Please enter the text When Lyle thought of this, he couldn't help but shudder again, and the original state of feeling a little calm because of the psychotic atmosphere disappeared for a moment again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother, are you cold?" Maybe it was because he saw Lyle's whole body trembling a few times from time to time, but Sun Er also felt a little strange.

"No, it's not cold." This time, Lyle said again, "How can it be cold?" ”

"yes, it's really not too cold this weather." That Sun Er sighed, at this moment, that Sun Er may be because Lyle has sat down, and all the emotional and exciting opening remarks have been finished, and the emotions have also been released, and now Sun Er seems to be a lot calmer. And when Sun Er calmed down, Lyle was a little surprised to find that this strange-looking madman actually flashed a wise man's temperament in his mind when he was calm.

As for the description of the temperament of a wise man, Lyle is exact, but he can't say exactly what is the temperament of a wise man. Perhaps, this is just a feeling, you can feel it, but it is a little difficult to describe it in words.

At this time, in the face of this mentally ill Sun Er, Lyle actually had a feeling that he had the temperament of a very wise man. At this moment, Sun Er also spoke calmly, "Brother, today, let's have a good conversation." Now, I want to ask you a question. ”

At this time, Sun Er had completely relaxed, and it seemed that on this bench, he had found all the sense of presence and peace of mind that he had as his own person.

"What's the problem?" Seeing that Sun Er was so calm, Lyle was also a lot more relieved. So he asked.

"That's right, brother, this first question I want to ask you is something I've been thinking about, but I've never been able to find the answer to."

"What is this?" As soon as Lyle heard that the little guy in front of him had actually started to ask himself questions decently, and that he didn't have the kind of perverted behaviors and thoughts that he had just feared at first, his heart relaxed a little again.

"The question I want to ask you is, brother, we as human beings live like this every day, but why do we live?" After Sun San asked this question, he looked at Lyle with expectant eyes.

"Huh?!" Lyle didn't expect that this madman with a wise temperament in front of him would actually ask himself this question.

"Ah, what does that mean?" At this time, that Sun Er was still looking at Lyle, and the enthusiasm and expectation in his eyes did not decrease at all, it seemed that at this time, in that expectation, every move of Lyle in front of Sun Er's eyes, every word and every word that came out of his mouth, was a very precious thing in his Sun Er's heart.

"Ah。。。。。。 This means, that is, I was a little surprised, because 。。。。。。 I didn't expect you to ask me this question. Lyle felt a little embarrassed at this time, after all, this word was obviously an expression of a naked feeling in his heart.

"Why are you surprised?" Unexpectedly, Sun San didn't seem to mind or take Lyle's embarrassed little mood at the moment or take it to heart, he just continued to ask very naturally and openly.

"Because, I 。。。。。。" Faced with such profound questions and straightforward questions, Lyle was really a little overwhelmed all of a sudden.

"Haven't you ever thought about it?" Sun Er continued to ask.

"I 。。。。。。。" Now, Lyle suddenly didn't know what to say, or how to say it. And at this moment, Lyle is a little afraid to underestimate the person in front of him who he originally thought was mentally ill. Perhaps, it is also this person who sees something similar to him in his temperament, which is why he is so happy today. If that's the case, then this mental patient that Lyle originally thought was actually a pretty powerful wise man. He has an intuition that no one else has, and he is also thinking about the little things that ordinary people don't seem to think about, but that will always exist around everyone, and he can't explain it.

It's never been properly mentioned, or people never know how to mention it. However, it doesn't matter if you mention it or not, and it doesn't matter if you understand it or not. This kind of thing has always been present in everyone's life. And, it really affects the thoughts and actions of every living person.

"I 。。。。。。。" Because this problem has always been a sub-healthy existence in the spiritual realm for Lyle, it is not obvious and straightforward enough. And, in the depths of Lyle's soul, he was like every ordinary person, and although this problem was always there, but, to be honest, he didn't take it out of the water, and then treat it as if it were any real problem that came his way into his life. So, when someone asked the question so bluntly, Lyle was blindfolded all at once. And, for some reason, in his heart, a faint pain suddenly appeared. The pain seemed familiar, but like the question itself, it had been buried by Lyle's various definite consciousnesses. Now, being dragged out of the ground and out into the sun, Lyle felt a little at a loss.

"I saw your panic, right?" That Sun San was still looking at Lyle at the moment, and after Lyle looked at him this time, he found that he had really met an opponent, this Sun San was really not an ordinary person. It's no wonder that it has become a psychopath precisely because it is not ordinary. Perhaps, he himself is also a psychopath. And the conclusion of this kind of thing depends on how you think about the problem and how you look at the problem.

"yes." And after a moment of entanglement in his heart, Lyle finally let out a long breath, and it seemed that the thing that had been pressing on Lyle's heart was like a piece of iron, and at this moment, the oppression of Lyle was slightly relieved.

Why do people live? Perhaps, isn't it this question that brought Lyle to the road he is today, Lyle is looking for a lighthouse, tirelessly, without knowing the hardships, and then tastes all kinds of ups and downs, and is unwilling to let go.

Sometimes, that's often the case, and Lyle feels like that, for himself. Some things, the more things that stimulate your nerves, the more you taste the hardships of failure, the more you don't want to lose your hands. Perhaps, when one day, this road is no longer full of bumpy thorns, but has become a bright road, maybe it will be much less attractive to Lyle.

The more bumpy it is, the more energetic it is, that's what Lyle thinks.