"Man is inherently dead, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather."

Sang Yuan let go of Ni Bingyan, turned around, put his arms on the back of the chair, lay on his back, staring at the few stars in the night sky for a long time, before he said softly:

"A lot of people think it's very funny and out of place.

"I feel that survival is so hard these days, who has the time to think about such unrealistic things?

"But I'm sure you're like me and wouldn't think so.

"People's beliefs have never had much to do with living conditions, they just depend on what you think.

"My dad has a friend who is worth tens of billions of dollars, but he likes to farm in his spare time. It is said that he just declared a new variety of corn last year, and the yield is very high, because he does everything by himself, without the hands of others, which makes him very proud.

"My family also hired a cleaning aunt, she paid her salary every month, she would go to buy painting materials, and when she came back to the room after work, she would set up an easel to paint, it had been many years, once the water pipe in the house burst, her room was flooded, she took out the painted painting to dry, we only knew.

"My mother was impressed by her diligence and pursuit, and wanted to send her to study at a painting academy, but she also refused, saying that she just liked painting, not to become a painter.

"In the year she retired, my mother held an art exhibition for her, and sold a lot of works......

Sang Yuan told her about the things she had experienced, and persuaded her not to neglect her spiritual pursuit because of material satisfaction.

If you don't have a dream and don't struggle, what's the difference between it and salted fish?

People who often talk about this kind of thing and carry it out to the end are not mediocre people?

He firmly believed that Ni Bingyan was just in a low mood for a while, and he didn't really have a decadent mind.

Ni Bingyan listened quietly, only silently holding his hand, crossing his fingers, and not speaking.

On the opposite side of the small square, under the dim street lamps, the shadowy greenery has its own hazy beauty.

Several children jumped rubber bands there, and beads of sweat splashed along with the children's running and jumping.

There are several uncles and aunts sitting or standing next to them, each pinching a fan, shaking it, and chatting in full swing.

I don't care how much each other's net worth is, some people take a few dollars of pu fan, some people take fragrant sandalwood antique fans, and even more, they pinch a plastic fan, and there is an advertisement for a men's hospital on the fan.

When others saw her, they said that she had a personality and did not look down on her because of this.

A Persian cat jumped down from a begonia tree, tilted its head and meowed at a sweaty little girl.

The little girl wiped her sweat before she squatted down and picked up the cat with her lotus root-like arms.

The cat was very obedient and obediently let her hold it, but the girl was too small and the cat was too fat, and the cat was like a piece of cat cake, and it fell from her arms.

The little girl threw the cat on her shoulder, touched its buttocks, made it lie on her stomach, and wiped her sweat with the back of her hand before saying goodbye to her friends:

"It's time for me to go home! My meow-chan came to pick me up~"

One person and one cat said goodbye to their friends and slowly disappeared at the end of the path.

Ni Bingyan looked at their backs and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

There are so many beautiful things in life, just slow down and you can feel it.

It seems to be much better than rushing forward.

Moreover, what people like really doesn't seem to have much to do with the economy.

She hadn't taken a vacation for a long time, and even though she had become a habit for a long time, she still felt tired.

It's all flesh and blood, and it's impossible not to get tired.

When I'm tired, what I crave most is to stop where I am and rest.

"If it is enough for a person to live a lifetime and only pursue money, then I can live better than the vast majority of people in this world without making any effort from birth.

"But I didn't do it, I worked hard since I was a child

I work much harder than my peers.

"Why?

"Because someone else is someone else, I am me. I don't want to waste my life. I don't want to come to this world for a while, but I can't leave any traces.

"I hope that when I die, in addition to my relatives and friends, there will be more people who will miss me, miss me, and miss me......

"Don't look at the amount of money I earn now, but it's far from my goal, and I still need to fight for it for a long, long time.

"Being rich and contributing to society are two different things. In that respect, you do it better than I do."

Not to mention social contributions and the like, the previous words simply poked into Ni Bingyan's heart.

The reason why she worked so hard was that she was fed up with being ignored.

When she was young, no matter what happened to her, there was silence around her, no one would care, and no one would care.

As long as she lives and does not harm society, no one will care what she is thinking or wanting.

When she was at school, she always sat in the corner.

No one cares if she listens to class or not, no one will ask her to go with her after school, and no one will take her to the toilet together during recess.

It seems that children born in orphanages and children who grew up in normal families are two kinds of people.

Later, she enjoyed what it was like to be an actress, in large part because she was fed up with this neglect.

I want to be in the spotlight, I want other people's eyes to stay on her, I want to make myself more important, and I want others to think about my good ......

Human beings are very complex creatures, and the most inscrutable thing is her thoughts, but sometimes people are very pure, and what she wants has always been very simple.

This guy is the best at coaxing, and if she retorts that she's not as good as he says, he'll blow a bunch of rainbow farts until she's happy.

She wasn't in a good mood right now, and she didn't want to fight him with him.

Life is so easy to pass by.

It seems that no matter how hard you try, there is no point.

In fact, she vaguely understood why her mood suddenly changed after knowing that Kong Xuyan had died.

Because she's afraid.

Fear of death.

Such a continuous work, in case of sudden death, how much is it worthwhile?

Perhaps for her now, health is the top priority.

Seeing that she lowered her head and did not speak. Sang Yuan sighed and stood up, grabbed her hand, and motioned for her to follow him on.

"You always can't figure out why I like you so much, after all, whether it is family background, growth environment, or career, etc., we are different in all aspects, under normal circumstances, it is really difficult for us to come together, because there is almost no overlap in the circle of life."

As he walked, Sang Yuan found a new topic.

There is always a period of time when the daughter-in-law is depressed, she can't do anything, and she has no appetite for anything, so it's time to coax her.

Like this, walking hand in hand on a midsummer night, while walking, chatting with a little confidant, is better than giving gifts.

"Yes! What's even more amazing is that the two of us have not been in contact with each other a few times a day, and you suddenly fell in love with me, and used so many small means, looking like it was inevitable, I sometimes wonder if you owe me a huge amount of money in your last life, and you will repay the debt in this life, otherwise what are you trying to do? Figure I travel a lot? It's not so superficial, I look good, right?"

Ni Bingyan is not the kind of person who likes to indulge in sadness, and when he said this, he couldn't help but squint at him.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Sang Yuan was so weak by her that he almost choked on saliva by accident!

The two have been in a long-distance relationship for a long time, wrote a lot of letters, chatted a lot of voices, and sent a lot of messages, so that the number of face-to-face heart-to-heart talks can be counted on one hand.

I didn't expect it to be so exciting.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me? Don't think that if you don't say it, I won't know, I just won't demolish you."

per

A person who is good at acting, he has a deep study of micro-expressions.

The two face each other, and Ni Bingyan can't find out that something is wrong, so it's abnormal!