Rong Qian's heart shook slightly, Ah Han has always been the laziest and sluggishest among them, and he doesn't care about everything, if it weren't for the serious damage he suffered, he wouldn't have been like this. "Han, I'm also hurting, I'm being hurt now, I've been cut more than a hundred and twenty times just now, and today, my right hand will be cut to the point that only a white skeleton remains. But it wasn't enough to affect my state of mind. Han, don't forget, we are above everyone in this era, all the pain and damage are just a game or a test, there is no need to take this kind of thing too seriously. ”

"But the pain is real, our feelings are real, how can we think of all this as a dream that didn't happen?"

"Han, as soon as we were born, we were taken care of by modern science, with a vast countryside and a vast starry sky. Never know, what is hunger, cold, pain, sadness, so, is really happy? Our test, it seems, is just a simulation to pass the exam, but because of this, we live with ordinary human beings thousands of years ago, see their sorrows and struggles, experience joys and sorrows with them, truly devote, truly love, and truly caring, in order to truly feel how precious everything we have? ”

After a period of silence, accompanied by a low moan: "Xiao Rong, you really speak like our moral teacher" After a slightly painful laugh, there was a deep sigh "But, Xiao Rong, what I am sad about is not the physical injury, indeed, for those of us who have never known what pain is, it is good for us to try pain and understand the human tolerance for pain." However, I just don't understand why, we give so much, but we don't get a trace of trust, a little respect, why, the people who hurt us are always the ones who keep saying that they love us. ”

"Han ......" Rong Qian's voice was already deeply worried.

"Xiaorong, I'm tired, I'm really tired, the first time I was betrayed, I said, it's just a simulation, the second time I was hurt, I said, this was originally the subject I chose, the third time, in the face of the darkness of human nature, I said, don't care, it's just a skin that can be replaced at any time, no matter how it is treated, it doesn't matter. But, Xiaorong, I can't stand it anymore, again and again, almost endlessly, I don't know, how ruthless can a person's heart be, Xiaorong, I really can't stand it. ”

Rong Qian frowned deeply, and the uneasiness in his heart deepened sharply, "Ah Han ......"

"Xiaorong, you have also paid real care and true love again and again, and you have been let down and hurt again and again, bullied, and betrayed, why can you be so casual, say this, laugh like this, keep this mentality and continue to simulate, you can even continue to love those who hurt you. And I can't do it, and I don't believe that anyone can still love the perpetrator as a victim after being abused like this. ”

Rong Qian was silent for a while before he asked softly, "Han, tell me, when you love them, care for them, take care of them, and sacrifice to protect them, do you hope that they can repay you?" ”

After a moment of silence, there was a bland word: "No." ”

"Will you be happy when you know that others are happy because of everything you do?"

Han's answer was a long silence.

Rong Qian smiled slightly, only when he acquiesced, "So, what's so bad." You don't do all this to reciprocate, you help them, you love them, you sacrifice for them, not for them, but for yourself, because all this makes you happy, happy, and that's enough. Rong Qian unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and smiled sincerely, "Love a person, protect a person, and don't go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, pay ten yuan, you have to get back two catties of meat, otherwise you will suffer." ”

"Xiaorong, it's because you have this kind of thought, so you can face so many betrayals and injuries calmly, right?"

Rong Qian smiled softly, remembering the joy and happiness he had had: "Han, is it your fault that you are treated like this?" Have you ever done anything unreasonable? Have you ruthlessly betrayed them and wantonly hurt them? ”

"Nope."

So, what's the problem? We have helped the people we care about, we have given for it, we feel joy and happiness, we have done nothing wrong, it is they who are wrong, they will end up doing it to themselves, they will lose us. Even they themselves do not understand how precious what they have lost. What do we have to lose? We borrowed their hands and experienced all kinds of feelings that we would never have, and we had a lot of happiness, even if we broke up in the future, we had the happiness of that time. They have done things that should not be done, so that we can confirm that they are not worthy of our love, not worthy of our sacrifice, our hearts are free, we will have the opportunity to find people who are truly worthy of love and giving, why should we be sad and sad? Xiaorong, we have a clear conscience, we have done nothing wrong, we are innocent, upright, standing between heaven and earth, what is worth caring about so much, so painful, so unbearable. ”

Rong Qian was in the depths of his consciousness, talking to his friends with his thoughts, but his physical body in reality was also affected, he smiled slightly, his eyes were clear and firm, his expression was calm, so open, people didn't dare to look at him, and the brilliance that naturally emitted made people feel dazzling.

In the depths of his thoughts, Ah Han sighed deeply: "Xiaorong, your mind can really accommodate the world." ”

"Han, I'm just trying to make myself as happy as possible."

sighed with relief: "Xiaorong, thank you." ”

"Han ......" Rong Qian smiled slightly, and before he could say more, a sharp scream suddenly sounded in his ears, the sound was extremely harsh, Rong Qian's spiritual communication was immediately cut off, and his eyes were still buzzing, if he wasn't bound, he would have reached out and slapped his ears, oh my God, my ears wouldn't be deafened.

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Yan Rin sat high on the temporary throne of the viewing platform, looking down at the man's bloodied body. Seeing that the knife was cut down one by one, pieces of flesh and blood fell. My heart was at a loss, and I couldn't find the slightest happiness of revenge, only deep confusion.

It wasn't until this moment, seeing everything with his own eyes, that he really realized that he had given a bloody killing order. It wasn't until this moment, seeing that man's flesh and blood flying, that he really understood that that man was going to die.

He is going to die, and the man who has ignored him for many years will die before him.

He is going to die, and the man who has been on his head for many years will be gone from the world.

He was about to die, his flesh and blood flying, his limbs scattered, he could no longer breathe, he could no longer move, he could no longer look at him with disapproving eyes, and he could no longer speak to him in a nonchalant tone.

He's going to die.

But, why, I'm not happy.

Stretch out your hand, press it on your chest, why here, it seems to have fallen on a thousand pounds of boulders, why even the simplest breath has become the most difficult thing.

He gritted his teeth, kept his eyes open, and kept his composure as he watched the slow slaughter.

Why, in his eyes, there is no pain, no hatred, no hatred, no resentment, why is the knife down, pieces of flesh and blood flying, the audience is still thrilled, but he just bears it calmly and smiles peacefully.

He whispered something, and the executioner trembled like a leaf in the wind.

Why did he close his eyes slightly, the expression on his face gradually softened, and the corners of his lips slowly overflowed with a smile, as if he remembered some beautiful past, and as if he had heard some news that made him happy.

It is clear that the Buddha is smiling peacefully, where is the person who is being slowly slaughtered and slaughtered in the execution ground.

Other spectators felt the same way. When Rong Qian was talking and communicating with Han in his consciousness, and was very relieved that Han had finally figured it out, other people were all blinded by the changing expressions on Rong Qian's face, and even a little frightened, God, is this still human?

And the executioner closest to Rong Qian was the most affected, and finally couldn't overcome the fear that kept pouring out in his heart, and he threw down his torture knife like a collapse, and screamed loudly: "He is not a person, this person is not a person." As he spoke, he staggered back.

It was as if what he called out was the voice of all the watchers, so many high-ranking officials, so many stewards, and none of them came back to their senses to reprimand him.

Rong Qian was startled by his scream, frowned, and was depressed in his heart, brother, this is slander, this is a personal attack, this is an insult.

Yan Rin frowned, stood up from the throne, dressed in bright yellow clothes, and stood up, extremely conspicuous among the people who were sitting.

Before the others could come to their senses and stand up, the screams suddenly rang out. More than a dozen sharp arrows, like thunder and lightning, shot at Yan Rin, who had just stood up.