Perhaps, life is really like this, Xia Lang found Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi, "You help me take care of my parents, and then, I have to go far now." ”

When Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi heard Xia Lang say this, they were all stunned, and they didn't understand, but they didn't know how to ask, so they didn't speak, they just looked at it in a daze, they didn't understand, what else could be said, what else could be asked, what was going on with these things, what else was there to think about, I was really tired.

Xia Lang didn't want to say too much, after he said so much, he didn't know what else he could say, he didn't say anything, and walked to other places silently, now, what else can be asked, he doesn't know, so how this world will change has nothing to do with him.

However, what should he think about everything now, how else can he say it, he is completely unclear, let alone understand, what can he think, what is going on, what else can he say, how to think about these things, there is no reason, there is no need to say anything, and there is no need to understand anything.

Perhaps, this is the truth of survival, or perhaps, these are not there, it is really too tired, Xia Lang walked silently, and he walked out of the capital of the Nebula Country and came to Xianshan unconsciously.

When he came to Xianshan, he thought that there would be a fairy mountain medicine boy to receive him, but he never thought that there would be no one at all, and he was helpless, and there was nothing to think about.

He searched in the fairy mountain for a long time, but he didn't find the fairy mountain medicine boy, so he had to give up, come out of the fairy mountain force, and go to other places, now, what else can be said, what else is not understood, he doesn't know what to say, or perhaps, everything now is impossible to say.

He also knew this result, but he didn't want to say anything now, and continued to walk forward, he didn't know how long he had been walking, and he came to a sect.

"Yo, junior brother, why are you hanging out here? A young man walked over, Xia Lang suddenly didn't know what to say, and he didn't understand what else he could say, what was going on with everything now, and what else could he think about.

He thought for a moment, but then replied, "Senior brother, this is what I'm waiting for." ”

When the young man heard Xia Lang say this, he smiled, he didn't understand what was going on at all, let alone what else he could say, what was going on, or perhaps, these things had nothing to do with me from the beginning, I was really too tired, perhaps, I don't know what else I can say now, and I don't know that this world will develop in that direction.

However, what can I say about everything now, Xia Lang looked at those young people, and didn't know what to say, now, there are more things I don't understand, or maybe, what's going on now, I can't understand everything now, what else is there to understand, this world is really getting more and more tired, just because I never existed.

Soon, he didn't say anything, and he understood that now he didn't have to say anything himself, just as if none of this existed.

Just as Xia Lang was about to move on, those young men called out to him again.

Xia Lang was stunned again when he heard them shouting to stop him, "What are you calling me for?"

Those people didn't know what they were doing when they called Xia Lang, but they just regarded Xia Lang as their junior brother at this time, so he didn't ask Xia Lang's name, but called the name of that junior brother.

Xia Lang didn't care when he heard that the name they shouted was not himself, after all, it was natural for such a handsome person to always be mistaken by others, so he said with a smile, "What are you calling me for?"

"I don't know, I don't understand what else to think, of course, there are more things to say, and there are more things not to understand. Xia Lang said so much as if chanting a scripture, those people couldn't react for a while, but by the time they reacted, Xia Lang had disappeared.

Of course, there is still something that I don't understand, no one says clearly, and no one will understand.

So, is there a need for everything to exist now? No one knows, and no one understands, what to say, what to think.

Xia Lang didn't know why he got to where he is today, so he had to walk alone, life is like this, perhaps, life is not only like this, but it will be worse, so he has nothing to fear, let me forget all these things, I can only say so much.

As if these never existed, this world is really too confusing, and I don't have anything to think about, what is going on, what else to ask.

None of these problems are considered a problem by others, so, now, what else can I think about, I don't understand anything, everything now makes him feel tired, and it makes him even more confused, what should I say about everything now, what else can I ask.

Nobody knows what all this is all about, I don't understand, what else is said, what else is there to think, what the hell is going on, I'm really tired, I've never been so tired, but what else can I say, I really don't understand anything, just as if these things never existed, I never wanted to know these things.

Or maybe, what do these things have to do with me now, I can't understand, so I forget all these things, I'm really tired, I don't have anything to say, what else can I ask, I'm really tired, I've never been so tired, just as if I never existed.

Just when everyone didn't know how to lock it, Xia Lang spoke.

"What are you looking for your junior brother, what are you doing?" he asked, it was also boring, after all, if he didn't ask like that now, he really didn't know what else to ask, what else he needed to consider in his current life, he didn't know, but more often, more things didn't need him to think about, how to say it.

No one knows the current situation, no one understands, so, sometimes, I really don't need to say too much, I can only say so much, what else can I think about, what else can I ask, these things are really tiring, or perhaps, these things have nothing to do with me from the beginning.

Not only that, Xia Lang's mood couldn't be stabilized again, he couldn't figure out which link was wrong, to let himself be like this, but what else could he say, what else could he ask, I didn't understand, he sighed, didn't say anything, didn't ask anything more, just smiled.