Chapter 159: Swords and Knives Can Only Hurt His Body
Chapter 159: Swords and Knives Can Only Hurt His Body
"Yeah," Weiwei nodded and said, "Weiwei knows. Weiwei will also accompany brother. Brother can also chat with me anytime. If you want to, I can always..." Weiwei blushed as she spoke.
Zengjun touched Weiwei's face with both hands, "Wow~ It's so hot, it makes my hands warm"
Weiwei shyly turned her eyes downward.
Zengjun continued to hold Weiwei's hand and walk in the same direction as before. However, every step seemed real, just like when you are walking on the road and the buildings on the roadside are constantly changing. When you look back, the places you have been to are real, but there are no traces of your passing by anymore.
If you don't care, you can still keep moving forward, keep walking, and don't look back. There is nothing there, and nothing worth your stay.
If you care, you can of course go back and walk it again or twice. In fact, it all depends on you. You can choose not to choose among the choices you can make, and this is also your right.
When you are hesitant, you will look for someone or something that can influence your decision, and you will try to ask him or it again whether it is worth your stay here.
The answers will vary. In fact, when you ask two people with different opinions, you will be back to square one. What's the point? Of course, they will either say something you haven't thought of, or they will say something you have thought of.
However, with these answers, you make another choice. If you are still hesitant, it means that you are not moved, or you do not agree with either of them. At this time, you will be confused again, and you will look for new substitutes and ask the answer that has no answer again.
Then you might as well listen to your heart, are you willing? If you are willing, how much are you willing to pay for it, and will you be relieved by such a result? Don't be silly, your final choice will most likely be the first one that comes to your mind.
So, back to the original question, are you willing? How much are you willing to pay? What kind of result can you accept?
Just like the road that Zengjun is walking on now, every footprint will disappear when you look back, so is it meaningless for Zengjun to walk on those roads? Actually, it is not, because when you open your eyes and look again, Zengjun is no longer in the previous position.
So, you often ask questions with answers in mind. What should I do? What should I do? Wake up. You just want to find someone who agrees with your point of view and listens to your argument.
If you always want to rely on others, why not try to rely on yourself? No one can define you, no one is you, and no one can replace you. Be a person with your own ideas. Don't always listen to what others say, but think about what you should do.
So, with these in mind, when you look at whether those unproven paths still make sense, obviously, there will still be disagreements because you cannot satisfy everyone at the same time.
In this case, why don't you go back to what you thought at the beginning and be yourself? When you live in the eyes of others, you will never be yourself again, and you will lose your freedom forever, forever, because you listen to him in one way today and in another way tomorrow.
Are you really not tired? After going around in circles, you will still return to the original question. Your verification along the way will eventually become your experience. Therefore, after you ask many, many questions, your heart will give you the answer.
Try to reconcile with yourself. When you are confused, you can just ask one person what you can do. If what he says is different from what you think, then you can follow your heart, because you will feel that what he said is wrong because you have your own opinion.
If what he said is the same as what you said, then you should do it. Will other people's opinions affect you? Should you really care about other people's opinions? Ask yourself, ask your heart.
If he remains silent, then you should understand that this question will be contradictory in itself.
The fundamental reason why you care about what others think is that you are afraid that others will not approve of your ideas. Think about it, you don’t have so many audiences, you don’t need so many audiences, just like me, I am walking on a path that no one is optimistic about.
They said, I won't make it, they said, you should be what they want to see, and I rejected them because, like I said, it was out of my original perspective.
Gradually, there will be people who support you. She will stand behind me and never belittle me. Even if I have a negative view of the world, she will not refute me. She will just be silently behind me. I can't see her, but I can feel it.
When her eyes looked at me, her eyes replaced all the words she was about to say. She would first say my nickname, and then add: Just be yourself.
Zengjun held Weiwei's hand and continued walking. Every step, every footprint would disappear. Zengjun looked back at the gradually disappearing footsteps and smiled, "What does it matter?"
Zengjun and Weiwei walked on the snow, and Zengjun continued to think.
"Looking back, the only time I shed tears was in front of my mother, right? Maybe she's not my real mother, but I recognize her and I think she's good, and that's enough."
Swords and knives can only hurt the flesh, but the whisper in the ear is like placing the sword in the heart. Every beat is like actively scraping the most vulnerable part of the heart.
In the dream, Zengjun’s real mother appeared. Zengjun couldn’t see her face clearly, but her voice echoed: You are a little man, it doesn’t matter whether you have a promising future or not. When I brought you into the world, I forgot to ask if you were willing, so you may be dissatisfied, but it’s not your fault. It’s my fault. I want to see you…
When a person's heart is fallen, he will be very eager to be redeemed. He wants to wait for a beam of light to shine on his face. Even if this beam of light will burn his face, he will not hide: Come, my light.
But when it rains, it rains. Before he fell, it was actually because he had lost his direction. Maybe everyone was blaming him. No one likes the feeling of being isolated and abandoned.
It was this kind of torture that slowly destroyed his heart. From then on, his heart was hidden very deeply, and passers-by might curiously ask: Where is your heart?
Perhaps only he himself knows the feeling of suffering, being abandoned, not being chosen, having nothing, getting nothing, until he no longer cares about anything...
So he will degenerate in confusion and become the person he once hated. They forget the promise they made to the people they care about, and they fail.
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