Leaning on the bar, Wang Heng threw away the key in his hand and sighed: "Employees live with the boss, you really don't have a long brain." ”

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Wang Heng kept staring at the staircase, and immediately disappeared when Gao Qing laughed, but she didn't show up until the shift change.

So after clocking in and out of work, Wang Heng quickly went up to the third floor.

An entire floor was divided into two halves, with only one door on the right, which was obviously Gao Changle's own room.

On the left, there are two rooms, which are surprisingly large in terms of the area occupied by the Internet café, and can be called luxury suites in terms of staff dormitories...... In vain, he only received the minimum wage.

Wang Heng's room was on the inside, and Wang Heng sighed when he looked at the "staff use" that had obviously been pasted perfunctorily on the door. When I opened the door, I saw that there were fifty pings...... If it is calculated according to the room fee, he may still earn the minimum wage, but this is obviously not within Gao Changle's consideration.

To be honest, this room is more like a guest room than a staff dormitory, with tables and chairs, and the bed is also a relatively large single bed, rather than the narrow bed that can only be crammed into one person in the school dormitory, and even the lifeline of modern people - the network cable.

Wang Heng found that he seemed to be treated preferentially for no reason.

However, he didn't bother to think about why, he planned to leave Rongcheng after dealing with Gao Qingxiao's matter.

The curtains were drawn, and although the room was back, he didn't want to be seen.

Then he sank into the world of mental images.

Seven shrank into a ball and squatted on the ground with some trepidation, that is, his heart is like there is no corner in the world, otherwise he would definitely be able to come up with an emoji.

Wang Heng came to her side, and the names on the seven faces seemed to have been removed by Wang Siyin.

"How does it feel?" Wang Heng squatted down.

The mind is like the world where you can see the outside.

Seven was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are those outside all made by gods?" ”

"No, it's all human." Wang Heng looked at Qi's flustered eyes: "It's incredible, right?" Such tall and sturdy buildings, speeding tin monsters, flashing all kinds of light......"

Seven seemed to recall those touching miracles along with Wang Heng's description, and his eyes shone with dreamlike brilliance.

But then the brilliance in her eyes dimmed: "Is it really not related to the gods?" ”

Wang Heng looked into her eyes and replied firmly: "Of course, these are miracles that belong to human beings. ”

Seven nodded slowly, a little happy and a little disappointed.

"Aren't you happy?" Wang Heng said softly.

"No, I'm happy." Seven shook his head, but then bit his lower lip: "But many people don't look happy. ”

"I originally thought that everyone was unhappy because of those foreign barbarian gods, but everyone in this world obviously has so many miracles, and there is no god interference, so they are still the same and not so happy."

Seven's voice grew lower and lower: "Am I doing something wrong?" ”

Wang Heng was silent for a moment.

Perhaps it was too much prosperity, so instead she failed to leave Seven's gaze, her gaze penetrated all appearances, saw the true essence - people, and thus discovered their pain.

The little girl was only about ten years old from the outside, but she had been fighting for many years, and had struggled in the dark for thousands of years, and her mind seemed to be still ten years old except for fighting.

That's why I often ask questions that adults can't answer.

Wang Heng sat down cross-legged and looked into Qi's eyes: "This question is very complicated, so I don't know what the correct answer is, I can only talk about my own feelings, would you like to hear it?" ”

As if sensing Wang Heng's seriousness, Qi suddenly wanted to sit up a little crampedly.

Wang Heng didn't urge, and quietly waited for Qi to sit down.

Because of his size, Qi needs to look up at Wang Heng a little even if he sits down.

Then she said a little shyly, "Please speak." ”

Wang Heng smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous, it's just an ordinary person's idea." ”

Then he thought for a moment and said slowly: "There are no gods in this world, at least there are no gods who appear in front of people to pursue faith and interfere in life. ”

"But life is hard, so people delve into all kinds of ways to improve their lives, starting with stones, then with all kinds of metals, and then studying the materials themselves; First with human power, then with animals, and then with energy from nature. ”

"What do you think made them do this?" Wang Heng looked into Seven's eyes.

Seven thought for a moment: "Because they want to live better?" ”

Wang Heng nodded: "Yes, we call this idea of 'wanting to live better' desire. ”

"Desire drives humanity forward, but good and bad are relative most of the time."

Yours may be good, but his may be better, and desire pushes him forward again. But when the goal is achieved, you will find something better, and then you may continue to pursue, forever in a state of 'pursuit', so you will feel tired, and sometimes you will feel unhappy. ”

Wang Heng paused and looked at Qi's eyes seriously: "Do you think desire is good or bad?" ”

Qi tilted his head and tried to think, but finally lowered his head in frustration, not daring to look at Wang Heng's eyes: "I don't know." ”

Wang Heng raised Qi's head and made her look at him, then smiled: "Yes, it's 'I don't know'." ”

"If you only look at the minimum standard, it is happiness to survive, it is better to be able to eat well, and it is better if you can sleep warmly."

"But when survival is no longer a big deal, people will start to pursue better things: better food, better clothing, and more luxurious housing."

"Then when material things can't satisfy people's desires, people turn to spirituality: to be loved by more people, to be trusted by everyone, and to be recognized by more people."

"There will be more pursuits in the future, but when are we going to stop?"

"When there are gods, they will tell you that this is enough, that is happiness, and then someone stops, and if he does not stop, he is ostracized."

"When there is no god, there will be people who stop because he thinks he is happy enough; And those who have not stopped are still moving forward, and their happiness is ahead. ”

"This right to choose to 'stop without stopping' is called freedom."

"Freedom?" Seven was a little confused: "But why do people pursue freedom? What is the use of freedom if you can be happy without pursuing it? ”

"Because human happiness is never static, it is necessary to pursue freedom to define their own happiness." Wang Heng replied.

"So," Seven pondered, "those who seem unhappy have chosen to be unhappy by themselves?"

Wang Heng smiled dumbly: "That's right. ”

"But why should they choose to be unhappy?" It's such a miraculous world.

"Maybe they don't know what kind of happiness they want, or maybe it's just for greater happiness."

"But if that's the case," Seven looked up, "Doesn't the pursuit of freedom bring misfortune?" ”

"But it also brings happiness." Wang Heng looked at her.

"Which side is more?"

"No one knows. But, seven," Wang Heng looked at the girl's confused eyes seriously: "Having the freedom to act whenever you want to pursue happiness is the greatest happiness in itself." ”

"So your fight is by no means meaningless, you give more people the right to choose happily."

Seven thought for a moment, then raised his head and showed the first bright smile after coming out of the box: "Although there are still many things I don't understand, at least I know that my battle is not meaningless, thank you." ”

Wang Heng was stunned by this bright smile, and scratched his cheek: "I didn't do anything, but it's great that you can figure it out." ”

"But, seven," Wang Heng touched her little head, "In the past, you had no choice but to fight, but I hope you can find your own happiness in the future." ”

"My happiness?" Seven is a little confused.

"Yes, your own." Wang Heng looked at the confusion on Qi's face and smiled easily: "Don't worry if you don't know, you can see what other people's happiness looks like before making a decision." ”

"But, as a new beginning, I'll give you a new name." Wang Heng pulled Qi to sit up: "How about calling Ah Le?" ”

"If you don't dislike it, take my surname, and call me brother in the future."

Wang Ale raised his head, his eyes shining: "Brother! ”