Bai Ling blinked his eyes and let out a very soft "uh-huh......", as if he was thinking about how to answer Ai Songqing's question.

Ai Songqing seemed to have the answer, she sighed softly, then lowered her head, put her side face on Bai Ling's table, and looked at Bai Ling with a little envy.

"Does Songqing want to get out of here?" Bai Ling asked softly.

Ai Songqing's gaze was a little sad—this was the second time Bai Ling had asked himself this question.

Yes, of course.

I dreamed of it.

But what can you do when you get out?

"I don't know." Ai Songqing said in a low voice.

Bai Ling smiled and went back to writing the lyrics.

Ai Songqing's gaze followed the tip of Bai Ling's pen and slowly moved on the table.

"I had a dream today at noon and during my lunch break," Ai Songqing said softly, "I dreamed that you left a letter and left. ”

Bai Ling didn't stop writing, but asked, "What did I say in my letter?" ”

"There's nothing in the letter, just a blank slate." Ai Songqing's voice dimmed, "When I woke up, I was a little scared, worried that there was really an envelope on the table, worried that you were really gone. ”

"I probably won't be here forever." Bai Ling replied calmly.

Ai Songqing slowly sat up straight, "Where are you going?" When to go? ”

"It's still a matter of eight words." Bai Ling smiled, "At least we have to sort out these things at hand first." ”

Ai Songqing lay down on the table again, returning to his previous position.

After a while, she looked at Bai Ling again.

“…… Why did Burling do these things? She muttered, "It's troublesome." ”

"It's fine." Bai Ling said softly, "Quite interesting. ”

"What's interesting?"

"Hmm......" Bai Ling raised her head and thought about it seriously, and after a long while, she suddenly turned around, "Did I tell you that I have a brother?" ”

Ai Songqing nodded.

Speaking of Bai Yi, a faint smile appeared on Bai Ling's face again.

"I talked to him a few years ago about the war, and unlike most people, he was an extreme anti-war person." Bai Ling said softly, "He feels that there are no heroes on the battlefield, only ridiculous sacrifices. He was talking to me about Russell—"

"Russell?"

"A sage who is famous in our country." Bai Ling said softly.

Ai Songqing nodded and continued to listen to Bai Ling.

"He was talking to me about Russell at the time, and he said that there was a time when there was a war outside, and an old woman saw that Russell didn't join the army from Rong, so she came up to him and asked him, young man, and other young people are trying to defend our civilization—"

Bai Ling paused, she didn't know how to explain the word "civilization" to Ai Songqing.

"Prosperity in culture and education?" Ai Songqing answered by himself. Love to read

"Hmm." Bai Ling nodded, "Almost, other young people have gone to the front line to defend these splendid cultures, don't you feel ashamed to shrink here alone?"

"As a result, Russell replied that I was the kind of 'civilization' they were trying to defend."

Ai Songqing also burst out laughing, "...... What kind of sage, I think it's just afraid of death. ”

Bai Ling also smiled, "He didn't make it clear at the time, but I think he kind of wanted to say that he was also a person who would never go to battle." ”

"It's understandable." Ai Songqing said in a low voice, "If it weren't for the lack of food at home, or if he was captured, who would want to go to the front line?" ”

Bai Ling's gaze fell on the paper, and she gently pinched the bridge of her nose, closed her eyes, and let her dry eyes rest for a while.

"But where is my brother now?" Bai Ling had a smile on his face, "...... I also got news of him some time ago, and I thought he would go back to his hometown with my father, or go to some peaceful place to stay......"

"Huh?" Ai Songqing looked at Bai Ling's expression with some curiosity.

"But they're going to the north." Bai Ling replied softly, "He, my father, has gone to the North. ”

Ai Songqing was stunned.

"It's autumn now, what are the two of them going to the north for? To enjoy the scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting? Bai Ling smiled and shook his head, "I don't know whose idea it was, but I know that if he is really stubborn, my father will definitely not be able to resist him." ”

"Why?" Ai Songqing asked, "Is your father a better talker?" ”

Bai Ling glanced at Ai Songqing and said with a smile, "...... Not at all. Both of them were very stubborn, and when they came up, ten cows couldn't pull them back. ”

"That ......"

"My dad is sure I can't beat my brother." Bai Ling smiled, "If my brother really doesn't want to go north, he can tie my father with hemp rope and throw it in the car, and he can always run away." ”

Ai Songqing was stunned by this explanation.

Bai Ling folded his hands behind his head and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "I was thinking about Russell a few days ago.

Someone once asked him if the rest of the conversation could be preserved in the world, even a thousand years from now, and people could read everything that happened today, then there was anything he wanted to tell future generations.

Russell said two things at the time. One is about wisdom, the other is about morality. I don't remember the exact wording, but it was to the effect that the person doing research should be faithful to the facts and to the truth to which they point – whether or not that truth seems to be beneficial to society, shocking to the world, or contrary to his beliefs;

"And the one about morality is that if we want to live together in this world, and not to perish together, then I should learn to tolerate all kinds of dissidents, because the places in which we live are becoming more and more intimate, and the flames of hatred and hatred, when kindled, will burn everyone."

Ai Songqing frowned slightly, and listened quietly.

Bai Ling's words seemed to come from another distant time and space, with a certain brilliant and unrealistic romance.

"It's hard for me to imagine that someone like my brother would take the initiative to go to such a dangerous place. Before we entered the palace, he didn't even want to touch his medical skills, he just wanted to be a cook in peace. ”

Bai Ling said softly, "I guess he may have had some problems too, so much so that he had to find new answers. ”

Bai Ling said such a long paragraph briskly, and then gently stretched out his hand and put it in his heart.

"They made their choice, and I should make mine." Bai Ling said softly, "For me now, meeting is not an imminent thing. I had to think about what kind of identity I wanted to live with. ”

Bai Ling paused for a moment, and the smile on his face became quieter.

In what capacity...... Live on. Ai Songqing repeated this sentence in a low voice.

What kind of problem is this?

She looked at Ai Songqing, "...... I feel like I'm very close to solving this puzzle now. ”

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