Shi Jinzhe, a cheater in a survival game, falls into a desperate situation in the third game. At the critical moment of life and death, a broken stone statue saves his life by accident.
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Shekh turned back: "Life is full of troubles, and what should we do when some are unavoidable?"
"Want to know?"
"think."
Shi Jinzhe hesitated for two seconds, then let out a calm sigh. "If it can't be avoided, we have to learn how to deal with it without resorting to violence."
Sheikh: "For example?"
"Didn't we say we're going to ride the Ferris wheel tomorrow? You can try walking the whole way from home to the amusement park by yourself, all by yourself. I'll be waiting for you there. You don't even need to start from home. Let's start with a very short distance, okay?"
"Me...myself?"
“Yes, I’ll have someone follow you, you won’t get lost.” Shi Jinzhe drew a few lines on the table with his finger:
"To solve a problem, you need to be able to maintain a calm mind in an unfamiliar place and not be affected by emotions such as anxiety, impatience, and fear when facing various things."
Shekh's eyes followed his finger, but he didn't understand what Shi Jinzhe was drawing.
She always saw him doing this in his study during meetings. She didn't understand what the other person was saying, but whenever he felt agitated, he would draw back and forth with that finger, or tap back and forth with his fingertip, making a soft "tap" sound on the table.
The tapping sound was quickly interrupted by the restaurant owner who was serving the dishes. The dishes were placed on the table, and Shi Jinzhe's hand was taken off the table.
With nothing left to watch, Sheikh then said objectively, "I won't have these emotions."
“I know, but human society has too many restrictions. You can choose not to follow these rules, but you can’t be ignorant of them.”
Shi Jinzhe tidied her hair. Only by understanding her could Sheh choose the best course of action for herself.
Otherwise, what she did was not choosing the best option, but rather having no other choice.
This is why people always say that we should broaden our horizons; only by seeing more can we have more choices.
Just like him, being with Shekh was also a benefit of being forcibly bound to her; the only person she was truly familiar with was herself.
When they first met, he was in a bad situation—no money, no job, no items or skills in the game. If she hadn't had such a pure personality, it's hard to say what their future would be like.
Reality is always the most crushing weapon. Shekh didn't understand this, so he didn't care. He never looked down on Shekh's misfortune and even pulled him out of the abyss.
"But I don't want to understand these rules, and I don't really want to walk on my own,"
Sheh bit down on the straw; she lived here only because time had ended.
Without him by her side, it's meaningless for her to have the ability to live alone in this world.
She has the ability to break through the barriers between worlds. If she didn't have the ability to break through the barriers, she would choose to stay in her favorite world instead of continuing to be shackled here.
Sheh could vaguely guess what Shi Jinzhe meant; he wanted to find a more mature way of life here, but she didn't need it.
"Can't you stay with me?"
"Of course I can accompany you."
Shi Jinzhe was pleased to hear her ask that, but he changed the subject: "Then can you accept that as long as you are still in human society, you have to be in my sight at all times?"
"Why not? Do you want to get out of my sight?"
Shekh's question was so matter-of-fact that Shi Jinzhe answered without even thinking, "No."
The smell of sun-scorched leaves from Shi Jinzhe's body slowly dissipated from her nostrils.
"Were you just anxious about this issue?"
"That's true, I'm afraid that if you know too many people, your focus in life will shift away from me."
Shi Jinzhe was certain he wasn't just imagining things. If Shekh could become addicted to a snake, there were just too many temptations in the world. He was genuinely unsure.
“No, you like me very much.” Shekh said calmly, “Everything you do is based on me.”
A glass of warm water every morning after waking up. Reading stories to each other before bed, a habit I've maintained to this day. Whenever I try something new, I observe it for a few days before continuing...
She could see all the things Shi Jinzhe had done.
Her life won't change; those things merely add color to an illusory backdrop, they won't replace anyone.
Shekh spoke very slowly, taking his time, thinking as he spoke. He explained many things to Shi Jinzhe in great detail, some of which Shi Jinzhe had done on a whim that he himself didn't even remember.
"You keep a pair of very comfortable shoes in the car so I can change into them whenever I get tired. You've also slept on my hair twice, so you use a loose hairband to hold it up before bed. You always prepare two sets of everything when we go out..."
Shi Jinzhe didn't let her continue counting: "You remember so clearly?"
"There's no need to remember it. I won't ignore what happens to me."
"It seems I was wrong. You know better than many people how to conduct yourself."
"Why?" Shekh preferred to be a snake; she didn't feel more like a human.
"Because you can see other people's affection." Shi Jinzhe looked directly at her. "Only by seeing it first can you discover other people's affection. Shehe, you must have been born with the ability to love."
So when he was distressed about having nothing, Sheikh's focus was solely on himself.
She may not have much life experience, but she can see everything you do.
Shekh blinked, thinking that perhaps it was because they hadn't been loved much, which made them more sensitive to it.
How can anyone be born knowing how to love?
He only does those things because he thinks others need them, since he believes he also has those needs.
Shi Jinzhe seemed to always be afraid that she would leave, so he tended to take the initiative to do these things, as if he was trying to win her back by being doubly kind.
Sheh inexplicably recalled Bai Weishuang's advice: "You must be yourself first, then love others." So she asked Shi Jinzhe, "Don't you feel tired and troubled when you do these things?"
Shi Jinzhe: "Can't you smell it? You're not really sure how I felt when I did it."
"That's true, you enjoy it."
On the bustling street, Sheikh leaned in and gently touched his chin.
The scene was a bit of a romantic mishap, as if Sheikh, unable to see, had accidentally kissed the wrong spot and bumped into his chin.
Shi Jin smiled, stretched out his arm and put it on the back of her chair, as if putting his arm around Shekh's shoulder, "I'll show you a magic trick."
A purplish-red lisianthus appeared out of thin air in his hand, fresh and tender, the kind Sheikh liked best.
As the short flower path was being folded, Shekh tucked it behind his ear, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a little girl carrying a basket of roses.
She stood there, seemingly unsure whether she should continue selling flowers this way. These ordinary, cheap roses for couples couldn't compare to the magic trick she'd just performed.
Shi Jinzhe waved to her.
The little girl looked around, pointed to herself, and asked, "Me?" She nodded repeatedly when she saw herself and ran over.
The roses that no one wanted all night were bought up, and the little girl was still a bit incredulous as she walked back.
After she walked away, she couldn't help but look back, only to find that her basket of red roses had all turned purple. Upon closer inspection, she realized that not only the color but also the variety had changed.
The red Corolla, transformed into an Ecuadorian plum rose that was unaffordable when it was being stocked, perfectly matched the elegance of the lady wearing the ribbon.