Seeing that Hehua had to ask Zhao's father and Zhao's mother's opinion on everything, Wang Kenan couldn't help but sigh: "You really value your parents' opinions." ”

"That's nature, after all, I have the grace of fertility, and the most basic respect must be there. What Hehua didn't say was that in Da'an, you can't listen to your parents if you don't want to, and now there are still good choices.

"Aren't you Hehua? The grace of birth and nurturing is to Zhao Xiaozi!" Seeing Zhao's father and Zhao mother busy in the kitchen, Wang Kenan laughed and joked quietly.

He Hua stalked, and then retorted seriously: "After all, I used Zhao Xiaozi's body, and now I still enjoy everything that should belong to Zhao Xiaozi, isn't this enough?"

Wang Kenan spread his hands, agreed, and motioned for He Hua to continue. He Hua also learned from Wang Ke's male stall and said that he was finished. After another big star, Hehua had no choice but to talk about life after talking about his ideals.

What else can Wang Kenan say? After all, both life and ideals belong to a kind of in-depth exchange, and being able to have more such exchanges is also conducive to the cultivation of feelings.

"Life, where does it start?" He Hua had already thought about it: "Birth? There is nothing to say, and I can't remember it clearly. Why don't we talk about death, are you afraid of death?"

Wang Kenan glanced at Zhao's father and Zhao's mother in the kitchen, and then at Hehua: "Are you sure you want to discuss the topic of 'death' at this time......?

"What's so bad? Didn't you say you wanted to talk about life?"

But today is the first time I have officially come to my future daughter-in-law's house. Although he couldn't stop complaining in his heart, Wang Kenan still smiled and acquiesced. The pit dug by oneself can only be filled by oneself.

"Then are you afraid of death?" Seeing that Wang Kenan did not object, He Hua repeated the question just now.

"Death, naturally, is afraid. I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, I haven't bred the next generation, there are still many famous mountains and rivers that I haven't visited, and my career hasn't met my expectations...... There are too many entanglements, so I am naturally afraid of death.

But the ancients also said that death deserves it. If one day, I have to die, then even if I am afraid of it, I will still be generous. What about you, are you afraid of death?"

When Wang Kenan asked the same question, he had actually guessed Hehua's answer. Sure enough, hearing him ask like this, Hehua answered without the slightest hesitation.

"I told you that I was the one who died once. The cold water, the muddy sand, the feeling of suffocation, the feeling of despair, the collapse of waiting for death, I still can't forget it, this is my nightmare. So, do you think I'm afraid of death?"

Speaking of this, He Hua trembled unconsciously, those scenes, even thinking about it made his whole body chill.

Wang Kenan glanced at the trembling Hehua amusedly: "It's as if you've really experienced it." ”

"What?" He Hua was still immersed in the memories just now, and did not hear Wang Kenan's words clearly.

Looking at Hehua, whose face would turn pale even if he recalled, and thinking of everything Hehua experienced on the day he opened the house, Wang Kenan couldn't stop feeling distressed.

He sat down in front of He Hua and held her hand in her surprised eyes: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you find out the truth and not let you suffer in vain." ”

He Hua pulled his hand back vigorously, but Wang Kenan grabbed it too tightly and his eyes were too serious. After a few struggles, Howard simply stopped resisting in vain, but moved to the side without a trace.

In this way, Wang Kenan just blocked Hehua, and the posture of the two would not be seen by Zhao's father and Zhao's mother.

In fact, she can still break free with a little effort, but feeling her hands surrounded by another pair of dry hands, Hehua has a different feeling in her heart that slowly spreads, making her feel extremely relieved, and it is okay to be held like this!

Seeing that Hehua was no longer struggling, the distress in Wang Kenan's heart was replaced by surprise: "Xiaozi, I'm ...... I will definitely help you and accompany you on your way. ”

Listening to Wang Kenan's words of similar promise, He Hua's face couldn't help but turn a little red, and she coughed lightly: "That, don't we want to talk about life! After speaking, he retracted his hand without a trace.

Wang Kenan didn't pay attention to it, feeling the temperature left by the soft wattle in his hand, he was a little lost. He never imagined that one day he would like someone so much, this is probably love.

"Okay, you go on, I'll listen. Wang Kenan smiled very gently, with love in it.

He Hua was a little dodgy, the other party's eyes were too hot, and she didn't know how to face it. "Well, what do you think death is?"

"What do you think?" seemed to find Hehua's embarrassment and helplessness, Wang Kenan retracted his gaze, he knew very well that the little girl in front of him could not withstand the scare.

"I always thought that death was the death of the body, and that when the body did not exist, people would naturally die. But now, I have discovered that physical death does not mean real death.

It's as if I'm dead, but now I'm still alive. It's just a different shell, and I'm still me. Ignoring Wang Kenan's eyes, Hehua expressed his thoughts as naturally as possible.

"There is some truth in that, according to what you say, in fact, the so-called life only requires a carrier for your own memory. If one carrier is broken, replace it with another, so that people can achieve immortality in a certain sense. ”

In my opinion, death is only the death of the soul and the disappearance of memory, which is death in the true sense. If you generalize this idea, those great thinkers, writers, and so on, are not really dead.

Because their spirits, their minds have been preserved to a certain extent, and these are actually equivalent to their memories, aren't they?" It is rare for the two to be so compatible, and Hehua is very happy, although he is talking about the topic of "death", but with the joy of having a confidant.

"If we extend it a little further, the human instinct to reproduce probably has something to do with this. Ordinary people have no way to pass on their ideas to the next generation, so they begin to reproduce, and they teach by word and deed to make their children what they want them to be.

The behavior pattern of the next generation, the thinking pattern always has the shadow of the previous generation, which is actually a kind of memory preservation, in your words, it can also ensure that they are not completely dead, but live in another way.

In this way, it seems normal for me to be afraid of death, because I am not a great man, and I can only rely on breeding offspring to make myself live in the world in a sense. Wang Kenan couldn't help but ridicule himself.

He Hua also smiled: "According to what you say, it is understandable that we are afraid of death!"

"Of course, it's understandable, you can't live in vain in this world, there must be something left after death. Otherwise, if there is really an underworld, drink Meng Po soup, and the memory dissipates, I will really die thoroughly!"

"If the human brain is a computer, it would be good to click save and save all the memories in the brain, even if there is data loss, just retrieve it. I am not afraid to drink Meng Po soup like this. "Hehua yearns.

Wang Kenan keenly captured Hehua's emotions: "I thought of your amnesia again?"

"Yes, I've been looking for so long, but I still haven't found out the reason. I don't know what happened to Xiaozi during that time, and why I crossed over. ”

Wang Kenan glanced at the kitchen again and shook Hehua's hand. "Actually, have you ever thought that you have always been Zhao Xiaozi?"

This is not the first time Wang Kenan has said this, and He Hua subconsciously wants to speak again.

Wang Kenan squeezed Hehua's hand: "I know what you want to say, you listen to me and admit that you have always been Zhao Xiaozi, which does not mean that Hehua does not exist."

As you just said, whether a person is alive or not depends on whether her memory is always there. You haven't forgotten everything about Hehua, even if you admit that you have always been Zhao Xiaozi, you can't deny the existence of Hehua. ”

"But if I were Zhao Xiaozi, I wouldn't be Hehua, and if I were Hehua, how could it be Zhao Xiaozi?" He Hua shook his head, trying to pull out his hand again.

"Why can't the two coexist? Why can't there be memories of multiple people in one shell? You can have the thoughts of your parents and your teachers, so why can't you have one more Hehua thought?"

Hehua was a little chaotic for a while, what Wang Kenan said made sense, but there was always a voice in her heart that told her that there was no Zhao Xiaozi, and it would be Hehua in the future. She had a headache and couldn't help biting her lip.

Wang Kenan is too familiar with Hehua's situation, and last time, Hehua also had such a painful expression, and then fainted. He didn't dare to move too much, for fear of alarming Zhao's father and mother in the kitchen, so he had to hold Hehua's hand tightly, wanting to give her strength.

"Xiaozi, you hold on. Now that you're still at home, are you going to worry your parents? Stop thinking about those things and calm down. Don't think about anything, everything will be fine with me. ”

He Hua subconsciously also clenched Wang Kenan's hand, but his warm and dry hands were a little damp and hot at this time. I guess I'm worried about him again.

He Huaqiang held back his headache, and pretended to be calm and shouted to the kitchen: "Mom, I'll take Wang Kenan to my bedroom to have a look!"

Zhao's mother seemed to be a little hesitant, but Zhao's father waved his hand: "Go, go, I'll call you when the meal is ready!"

Mother Zhao was a little anxious, so she wanted to go out to see. was pulled by Zhao's father: "Okay, let's not worry so much about the children's affairs, no matter what, it's at home, it won't be good." ”

Zhao's mother thought about a few contacts with Wang Kenan, but she didn't say anything more, and began to prepare lunch with Zhao's father again. It's just a little uneasy, a little absent-minded.

Father Zhao couldn't see it, so he had to comfort: "Didn't you also say that Xiao Wang looks good?" Besides, you have to believe Xiaozi, she is an adult now, and we have to give her room to grow......

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