Chapter One Hundred and Four: Let Go
"Why are you doing this? I helped you, why should you be angry? There were starry tears in her eyes, and this pitiful and frightened look really didn't tell that all the things that had happened before were her doing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
She clutched the flute tightly, looked aggrievedly at the crowd slowly walking towards her, put the flute to her mouth again, and played another song that was different from the desolate one just now.
The sound of the flute came, crisp but not sharp, and the melodious sound of the flute seemed to be able to really pour everything at this moment.
The moment the flute remembered, everyone covered their heads, and their footsteps stopped, and after a few sounds, these people had begun to stumble back and forth, although I also felt that my head was swollen but not as bad as theirs, and looking at them, the way they looked now really made people feel their pain.
Seeing this, I naturally couldn't have any more pity and pity, walked quickly in front of her, snatched her flute, and looked at her angrily.
"Give it back to me!" She looked nervously, with a look of fear and grievance, as if I was a bad uncle who liked to snatch children's toys, and wanted to bully her.
She looked at me pitifully, clutching the corners of her clothes with both hands and pleading.
"Brother, will you give me back the flute?" She looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, and a coquettish smile leaked from her delicate face, and I looked at her who looked harmless to humans and animals, and sighed slowly.
"You and I didn't want to hurt these people?"
"I didn't? I'm helping them! She blinked her big watery eyes and replied without thinking, if it hadn't happened in advance, those who didn't know would really think that she had done something to solve the major problems of people's livelihood.
"Don't you feel that life is boring? These people, they have to suffer all kinds of injuries in their lives, they have to have life and death, they have to have grievances and entanglements, everything is so painful, and I am helping them to get rid of these pains. Think about it, life is too short, even if they survive to the age of 100, they will eventually leave this world, and what about when they are old? It is necessary to consider whether the children are filial or not, and to consider what will happen to them in the future. Also, when you get older, you will naturally get sick, so isn't it painful to get sick? When they get old, they will be confused, they will no longer even remember the people they love the most, they will not be able to distinguish right from wrong, day and night, let alone who is who, is that kind of life meaningful? Everyone, no matter how old they were, will lose the scenery of the year, and when they die, isn't it a piece of loess that no one cares about? Now that I'm helping them to get free, why are you stopping me? What exactly am I doing wrong? The more she talked, the more anxious she became, and finally left tears in her eyes, wiping and explaining her correctness.
I looked at this innocent-looking her, and there was no way to deal with it for a while.
I don't know if she's pretending to be like this or if she really thinks so, but she's hurt people after all, but what should I do if she hurts these people? What should I do about this?
It's just that her words are really ridiculous, is life too short to live? What is the significance of that man's birth?
"You say that they live a sad life, that they are old and confused, and that they have died with a handful of loess, but I don't think what you said is right. First of all, people are born with their own souls, and everything they do has its own reasons and meanings. You say that life is too short, haven't you seen those happy things? When a child achieves good grades in school, he is praised by exams, praised by classmates, encouraged by parents, he will be happy, when an adult meets someone he likes, he will be happy, he gets married, has children, and has the most important and cherished people in his life They are happy, even if these people are in trouble in the future, let him worry, he will be happy because he has a person who can let him care about and care, why don't you see this? I don't care if you're pretending or what, everyone has the meaning of their existence, and you don't have any right to decide their life or death, let alone control their lives. You are a girl, I can't bear to hurt you, take your flute and leave, don't do these useless and brainless things from now on! "I threw the flute into her arms, and she took the lost flute, and she was smiling it, and it looked like she really treasured her flute.
She looked at me aggrievedly again: "Thank you!" We have very different ideas! I don't think I'm wrong! But what you said is not wrong, why is it that we have different views, but we are not wrong? ā
"There are many things, and there is no absolute right or wrong, but since people are alive, they always have to go to the positive side, right? Stop pushing people to kill themselves! ā
She nodded as if she didn't understand, and turned to walk out the door with her flute in hand.
"If there is, I will definitely go to you again and discuss with you why people are alive!" She dropped the sentence and turned away.
I didn't promise her whether she would rain or not, she discussed whether people should live or die, no doubt no one in this world wants to die, even if life is not satisfactory, few people choose to end their lives and choose to escape from pain.
Although there is no right or wrong to this question, there is only one answer, that is, people have to live.
If people don't want to live, why do they all fight to protect their lives?
I turned around and saw these people looking at me indifferently, and after a long time, someone finally asked me, "Why did you shoot her, she almost killed us just now!" ā
I didn't answer their questions, and I can't answer them about this kind of thing, why did I leave her? I do feel that her eyes are as clear as a spring, and I always feel that she is not so heinous, and she has not really hurt anyone, so in this case, why not let her go?
Yes......
A scream suddenly came, and the voice was Jian Xunsheng's aunt.
Jian Xunsheng's uncle was originally unconscious because of the sound of the flute, and at this moment when the sound of the flute disappeared, he woke up, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to continue to hold on to his wife, saying that he would kill her.
She hid behind me in a panic, and when I saw him coming, I grabbed his hand and controlled him, and quickly tied him up with the rope that Jian Xunsheng had found.
He was still struggling with his life, but the rope was so strong that he didn't break it.
Suddenly, his empty eyes turned red, and at the same time, the rope that bound him to him was shattered...... (To be continued.) )