Huai Fei carried her to the bed, covered the quilt, and her eyes were full of distress. He had just gone to store his spiritual energy, and only by using his own blood could he recover the spiritual power that had been accidentally consumed.

After so many days, Huai Xuan's own spiritual power was not much left. Now that she only looks at the tear mole herself, she should be able to grow.

……

The voice gradually cried a little, is he so ruthless?

Finally, a mouthful of blood poured out of his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of tears.

Holding the flying puppet tightly, he slowly fell to the ground.

In the haze, the tear mole seemed to see the man who loved to wear green clothes walking towards him with an umbrella, he was gentle, irritable, and cold, and in an instant, he finally became a fragment.

Everything is gone, and for her sake, he still left, didn't he?

You didn't keep your promise.

Two years later.

Tear Mole carried an oil-paper umbrella to a bamboo forest, where there was a green grave with a long silk.

【Tear mole】

"I miss you so much, do you know how well I manage the Lower Ninth Stream Building now, do you miss me?"

Tear Mole did not shed tears, with a smile on his face, his hand gently stroked his wooden card, and talked to him unhurriedly.

Like, he's always there.

The bamboo forest behind him moved slightly, the figure appeared, and the tearful mole turned back keenly:

【Tear mole】

"Who?!"

……

It's not a demon, it's not a ghost, I don't know what I am.

All I know is that I obey him, serve him, and obey him. And he, scared of me.

Finish.

Sense or emotion? That's a problem.

What is worth having? Is it to write the coastline of life with a clear conscience and careful thinking? Or is it hazy and hazy to pursue a path without a goal?

Go crazy? To make trouble? Or do you want to lay out the facts and be reasonable? There are too many troubles in the world, if you can solve them with one or two impulsive words, then you don't have to fight, and there is no so-called judge, he is teaching you to speak with facts and reason.

Could it be that the prosecutor who is fair and strict, and who kills his relatives in righteousness, can face everything rationally and calmly? He is not a god, nor a saint, but a mortal after all.

Reason is an emotion in disguise, resisting one's most primitive impulses, and the desire to shout in one's heart is slowly regaining calm. Reason exists within emotion, and the two are interdependent. Just as men are very rational, women are emotional, and they are destined to be inseparable.

Put aside the intellect and emotions that govern your behavior, do whatever you want, go to trouble, go crazy. Life is not just a mechanical accumulation of reason and emotion, standing in front of you, but a flesh and blood person!

Claudius's plausibility: a shrewd strategist, a perfect villain. The whole story follows the struggle between Hamlet and Claudius, whose presence undoubtedly adds to the dramatization and foreshadowing of Hamlet's actions. It is also about presenting a character to the world, and the discussion around the topic of love and hate makes the character of this character full and full, which can be regarded as the rationality of the existence of this character.

Claudius's irrationality: This man is utterly bad, with no regard for family, brothers, friends, and subjects. People are complex, and it's easy to create a bad guy, just like a flat character, I feel that there is no merit at all, and there is no complexity in the character, which is an irrationality in my opinion.