After saying goodbye to Haiti, the group came to the outside of the villa, and as soon as they got on the bus, there were two fewer people in the carriage.

Along the way, Meng Yi looked out of the car window expressionlessly, Qiao Ziye was very angry, but he could only drive the car and swim honestly.

I thought that Su'er would also be stealthy and flashing, but I looked in the rearview mirror, and Su'er in the back seat was staring at herself with interest.

Suddenly feeling a chill in his spine, Qiao Ziye cleared his throat uncomfortably, "Su, Su'er, why don't we find a place to eat outside?"

"Hehe, Kaiseki. ”

"Good. ”

......!! Su'er.

What's wrong with this today? I usually push back when I mention a kaiseki, but today I didn't even struggle to get down.

Where did Su'er know that Qiao Ziye was now numb with heartache.

If you want to talk about Qiao Ziye, it is also very contradictory. Anyway, good things are done every year, but every year after the check is handed out, it is as if he has been struck by lightning, and it will take several days to recover his strength.

This time I gave out 500,000 yuan, which is worth it, but I can't bear to feel distressed.

It should be given, it should be painful, next to each other but not interfering with each other.

I won't stop giving because it hurts, and I won't give it because it becomes a habit and it won't hurt.

Therefore, 500,000 are gone, and eating a kaiseki is a ball.

He's gone crazy anyway, and it doesn't matter if there's a little bit of frost on top of the snow.

......... Runlu, under the warm sun in the backyard.

Sang Xia was happily busy in and out of the kitchen, Fusu glanced at the mobile phone message, and shouted, "Don't be busy, they won't come back to eat." ”

The two of them didn't feel hungry, so they sat down to make tea on the fire.

"Fusu"

"Huh?"

Fusu poured the tea set, Sang Xia called, he responded, and he didn't get tired of going back and forth.

After cleaning up, he looked up and saw Sang Xia looking at him with one hand on his cheek against the sea of tea, his eyes shining.

"What do you think?"

"You're handsome today. ”

“.. Oh, yes?

"Handsome exploded!"

"Hmm"

"Oh, if you want to laugh, you can laugh, isn't it hard to hold back?"

“.. Haha.."

"Nasty"

"Why did you say handsome just now, and you hate it now?"

"Oh, it's not really annoying, it's just that you look so arrogant.."

"How?"

"Nasty. ”

Bursts of fog rose from the pot next to the tea sea, and laughter came and went......

The years in the mountains are quiet, and there is a moment of silence between the two.

No one spoke, only quietly took a few sips of tea.

The sun hung high and exuded bursts of warmth, but it was not violent, and there were countless circles of hazy halos on the periphery of the sun.

After a long silence, Sang Xia whispered "Fusu" again.

"Huh?"

He could tell from the sound alone that she was just calling him, or if she had a question in her heart.

"Why are there such bad people in this world?" said Sangxia, staring at a corner of the courtyard with his eyes as if he were empty.

After thinking about it, in fact, he couldn't give an answer himself.

This question is a false proposition, and no one can say it without a standard answer.

"Because there are so many good people in this world. ”

Sang Xia was puzzled, retracted his eyes and looked at Fusu, he smiled softly, "It's like day and night, there is light where the sun shines, and there is darkness that it can't shine." ”

"There is positive and negative, there is yin and yang. But in fact, it is difficult to generalize about good and bad, and most of what people say is good and bad based on their own starting point. ”

"For example, if a general takes the initiative to attack in order to protect his homeland, breaks through several tribes and kills many people, is that person good or bad?"

Speaking of this, Fusu realized that what he said was too deep for the girl.

Then he gave an example: "Another example, a father killed the person who insulted his daughter in order to avenge his daughter, is this father a bad person?"

Sang Xia opened her confused eyes and frowned in a daze, she hadn't thought about this.

What he said, she didn't seem to understand, she didn't fully understand but she didn't say she couldn't understand.

"There is a law of the jungle in nature, and so do human beings.

People want to live better. Most people also put their own interests first, and this is understandable.

The dividing line between bad people and good people is actually very blurred, and in my opinion, it is the difference between ordinary people and evil people.

Ordinary people walk on the trajectory of their lives step by step, even if they are exploited and oppressed, they are still unwilling to resist. Not because of cowardice, but because they understand that their lives only need to be ordinary.

And among these ordinary people, there will always be some people who go to extremes for various reasons. Unscrupulous to obtain benefits that should not belong to them, and they don't care what they have become. That's the bad guy in the conventional sense.

But the wicked are different, and the eyes of the wicked are only destruction and destruction. They only care about themselves, and they don't even care about themselves.

And a pure good person is also a pure weakling. ”

After Fusu's tirade ended, Sanxia fell into a long silence.

It wasn't until the tea was cold that she muttered, "A pure good person, but also a pure weak person......

She couldn't understand the meaning of the sentence.

Seeing her frowning, Fusu asked, "If there is a line between good and bad, what kind of good people do you think are good people, and what kind of bad people are bad people?"

"You, Uncle Meng, Su'er, Dye'er, and Brother Midnight, you are all good people, Zheng Qiang and the gang of people who beat Hai Yiti in the alley are bad people. ”

"Yes, they're bad people, but maybe it's not just bad people. But we are probably not good people. Fusu lowered his head and sighed shallowly.

"You and Uncle Meng are both people who have killed the enemy on the battlefield, and our hands have been stained with the blood of the Huns. So, do you still think we're good people?"

Sangxia stared at Fusu's hands, which were as clean as a speck of dust, but she knew that he was telling the truth.

One is a brave and warlike general, and the other is the heir of the emperor, who has fought bravely on the front line, and naturally there will be no shortage of dead souls under his command.

She reached out in a daze, gently placing her hand in his outstretched palm.

"You are good people, but not weak. ”

"I was, too, a weakling. Fusu lowered her eyes, and her temperature came from the palm of her hand.

"I thought it was fate, and at that moment, I was like those weakling, powerless to resist. Isn't a good person to protect the people around me? But I killed them, all. ”

The sunlight seemed to be bound by a halo of light, and it was difficult to emit a hazy light.

This is the first time Fusu has talked about the events of the year, although he did not reveal any details, Sang Xia can feel that the string in Fusu's heart has been plucked.

"Fusu, look," Sanxia pointed to the hazy sunlight in the sky above him.

"You say that there is light that the sun can shine on, and there is darkness that it cannot shine. But it's always there! It's just that it's always turning, and that's why there's light and darkness.

Light won't always be just light, and darkness won't just be darkness. A dark place will always turn into light as it comes. So, you're who you are. You're like it, always there, and always have been a good person. ”

.........

Fusu followed her fingers to the sky, listened quietly, and after a brief silence, bowed his head and smiled at her.

"Sansha, you are a wise man. ”

"Ah?!" was stunned, his little face turned red, and the next moment he "hated." ”

"You see, you're starting to hate me again. ”

"Nasty..."

"Haha..."

I was going to take on the responsibility of Sang Xia's life mentor, but in the end, I was comforted by a smart girl.

Fusu didn't feel anything wrong, but found that life in the world really doesn't get more transparent the longer you live.