The view of heaven and earth is located halfway up the mountain, and the terrain is quite steep.

Nowadays, the slope of one side of the road is relatively gentle, and the rest of the directions are almost vertical cliffs, which are difficult for apes to climb.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, I saw white clouds and mist, and it was impossible to visually measure the distance between me and the ground.

It is no exaggeration to say that ordinary people can't help but feel weak just by standing there and looking down.

No one doubts that there is still a chance of surviving the fall from here.

Tomorrow Night walked towards the location where the commotion came from, and his fat face hung gloomy and confused that was completely inconsistent with his age.

"Alas, what a good young man, why can't you think about it?"

"Could it be that you were greedy for fun, and you accidentally fell down?"

"I saw that the young man seemed to have a good chat with the little master tomorrow night, why did he jump off the cliff as soon as he turned around?"

"If you want me to say, young people nowadays are just fooling around, and if they don't cherish their lives, they will just cause trouble to others! What if this involves the lecturer and the view of heaven and earth tomorrow night?"

"Immortal bless, I hope he can be safe and sound!"

The pilgrims whispered, either lamenting, puzzled, or sighing silently.

"Tomorrow Night Dao Chief, this is the suicide note he left on the cliff and pressed it with a stone!" a woman in her forties held a white letter in her hand and handed it to Ming Ye with a solemn expression.

Mingye's eyes suddenly dilated, and his pupils trembled violently.

I used to talk and laugh, but a living person, in the blink of an eye, only a thin suicide note remained, which is really unacceptable!

Mingye took the white envelope with trembling hands, only to feel like a knife in his abdomen, accompanied by a strong feeling of nausea.

In the next second, Ming Ye's heart was ruthless and bit his lip heavily.

The lips were bitten by the teeth in an instant, the blood seeped into the mouth little by little, and the heavy smell of blood immediately suppressed the retching.

His hands stopped shaking, and he opened the envelope with a determined gaze.

Inside the envelope was only a notebook-sized piece of white paper, on which a few lines of words were sparsely written.

"When this letter is opened, I will no longer be alive, and I ask the stranger who is reading this letter at this moment to pass it on to the police. ”

Zhao Ritian's handwriting is quite delicate, which is very different from his ordinary appearance.

"I really want to kill those people, I want to cut them with a thousand knives, but I am really a cowardly coward! I really don't have the courage to take the lives of others, they are tied up in an old factory by me, and they should not starve to death for a while! After such an unforgettable experience, I think they will be more or less low-key people with their tails between their legs in the future? Unfortunately, I don't have a chance to see their wonderful expressions!"

The three words "coward" on the letter paper are extremely deep, especially at the edges and corners of several strokes, and the tip of the pen cuts through the white paper. It can be imagined how unwilling and painful Zhao Ritian was at that time!

"I originally wanted to write some vicious curses in the suicide note, such as 'I won't let you go if I am a ghost', 'You forced me to death', 'You don't want to live in peace in your life' and so on. But when I started writing this letter, I realized that what I hated the most was actually myself. Hatred against others is nothing compared to disgust for oneself. ”

The neat and beautiful handwriting gradually began to be messy, and some words were even blurred due to water stains.

As for where the water stains came from, there is no need to say more.

"I sometimes wonder why my life is like this? When did I take a fork in the road? Unfortunately, I still haven't found the answer! But it doesn't matter, even if I get the answer, the reality won't change in any way! I'm still the coward, Zhao Ritian, who is used to being ridiculed!"

The letter was almost finished by this point, and at the bottom of the white paper, there was a line of graffiti-like scribble.

"Born human, I'm sorry!"

When a person doubts and dislikes himself to such an extent, perhaps death becomes a natural choice for him.

"You don't need to be sorry, until the end you still responded to the cold world with kindness, this kindness and gentleness are worth looking up!" Looking at the last line of words, Mingye's eyes were already blurred, and he muttered to himself.

In Zhao Ritian's eyes, he was cowardly and timid, just like his name, like a joke.

But tomorrow night saw his tolerance and kindness, which is the strength and tenacity under cowardice and timidity, enough to be proud of!

Yes, the world is not as beautiful as in fairy tales, it has a cold, cruel, dark side, and not everyone can be treated gently by the world.

Even so, many people radiate warmth in the cold, gentleness in the cruelty, and light up the light in the darkness.

It's a pity that Zhao Ritian didn't encounter this kind of light and heat body, if someone gave him some insignificant care and support, maybe he wouldn't easily lose confidence in life.

Tomorrow night tightly dragged Zhao Ritian's suicide note, and shouted loudly at the bottom of the cliff: "Layman, you must do your best to make up for today's mistakes in the future!"

In a sense, Tomorrow Night, who is silent at the critical moment, is also one of the perpetrators, at least Tomorrow Night thinks that he can't live the inner torture.

The only thing he can do to make amends is to remember the lessons of today and be as kind as possible to everyone who should be treated gently.

In addition, Tomorrow Night has already made up his mind to stand up and speak for Zhao Ritian, not only Zhao Ritian who jumped off the cliff, but also thousands of Zhao Ritian who are immersed in the same trouble!

"That loud slap will be slapped by the poor Dao gang layman, and see how many people who are pretending to be asleep wake up!" said Ming Ye Rin, his eyes flashing with determination.

If you don't do some things, your thoughts won't be able to reach you, and your Dao mind will be damaged, so what's the point of practice?

Yes, there are some things that must be done, according to your own heart, but ask for a clear conscience!

In an instant, Ming Ye's state of mind underwent an astonishing transformation.

"Hey, is there anyone up there? Help, I'm hanging!"

Suddenly, there was a faint sound in the mist below the cliff.

"Did you hear anything?"

"There seems to be a sound of someone talking at the bottom of the cliff, it can't be that, right?"

"I thought it was the sound of birds, but when I listened closely, it seemed like someone was calling for help. ”

Tomorrow night, it was clear that it was Zhao Ritian's voice.

He hurried to the edge of the cliff, leaned down and shouted, "Layman, did you hear what Poor Dao said?"

"Hear, I'm hanging in the air with a rattan now, and my waist is about to be broken!" After a few seconds, an echo was heard below.

Tomorrow Ye subconsciously glanced at the banyan tree at the door, but saw its branches and leaves swaying, as if responding to Ming Night's gaze.

(PS: From less than nine o'clock to stumbling all the way to getting closer, it's very difficult, and it can even be said to be painful.) Actually, I want to write more easily, but because of my physical condition, my mood is very depressed, and even the things I write have more negative emotions. ）

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