without mentioning hope and freedom.
If so." Zhuo Zhiwen replied.
She listened carefully and then nodded: "What you said makes sense... maybe the author is too pretentious. Silence is also a good reality in purity, isn't it?"
Zhuo Zhiwen didn't know why, so she didn't answer the call.
The woman sitting opposite put down her book and introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Han Kongwen."
Han Kongwen?
This name makes no impression at all.
But Zhuo Zhiwen felt that the other party was very familiar.
That kind of familiarity... it's like... it's like...
"Hello...I...my name is Zhuo Zhiwen."
Han Kongwen smiled, looked around and asked, "Do you like it here?"
Zhuo Zhiwen looked around. The passers-by who were walking in a hurry before were gone. Now most of the strangers walking on the street were walking slowly, and their faces were filled with smiles and vitality.
The tall buildings in the distance were replaced by a blue bay, and several sailboats were sailing into the distance under the white clouds.
Zhuo Zhiwen felt refreshed and her mood seemed to be infected, and the gloom gradually dissipated.
“It’s very nice here.”
"Well, then...do you want to try skydiving here?"
Zhuo Zhiwen was startled, so sudden?
But she still nodded mysteriously: "Okay."
…
About an hour later, Zhuo Zhiwen, who had put on her parachute, followed Han Kongwen to an altitude of 4,000 meters above the ground, which was a relatively good altitude.
Coupled with the current normal wind speed and good weather, it is the best time to skydive.
Zhuo Zhiwen received professional training when she served in the U.S. Special Forces, so skydiving from such a height was a piece of cake for her, so she chose to skydive solo.
Han Kongwen was assisted by a professional to complete the skydiving experience.
After the plane arrived at the scheduled skydiving area, the captain signaled that the cabin door could be opened and ready.
Zhuo Zhiwen didn't think much and came to the door very skillfully. However, when she opened the hatch, she suddenly felt dizzy.
That is a situation that a battle-hardened special forces soldier should not have to face.
The crew member on the side saw this and hurriedly asked: "Can you do it?"
The dizziness was brief, Zhuo Zhiwen nodded: "It's okay, I can do it."
"Okay, you can set off."
Zhuo Zhiwen took a deep breath and then jumped out of the cabin.
…
The falling process is very fast, but when falling from a certain height, like now.
Zhuo Zhiwen fell from an altitude of 4,000 meters and felt that the whole sky was embracing her.
The initial palpitations were disappearing, excitement filled her brain, and she could clearly experience the feeling of being caught by gravity.
But before she touched the ground, it was like she owned the whole world during this period of time.
Although she can't fly, Zhuo Zhiwen still experienced the feeling of flying.
Her speed was very fast, and her body was clearly expecting to maintain balance, but at a certain moment she received the command to turn around.
Zhuo Zhiwen realized that her back was facing the ground. This action would most likely cause her to miss the optimal height for opening the umbrella, and then she would fall to the ground and be shattered to pieces.
But she surprisingly didn't feel scared.
All the fatigue in her mind was disappearing, and she seemed to have let herself go.
Unknowingly, she closed her eyes and seemed to sink from the sky into the sea.
The sunlight is replaced by icy sea water.
The descent is slowing down.
Time is slowing down...
…
I don't know how long has passed.
When Zhuo Zhiwen woke up again, she was already lying in the hospital.
But my body was intact, I just felt bursts of chest tightness.
After getting out of bed and going to the window, Zhuo Zhiwen saw the endless sea and felt a little confused.
What's going on.
Why am I going through this?
Think carefully.
There are no traces.
The unexpected truth made it hard for Zhuo Zhiwen to believe that she would actually make such a crazy move that was tantamount to suicide while skydiving.
She lowered her head and found a mirror on the windowsill.
And when she saw herself clearly in the mirror, her breathing accelerated suddenly.
This is……
…
"Bang!" The door was knocked open.
Zhuo Zhiwen turned her head in surprise, and then saw a woman rushing in, and then...
"Snapped!"
Zhuo Zhiwen was knocked to the ground by a slap.
She is much more fragile than imagined...
It hurt... it hurt so much... the real pain made Zhuo Zhiwen realize that the corners of her mouth were bleeding.
"Give me back my husband!!!!!!!"
The woman roared crazily as she was pulled away.
Zhuo Zhiwen sat on the ground for a while before she could clearly see the person who helped her up.
…
It is indeed crazy to turn your back to the earth and close your eyes while skydiving... and this madness comes at a huge price...
Zhuo Zhiwen is alive.
It means someone paid the price for her.
But Zhuo Zhiwen has now woken up, and she has also found traces of all this.
…
This is not her real experience.
But it's Yogurt's.
Yougege once chose to be immersed in skydiving and ended his life in this way, but he never really died.
This woman is so annoying.
…
Back to that street corner again.
The person sitting opposite Han Kongwen was still Han Kongwen, but this time the person sitting opposite Han Kongwen was no longer Yougege.
But the real Zhuo Zhiwen.
…
"Why...why do you want me to see this memory?" Zhuo Zhiwen asked.
Han Kongwen said: "Because I want you to feel how unusual Yougege is."
Zhuo Zhiwen was stunned when she heard this, and then laughed, a little inexplicably.
Yougege is indeed very different, but it is just an unfortunate difference... She is willful, self-willed, and pessimistic... The existence of such a person will only make everything around her dark.
But looking at Han Kongwen's eyes, Zhuo Zhiwen seemed to realize it again.
She was wrong.
What Han Kongwen said is different.
It doesn't mean this disgusting difference.
Rather.
"This...isn't true?" Zhuo Zhiwen asked.
Han Kongwen asked: "At this moment, all of this is true, but when you look at it from the perspective of that moment, to you, all of this can be regarded as false."
This is so puzzling.
But Zhuo Zhiwen understood.
"Is this what's special about her?"
Han Kongwen nodded: "Yes, this is the power after Yougege's transformation. It is a gift from the door, and it is also the only power we have to break through the nightmare."
Yougege's transformation...
A gift at the door?
Zhuo Zhiwen synthesized all the known things but still felt that she could not figure it out smoothly.
Because the most critical part still has not been answered.
That's what all of this is about.
Always talking about the vague concept of human destiny... Is it really possible to discuss such an ungrounded topic?