Waiting for death is far more frightening than death.

What is the highest punishment?

Jiang Yan once saw a post that described one of the most cruel punishments.

Pushing a group of blindfolded inmates off a cliff will tell them that they are now dying, but because they are blindfolded, no one will know exactly how long they will die.

However, a fall that is too short will make the punishment less cruel, so the cliff must be high enough that the victim cannot predict when he will die.

But if the fall is too long, the prisoner will starve to death again, so food and water must fall with the prisoner, and if you are thirsty, you can catch it and drink it, and if you are hungry, you can take it to eat.

In this way, everyone knows that they are gradually moving towards death, but no one knows the exact time of death.

But there is another problem, a long wait will gradually paralyze the fear of death for the inmate, and in order to achieve the purpose of punishment, the inmate must fear the coming of death because of his own desires.

Then the most convenient thing is feelings.

Let a group of people from far to near, and gradually estranged, broken threads, and broken righteousness.

Let them desire, let them get, and then recapture them in the splitter, let them be entangled.

Give them desire, let them pursue, get love, and then lose everything.

Immersed in it, reluctant to break bones.

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Sitting on the Taishi chair, Jiang Yan looked up, the high clouds and Han rolled, like a nine-day pavilion, the blue sky faded away, like the end of the big play, the breeze blew, the wicker sounded, the pond wilderness, flowers, birds and insects chirped.

If it was Jiang Yan before, he would definitely feel that everything under him was so quiet.

But now, I only feel overwhelming despair.

The surrounding environment made Jiang Yan more and more reluctant, but it was this reluctance that hurt Jiang Yan the most.

"What's wrong? It feels like you're in a bad mood. ”

Walking out of the room, Gao Chou sat on the other side of the table, poured himself a cup of hot water, and his voice was cool.

"I just can't see the meaning of life." Looking out into the field, Jiang Yan's voice was hollow.

Hearing this question, Gao Chou on the side took a sip of the hot water in the cup, and then leaned on the back of the chair and looked into the distance like ginger smoke.

In the beginning, the most primitive philosophy was to solve the three major problems of life.

Where do people come from?

What is the purpose of man's life in the world?

Where do people go when they die?

That is, people often say, who am I, where I come from, and where am I going.

After being reborn, Jiang Yan was very excited about the second life he had obtained, but only two days had passed, and this excitement was replaced by confusion.

She returned to her small courtyard, to a place she was familiar with, and looking at everything around her, she didn't know what she was going to do next.

Gaining life makes her happy, but life itself makes her desperate.

She didn't know what the meaning of her life was, whether it was for the continuation of the human race or just to live this life.

So she found herself a lot of things to do and tried to keep herself busy.

But every time she calmed down, the overwhelming despair always continued to destroy her fragile nerves, as if to tell her that no matter how hard you try, you will inevitably die in the end, you can't change anything, and your life has no meaning.

The excessive pursuit of essence made Jiang Yan's psychology gradually become depressed and depressed, and just when Jiang Yan wanted to end all this, Zhao Dabai came.

A half-sized bear, dragging a long tail, broke into Jiang Yan's vegetable garden and stole the latter's corn under the light.

The sudden intrusion of the black shadow made Jiang Yan suddenly a little curious, grabbed the latter's tail and tied it to the pillar, Jiang Yan picked up the slippers and slapped Zhao Dabai's fat belly.

The pain made Zhao Dabai even more flustered, but he still didn't forget the corn in his mouth, and a pair of bean eyes looked at Jiang Yan in panic, but his mouth kept stopping.

This scene made Jiang Yan, who was sick at the time, couldn't help laughing.

There were only a few beatings, but in this short period of time, Zhao Dabai actually finished eating the corn in his mouth, swallowed the corn kernels into his stomach, and Zhao Dabai, who was tied to the pillar, put on an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"I'm done! Let's fight! Zhao Dabai thought at that time.

Sensing Zhao Dabai's hob-like attitude, Jiang Yan put down the slippers in his hand, rolled his eyes, walked to the cornfield, broke off another ear of corn, and shook it in front of Zhao Dabai's nose.

Smelling the fragrance in front of his nose, Zhao Dabai, who was tied to the pillar, kept struggling, opening his mouth to bite the corn in front of him, but Jiang Yan took the corn away just right every time, which made Zhao Dabai more and more anxious.

"Want to eat?"

This was the first thing Jiang Yan said to Zhao Dabai. However, Zhao Dabai nodded humanely.

Jiang Yan was shocked by the latter's actions, looking at the black bear with a high IQ in front of him, Jiang Yan let go of the long-tormented question in his heart and began to truly communicate with the outside world.

At that time, Jiang Yan finally had a glimmer of hope for this post-apocalyptic world because of Zhao Dabai's relationship, and she felt that as long as Zhao Dabai was there, everything would be much better.

But now, the desperation of the truth has pulled her back to the desperate self she once was.

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"I just can't see the meaning of life." Looking out into the field, Jiang Yan's voice was hollow.

Sitting on the side, looking into the distance with high sorrow and comfort, the wind sings and the birds sing, and everything flourishes.

"I haven't thought about such esoteric questions, I just feel that living is to make myself comfortable, if I have the ability in the past, I will make myself comfortable today, and if I have the ability today, I will make tomorrow comfortable, just like Zhao Dabai, he will not feel that tomorrow's death will have any impact on today, but he will definitely think that if I can, I will definitely eat a lot of delicious things."

Looking at Zhao Dabai, who had become listless because of Jiang Yan, Gao Chou spoke.

Hearing Gao Chou's words, a little starlight appeared in Jiang Yan's gray eyes, and following Gao Chou's gaze, Jiang Yan looked at Zhao Dabai who was listless in the distance.

Zhao Dabai found that his master was looking at him, and hurriedly ran to Jiang Yan's side, raised his head and arched Jiang Yan's hand with his nose, and comforted his master in his own way.

"Yes, what does tomorrow's death have to do with today?"

Recalling this sentence, Jiang Yan, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Zhao Dabai in front of him with a smile, and all doubts seemed to be solved.

Stroking Zhao Dabai in front of him, Jiang Yan finally recovered his spirits, stood up and stretched, took a deep breath, Jiang Yan finally found that the scenery in front of him was so gentle.

"Thank you."

Turning around, Jiang Yan said to Gao Chou.

Seeing Jiang Yan regain his spirits, Gao Chou smiled and took a sip of hot water, then stood up and walked into the bedroom.

"Hey! Ginger smoke, the chick has laid eggs! ”