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(Chapter title: She's My Wife, 7)

Night, Zhongmu, Ji Mengling's room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sir?" finally opened her confused eyes, and saw that Feng Ming was standing outside the door, and the sleepiness disappeared in an instant, but it was already late at night, and Mr. would take the initiative to knock on her door, and he would be a little curious.

"Yes. Feng Ming just nodded and slowly walked to the wooden table to take a seat, and after pouring a cup of tea and drinking it, he said, "Is your stomach better?"

Hearing this, Ji Mengling was directly stunned, and even stopped the half-hidden door.

"There must have been something wrong with the porridge before, but that's about it. "I didn't say anything flattering like being better or out of the way, it didn't seem to be good, which was exactly what Feng Ming wanted to see.

Directly said in front of Feng Ming that there should be something wrong with the porridge, it can be seen that she did not have the slightest doubt about Feng Ming's meaning, maybe in her eyes, Feng Ming would not do such a boring thing, after all, she didn't even bother to do this kind of little trick.

"Mr. still doesn't sleep so late?" brought the door Ji Mengling said, in fact, there was a sentence behind it, 'Is it really just because I'm worried about me?', but after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't say it, what about care? It's not good to be too close to him.

Feng Ming nodded again, in fact, he could have responded with words like 'You didn't sleep either', but if she really wanted to say that, in order to avoid suspicion, she would inevitably think of some perfect excuses to explain, listening to the explanation of a person who might kill herself at any time, thinking about it, it was boring, and she simply didn't respond.

"Oh..."Ben had already made an explanation in response to Feng Ming, but he didn't think that he would just nod, this is really a legendary gentleman?

What else can you say if you touch your nose? According to Feng Ming's temperament, he will definitely not take the initiative to speak, and the atmosphere will be embarrassing for no reason.

But it was only a moment of embarrassment, Feng Ming would not come to Ji Mengling's room for no reason, and he would naturally be able to say a few words when he came.

"I had a dream just now, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws that everyone has to follow, but this is really short for people, isn't it?"

Is it unwilling? Although it may not be good to say it from Feng Ming's mouth, one thing must be admitted, it is indeed unwilling.

"All people in the world live for others, and when they think about it at the end of the day, they naturally feel unwilling. Looking at Feng Ming, Ji Mengling blurted out, and then did not forget to add, "This is also a well-known point." ”

Feng Ming frowned, speaking of which, they are all doing things for others, busy and doing nothing in their lives.

“… How did you go back to the original point" Feng Ming felt speechless for the first time, since this was the case, he went a little deeper, back to the first doubt he encountered, which was also a question that he had not yet figured out.

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid. "It's blurted out again!

These eyes shine brightly, and the innocent and lively nature is fully revealed.

"Death will make you lose the most important things, loved ones, lovers, friends, will bring you memories, reluctance and regret in the last moments. ”

Feng Ming said very calmly, he already had countless answers to these questions, but each one could not escape death, so he was already relieved.

However, Ji Mengling stood next to him and bit his hand, puzzled, "Aren't relatives, lovers, and friends the most important?

It's true that these are happiness, but because I'm about to lose this happiness forever, I feel even more regretful, isn't it?

There are only a few pieces of the past left to others, and as time passes, these past events will gradually turn into nothingness, and everything will disappear into the years after a hundred years.

It only adds to the sadness.

This time Ji Mengling was silent and frowned. "If you think about it this way, Mr. is right, and it is really very sad. ”

Feng Ming glanced up at her, a few black tea leaves floating in the copper cup, did he really think too much? There were countless capable people around him, and there were even people like Feng Xun Ming, who were destined to be famous through the ages, and even they couldn't give an accurate answer to this question, and it was really impossible for her.

"Living here these days, you have a good rest" sighed softly, and Feng Ming got up and prepared to leave.

"Why does the gentleman think like this?" The moment Ji Mengling spoke, the same sound of wind and sound immediately stopped, and did not turn around.

He doesn't turn, but Ji Mengling can.

"Who can say what will happen decades later, an emotion after decades of development that no one can forget, but if... I'm just saying that if, if the relatives and lovers in my husband's mouth leave early, will this relationship still be so deep?"

After Yingxiu died, he was sad for a month, although he built a mausoleum for her, he was not too sad soon, and the same was Yan Qin and Mo Meng.

It is true that he has never forgotten them, and even he can get to the point where he is now because of them, but now he is not sad, to be precise, he was not sad six years ago, and there is a big difference between memories and sadness.

Think about it from another perspective, if Yan Qin and they are all fine. If it is he who dies, what will happen?

It's inevitable to be sad, Mo Meng's words may go back to the Sunset Forest in Youzhou, plant a willow tree for him, maybe something else, and finally retire for life.

Yan Qin without him may be taken by Yan Yun to her side, and it may be possible to transfer her to other remote countries and relatives by Yan Yun's means, her temperament is naturally unwilling, and the forces of Yan Country who are jealous of Yan Country do not dare to say anything, but with time, Zhao Feng will compromise the most.

In the end, Xidan didn't have him, and any of them in Fengxun had enough ability, even more suitable than him, and the same name of him would become history.

The question of life and death is really mutual.

"If two people can live a life in peace, maybe it will really be like what Mr. said, the longer they are together, the more difficult it is to part. In that case, no one can do anything, and if you are sad, you will be sad, after all, it is rare to be with the most important people for decades. ”

"But how many people can really do this? There will always be someone who dies first, and it's just a matter of being sad for a while. Set yourself a goal, don't spend your whole life to accomplish it, such a life will be a lot more fulfilling... This is also well known. ”

I see! Feng Ming suddenly did not have this in his millions of thoughts. Feng Xun didn't explain the problem, but she did it. There is no need for an accurate explanation, because the question of life and death is not explained in the first place, and it is enough to do this.

He smiled, the corners of his mouth raised invisibly, the most natural kind.

"Are you sure it's well known?"

Before Ji Mengling could answer, Feng Ming had disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't go back to the room, to be precise, Feng Ming didn't know where he was that night.

Only her face was full of astonishment, and this speed... She's only seen one person before.

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One day, I passed away, and the people who hated me, danced, and loved me, tears like dew. The next day, my body was buried deep in the ground with its head facing west, and those who hated me looked at my grave with a smile on their faces, and those who loved me did not dare to look back at me. A year later, my bones have rotted, my grave is raining and winding, and those who hate me are still angry when they occasionally mention me after dinner, and those who love me cry out to whom in the dead of night silent tears cry. Ten years later, I had no body left, only a few bones. Those who hate me only vaguely remember my name, have forgotten my face, and those who love me so much, when they think of me, there is a brief silence, and life gradually blurs everything. Decades later, my grave was blown away by the rain and wind, and only a barren place, and those who hated me, who had forgotten me and loved me the most, followed me into the grave For this world, I have completely become nothing. I have struggled all my life, and I can't take away a single grass or tree. I have been persistent all my life, and I can't take away a bit of vanity and love. In this life, whether you are rich or poor, you will have to come to this last step one day. In later generations, Huo Ran looked back, love and hatred were actually just love for himself. Three thousand prosperous, a snap of a finger, a hundred years later, but a handful of yellow sand.

(Excerpt from Baidu Wen.com)

It's really a simple truth, at least for some people, a few words can be hurriedly summed up in a life that is helpless, but so true.

This chapter is an explanation of this paragraph, and who can say clearly on the issue of life and death

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