Chapter 12 I am three times a day, and I am self-conscious

What is it like to live in this world in this way without a sense of reality, without expectations, without a past, without a future, and walking in the crowd without being able to perceive her existence by others?

Zhou Zhongqing was a little unimaginable, especially knowing that even if Bai Yueying had been dead for so long, no one had ever burned her a piece of incense, and the sense of confusion that existed for some reason seemed to be even stronger.

I really can't imagine that there will be such a thing as a ghost and a little pity like her.

After incense to his parents, Zhou Zhongqing also went upstairs to take a bath.

The warm water from the shower wet his hair and then his whole body, and he couldn't help but think.

What is the meaning of existence?

As long as it is life, after all, it will die out if it can't survive time, and 90% of people, after three generations, time will erase all traces of your existence.

There is a saying that in fact, a person dies three times, the first time is death in the physical sense, when your heart stops;

The second time is that the last person who remembered your name is also gone, and no one knows that you have ever been in this world;

The third time is that all the records, records, videos, and photos about you are all lost, and then the whole world will no longer find the slightest trace of you.

What princes and princes will be noble, and even an entire human civilization, a whole galaxy, in the long river of history, in the scale of time, is just a tiny dust.

So what is the meaning of existence in this journey that will not leave any traces after all?

This is destined to be a philosophically eternal topic, and there is not even a uniform answer for each individual who is different.

For Zhou Zhongqing, he feels that the meaning of life is probably the experience of just a few tens or hundreds of years, the real feeling of experiencing existence, and the real feeling when colliding with the world-

The background color of life is probably composed of the injuries you have suffered, the tears you have shed, the wrestling you have fallen, the words you have laughed at, the dogs you have been annoyed with, the balls you have played, the people you have loved, and the partners you have been with.

These backgrounds constitute life, and with life there will be corresponding death.

The first time he experienced death was when his grandmother died in his childhood, when he was still ignorant, but at a certain moment when he calmed down, he suddenly thought of the fragmentary memories related to his grandmother, and he finally realized sadness, which meant that he would never see his grandmother again.

Since then, Zhou Zhongqing has understood that death is a very heavy thing, not to mention the departure of his parents later.

Until this day in the late summer evening, he met Miss Ghost who jumped off the rooftop.

Thinking about it now, it seemed so redundant to stop him at the time, because a death that was quite heavy for him was a beautiful thing for Miss Spectre to ask for.

It was not only her existence as a ghost that brought a huge impact to Zhou Zhongqing, but also because of her behavior, which subverted the outlook on life that he had believed in for twenty years.

Zhou Zhongqing always said that he understood, but he didn't agree, now that he thinks about it, maybe it may be too superficial to say that he understands, after all, the understanding that people who have not empathized with and experienced it is often more of a cheap sympathy......

Zhou Zhongqing is used to doing this work when taking a bath, because when the water from the shower hits his face, his mind will be unprecedentedly sober and calm, and he will take this opportunity to review today's events every day, and reflect on it to improve himself.

After getting dressed, drying his hair and coming out of the bathroom, after introspection, Zhou Zhongqing felt that his soul had also improved a lot, at least much better than his peers who liked to reward him in the bathroom.

Although he did not live in the school and had no guardian at home to supervise him, Zhou Zhongqing's daily life was very self-controlled and regular.

In the life of brother and sister, Xiao Yu is Zhou Zhongqing's absolute focus.

Take the homework she finished today and start checking it, circle the mistakes with a pencil, and let her think about it before doing it again.

While the little girl was pouting and making up her homework with a small mouth that could hang an oil bottle, Zhou Zhongqing could do her own thing.

If you want to solve the problem, then you must first find out where the problem is, Zhou Zhongqing turned on the computer and began to search and consult information, including but not limited to - "What happens when a person dies?" How do ghosts come about? What are the characteristics of ghosts? How do you kill a ghost? What happens when a ghost dies? 》…… Wait a minute.

Zhou Zhongqing believes that since he has really encountered a ghost, it means that this kind of thing is not impossible, and maybe someone has really encountered a ghost.

But the content of the information consulted is complicated, there are specially eye-catching fabrications, some are claimed to be scholars specialize in research, in short, there is a mess of everything, after a while, Zhou Zhongqing seems to understand a little, but it seems that he doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't know what he has seen for a long time.

In the end, I had to lean back on the chair a little helplessly, but fortunately, Bai Yueying didn't look like some evil spirit, and it was more practical and targeted to find an opportunity to understand her directly than to find information to understand her.

I don't know when, a curious head melon appeared in Zhou Zhongqing's arms, and then, next to this curious head melon, another fluffy head melon appeared.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

"Meow?"

“……”

Zhou Zhongqing had no choice but to close the webpage and slip away the little Lori and the little fat cat in his arms: "Have you made up all your mistakes?" ”

"It's done!" Zhou Xiyu raised the notebook in his hand to show him.

“…… What's the difference between that and not making it up?! Zhou Zhongqing took the notebook and looked at it, and said speechlessly.

"I've worked hard, but if I can't do it, it's none of Xiao Yu's business."

"It's none of your business, but whose business is it?"

"Next is my brother's business!"

Zhou Zhongqing wants to stop talking, stop talking and want, crooked! What's the matter with the way you study for me! Learn for yourself!

When this thought popped up, Zhou Zhongqing couldn't help but feel a little emotional, these words were always so familiar, he never thought that he would say it from his mouth before, and the bullet hit the center of his eyebrows again.

However, it is a bit difficult to expect a seven-year-old girl to understand that learning is actually for herself, in fact, Zhou Zhongqing can also see that if studying is for him, then Xiao Yu's motivation can be tripled, but for herself, then she is definitely worse than now.

Zhou Xiyu has a small desk suitable for her height, but she doesn't want it, she crawls into her brother's arms and sits on her brother's lap, so that her height can match her brother's desk.

The little fat cat also twisted its ass and jumped onto Zhou Zhongqing's desk, lazily lying down on it, curiously watching her brother tutoring her sister's homework.

Occasionally, Xiao Mang will also pose in a bewitching pose, or show his soft little belly, or sweep his fluffy tail on the homework book, every now and then, Zhou Xiyu will be seduced by it, and secretly stretch out his little hand to grab the plush in front of him.

Compared with his sister, his brother is much colder, and he bounced away the cat's tail that was messing around.

Hey! Cold-hearted humans!

It's good to ignore me, Lord Mang likes this kind of cold human being, and the more you ignore me, the better!

"Concentrate on the topic, you don't care what Xiaomang does, and he doesn't read or study, he is a stupid cat in this life."

"Oh......"

"Meow whoa?"

You're stupid! Lord Mang is the smartest cat in the world!

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