Xu Zhe has heard a lot of songs, all kinds of genres, if you want to say that you can't sing a love song, of course not. But he really didn't want to sing love songs to little girls in the middle of the night.

After all, the little girl is only fourteen years old, and Xu Zhe is very sad about the level in his heart.

If Song Xingye grew up a little more, such as at least eighteen years old, then he would seriously consider it. But now, at most, he regards others as a gentle and lovely little sister.

"Rice Fragrance", "Blue Lotus", "Stubborn", "Me", you don't have to sing all of each song, just sing a few or a dozen sentences, which add up to less than ten minutes.

"I like me, let the roses bloom a kind of fruit, in the lonely desert, still blooming naked-" After singing this sentence, Xu Zhe finally stopped for a while.

Then I listened to Song Xingye's slightly smiling voice: "It seems to be a little out of tune." ”

Xu Zhe: "No way, after all, I haven't practiced professionally." ”

But Song Xingye immediately picked up again: "But I like it very much." I think you sing very well, very well. ”

Xu Zhe: "...... Thanks, that's a good idea. Anyway, how are you now, are you feeling better? ”

Song Xingye: "It's much better." But I still can't think about it, because I'm a person with a lot of imagination, and it's always easy to think too much. And the more you are afraid of something, the more you can't help but think about it. So, if you're tired of singing, let's talk, shall we? ”

A phone night talk with a beautiful girl?

Xu Zhe smiled: "Yes, what do you want to talk about?" ”

"I want to think about it...... Song Xingye said with emotion, "Although the two of us are at the same table, it seems that we rarely talk like this." I talked to Fei Fei a lot more often, and I shared a lot of things with her first. ”

Xu Zhe: "Of course, both of you are girls after all, so it's convenient to have anything to say." ”

Moreover, when Tang Lingfei was asked to approach Song Xingye, it was to avoid letting herself fall by her side and being pulled by her to chat all day long. Otherwise, he felt that it would be too much of a waste of time.

It may be a little pleasant to chat with a beautiful girl, but how can it compare to the sense of accomplishment of making money?

"Then what are you talking about now......" Song Xingye pondered for a while, and suddenly had an idea, "By the way, how is your game now?" ”

Xu Zhe: "I'm working on sound effects, and I'm just waiting for my father's art materials." ”

Song Xingye: "Why do you want to make a game?" ”

Xu Zhe: "It's very simple, make money. ”

Song Xingye: "Do you think how much money is enough?" ”

Xu Zhe: "There is no end to this, because as long as people live, they have to spend money." If you keep spending, you need to have an income all the time. Only when income is greater than expenditure can people feel secure. Money is the guts of man. ”

Song Xingye was silent for a few seconds, and sighed in a low voice: "I used to think that money was vulgar all the time, but my dad ...... After all that happened, I felt like I was still naïve. Money is really important. I overheard my parents' conversation, and they said that my family still owes 300,000 to others. 300,000 yuan, a lot, right? ”

Xu Zhe: "Say too much, say a lot less." Your family originally owed 600,000 yuan, but it seems that the car and house were sold for 300,000 yuan, and now there are 300,000 yuan left. ”

Song Xingye: "If you hadn't told me just now, I wouldn't have known that I owe 600,000 yuan...... Alas, they only told me, let me not think too much, just study hard and go to school, they can afford it. ”

Xu Zhe: "There's nothing wrong with it, you really just need to study hard." Let the adults solve the problems caused by the adults. If it goes well, maybe it will be paid off in a year or two. ”

Song Xingye was very surprised: "Can you earn 300,000 yuan in a year or two?" Won't it......"

Xu Zhe: "It's hard to say, it may not be worth tens of thousands of yuan after two years, or it may be far beyond your imagination." Forget it, don't talk about money, the more you talk about it, the more sober it becomes. ”

"Hee-hee," the girl chuckled, "I think that as long as I talk to you, the more I talk, the more sober I become." ”

Xu Zhe: "Then hang up, right?" It's going to be eleven o'clock, and I have to go to school tomorrow morning......"

Song Xingye hurriedly said, "Hey, wait, let's talk about something else." What do you think will keep you asleep? ”

He thought for a moment and said decisively: "Philosophy." ”

Song Xingye: "Have you also read philosophy?" Can you tell me about that? ”

Xu Zhe: "I've read a little bit of philosophical science, and I don't guarantee that what I understand is right, so let's talk about it casually." The origins of philosophy are said to have started with the Ionians, but if I were looking for an entry point, I would go with Plato. He believes that we can divide the world into two layers, one is the spiritual world and the other is the real world. The real world is really just a projection of the spiritual world. He famously used a metaphor for the world in the cave. ”

Song Xingye: "......"

Xu Zhe continued: "We are like prisoners living in a cave, and we can only see the shadow on the inner wall of the cave. But are these shadows real? No, the real thing is outside the cave, but we are inside the cave, so only shadows can be seen. The belief that there is a spiritual world that cannot be directly experienced by the physical body, and that the real world is just a poor imitation of the spiritual world, seems to be the origin of idealism. Of course, I don't specialize in this, so I can't say for sure. ”

Song Xingye was silent for a moment, and said weakly: "I have only heard of Plato's love ......"

Xu Zhe: "Well, that's also what Plato proposed. He believed that marriage between men and women was only a social necessity, for the sake of procreation. True love is spiritual and exists only between men and men. ”

I don't know why, but suddenly there was a sound of rapid breathing on the other end of the phone.

The girl's voice suddenly became nervous: "You don't think the same way, do you?" ”

Xu Zhe: "Of course not. The philosophers of that era were very disparaging of women, which belonged to the limitations of the times. I don't think that true love can only be between men and men, and who says that true love between girls and girls can't be? ”

Song Xingye: "It's not okay between men and women?" ”

Xu Zhe: "Of course. The so-called platonic love was not limited to the same sex later. As long as it is purely spiritual love and does not involve the flesh, it seems that it can be classified as such. But love in reality is inevitably related to the body, and the so-called love at first sight is not just lust? ”

Song Xingye: "Then, if it's not love at first sight, but love over time?" ”

Xu Zhe: "Weigh the pros and cons. ”

Song Xingye was obviously quite unconvinced: "I don't think that's the case!" You're thinking too much, too ......."

The girl was still thinking about the wording, thinking about which word to use to describe her feelings, but Xu Zhe said it for her.

"Too utilitarian?"

"Yes, utilitarian!"

Xu Zhe smiled: "Maybe." Everyone's experience from childhood to adulthood is different, and the ideas formed are certainly different. In fact, I doubt that the so-called love exists. In my opinion, it is just a hybrid concept formed by the desire to reproduce and cultural influences. ”

After he said this, there was silence for a while.

Just when Xu Zhe wanted to ask her if she was asleep, Song Xingye said in a very firm tone:

"You will understand later, you will definitely understand that love is real."

Xu Zhe couldn't help but want to laugh - you are a second-year-old girl, and you still have this kind of line with yourself, 'You will understand later'?

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