There is something unusual about this kind of Bai Yi.

In fact, she was already aware of it earlier, for example, the night when she went to eat chicken soup wontons together, Bai Yi, who never asked about medical matters, asked her a lot of things related to the concubine's illness one after another.

- "If only I had met you sooner." ”

That's what he said at the time.

At that time, Bai Ling quietly asked him if he was also plagued by depression in his previous life, but he only shook his head vigorously.

Before Bai Ling could speak, Bao Yuan had already knocked a knife on Bai Yi's head, and he dodged it.

"Is this the kind of thing you should ask?" Bao Yuan lowered his voice, there was both eagerness and a little anger in his voice, "Being heard, should you be punished or not?" ”

Seeing Bao Yuan's black face chasing after him, Bai Yi more or less realized that he had lost the problem and took the initiative to stop the topic.

"It's me who owes it to consideration."

"Why do you suddenly care about this?" Bai Ling asked.

Bai Yi sighed, "I don't know why these days, I keep thinking of the myth of Sisyphus. ”

Bai Ling's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Bai Yi seriously.

"Sisyphus......?" Bao Yuan's hand stopped, "What kind of myth is that?" ”

"It is the king of a small country, because he has angered the gods, so the gods have issued the most severe punishment to him—he has to push a huge stone up to the top of the mountain every day, but the stone that reaches the top of the mountain during the day will roll down to the foot of the mountain at night, and Sisyphus has to repeat the work day after day, which has no meaning and no end."

Bao Yuan tilted his head and listened with a frown.

The story is as weird as the protagonist's name.

"Why do you have to push rocks?" Bao Yuan tilted his head and asked, "Isn't it just to let him serve as a conscription, what kind of severe punishment is this?" ”

"For the gods consider this unbearable, inextricable, never-ending pain to be the deepest punishment of a man." Bai Yi said in a deep voice, "Actually, I have always felt that most people who want to seek death are also like Sisyphus, who want to seek a relief from death. ”

Bao Yuan heard that Bai Yi had turned the topic back to seeking death, and couldn't help but shudder, and was about to scold angrily, when he heard Bai Ling laughing and opening his mouth on the side.

"Not necessarily."

“…… What doesn't have to be? Bai Yi looked over with a clear gaze.

"Sisyphus doesn't have to be painful," Burling whispered, "at least not in Camus's writing." ”

"Camus?" Bai Yi's thoughts drifted away with Bai Ling's words, "I haven't read his books too much, what did he say?" ”

"He said Sisyphus was a happy man." Bai Ling said.

Bai Yi's eyes widened slightly, "Why?" ”

"Camus has a philosophical essay called The Myth of Sisyphus, and he says that the predicament of Sisyphus is something that everyone is born with and cannot escape.

"The average person has three options when faced with it.

"Either choose physical suicide and, as you say, seek eternal relief from death.

"Either you choose to commit suicide philosophically, or you will turn your back on it and stop thinking about it and no longer ask yourself what it means to push stones day after day."

At this, Boling paused for a moment.

"The third is Camus's choice of Sisyphus - he fully recognizes the absurdity and meaninglessness behind life, but still starts his daily work with enthusiasm, and spends every day of his life happily and calmly."

"Actually, it's not just Camus," Bai Ling's voice flowed slowly like a stream, and she still looked at Bai Yi and said softly, "Another psychotherapist, Owen Yalong, has a similar statement. ”

Bai Yi nodded, signaling that he was listening.

"The therapist said, 'I have found four established facts that are relevant to psychotherapy: that each of us and the people we love are bound to die; We must be free to live as we wish; We are alone after all; and that there is no obvious meaning to life. ’

"'No matter how cold these established facts may seem, the root of wisdom and the way to liberation are all in it.'" ”

Bai Yi frowned slightly, he thought for a moment and shook his head.

"No, it's not similar. The consultant's opinion you mentioned is obviously closer to Sartre's. Camus's Thought...... It's still too weak. ”

"Do you think so?"

"Yes." Bai Yi replied solemnly, "I think Camus's so-called happiness is a bit of a deception and self-deception. His Sisyphus gave up resistance, and thus all possibilities for the future. ”

"Maybe it does make some people happy, but I don't like it." Bai Yi lowered his eyes, "Camus's theory gives people the hope of happiness, but this hope is simply an illusion. ”

Bai Ling raised his eyes in some surprise, "Do you think that 'Camus's hope' is an illusion, or is 'all hope' an illusion?" ”

"All hope is." Bai Yi replied.

Bai Ling sighed softly, "That sounds like a bit ...... Pessimistic. ”

Bai Yi shook his head, "In fact, in Sartre's thought, the so-called optimism is rooted in the despair of eliminating all hope." Hope makes people give up a broader freedom, and also give up the option of a head-on breakthrough. It creates illusions about all sorts of outcomes, so you can't act on your own.

"Despair means the will of man, it means the constant creation and presentation of eternity. Man is fully responsible for his actions, and Sartre's optimism is derived from this despair.

"This is what is called, 'unrepentant optimism.'"

Bai Ling smiled, "I see. ”

She looked up at the birds that swept across the sky, "I've heard some anecdotes about the two of them. Although they seem to be very incompatible, today I suddenly feel that the core of their stories seems to be in common. ”

“…… What the? ”

"Resist." Bai Ling whispered.

"Resistance?"

"A rebellion against fate, a rebellion against nothingness, a rebellion against everything that tramples on human dignity...... It's just that the means and slogans are very different. ”

Bai Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, "Where is Camus's resistance?" ”

"Camus's revolt is not a means, but an end." Bai Ling looked at Bai Yi, "Being pushed into the never-ending punishment, but living calmly and happily, this in itself is the most direct counterattack to fate." ”

Bai Yi was dumbfounded, although he faintly felt that something was wrong, he still had a sense of sudden enlightenment at this moment.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, Bai Ling was not sure if he had grasped Bai Yi's voice, and there was still a hidden worry in his heart, but he saw that Bai Yi's thoughtful eyes suddenly brought a smile, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Bao Yuan looked at the two people in front of him like a monster, and after a long time, he finally stumbled and said, "You two...... What the hell are you talking about? ”