Chapter 78 It's anxious (Part 1)
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Among a group of infected people, Chen Jiebing's mother is inconspicuous.
She probably just sings when others sing, and is silent when others are silent. She doesn't do anything special.
But this time the opening was different.
"Mom!" Chen Jiebing was delighted and was about to step forward.
When Wei Yijian and the others had asked him to separate from his mother earlier, he had of course been unwilling. But he also knew something was wrong, and since this separation was just a matter of distance, he had come over.
But when his mother spoke, he became anxious and was about to go over, but before he took a step, he was stopped by Wei Yijian.
"You!" He glared at Wei Yijian and wanted to attack, but he was no match for Wei Yijian at the moment. Wei Yijian didn't even need to use any strength to press him down so that he couldn't move.
"mom!"
He looked at his mother, but she ignored him. She stared at Yang Zheng and said again, "You're talking nonsense!"
There was even a hint of hatred in her voice as she spoke each word. Chen Jiebing froze. Although he still didn't understand what was going on, he could sense that something was wrong with his mother, even more wrong than before!
"Mom..." he called again, his voice full of confusion.
Meanwhile, Yang Zheng and the others were somewhat surprised. Although Chen's mother's behavior was a bit scary, it was nothing to them. Besides, was this communication?
Is it a heretical communication?
Li Yinuo, Wei Yijian and others were all quite surprised.
Heresy cannot be trusted!
This can be said to be the general consensus reached by those in the know. In the early history, although rarely, they also had exchanges with heretics.
The initial communication was exciting - anything to talk about was progress, but the result was deception.
Fortunately, humans were very cautious and the loss was not too great, but since then, there has been no trust between humans and heretics.
But they still cherish the heretics who can communicate. The truth is hidden in the details, and the truth is hidden in the lies.
Even if a person never tells the truth, his lies must have a source, just like the famous logic problem: there are two guards, A and B, one only tells the truth, the other only tells lies. You can only ask one question: how to determine which one is the escape route?
This question seems very confusing and difficult to solve, but as long as you grasp the logic, you can figure it out.
The same is true for heresy.
Yang Zheng didn't know about these things. Even though she was Yang Banbu Xiantian in the past, she knew a lot about true heretics. But now that they were talking to her, it was obvious that they had to confront her!
At that moment, she lifted her hair and said, "Please explain!"
Chen Jiebing's mother was stunned and obviously failed to react immediately.
Yang Zheng said: "Since you say I'm talking nonsense, then please tell me why I'm talking nonsense."
"She loves him!" Chen's mother pointed at Zhang and Li. "She sacrificed her own food to make braised pork for him, invited him to the movies in public, and after they got married, she had children with him and took care of the housework. Isn't that love?"
"Where is he?" Yang Zheng pointed at Uncle Zhang.
Chen's mother was startled, and Yang Zheng continued: "Is love a one-person thing? If so, I have always liked him, so does that mean there is love between us?"
As she spoke, she pointed at Li Yinuo. This time everyone was stunned, especially Chen Jiebing. Everyone else here knew about Yang Zheng's feelings for Li Yinuo, but he was the only one who heard about it for the first time. Even though he was very worried about his mother, he was still a little stunned.
I like this thing... can I say it so openly in front of so many people... especially in this situation?
He was stunned, and so was his mother. Yang Zheng continued, "Love is always a matter between two people. Treating each other with respect, living in harmony, and sharing life and death together—that's called love. Deeply in love at first sight is just unrequited love."
"He eventually fell in love with her!" Chen's mother once again used Zhang and Li as examples.
"Is it love or is it a habit?" Yang Zheng sighed when he said this. "A woman loved a man very much. She did a lot for this man and paid a lot, but this man never took her to heart and liked other women. But this woman had no regrets and finally sacrificed her life for this man. At the moment when the woman died, the man finally realized that he had fallen in love with this woman without knowing it. He fell in love with the delicious dinner she always prepared for him, the bath water she always prepared for him, and the clothes she matched for him. All the little things in the past became a part of the man that he could not give up. He was heartbroken and regretted it, but the woman would never come back. He missed the woman every day, every year, every morning, and every night. Every minute and every second of his life was filled with pain and regret. When there was sunshine, when there was no sunshine, when there were leaves, when there were no leaves, but what was the use?"
She spoke slowly, a melancholy expression on her face. Of course, she hadn't had such an experience, but the her in the Scholar's time and space... well, of course, she hadn't had such an experience either, but in that time and space, she had seen too many such stories.
Almost every one of them begins with lonely lamentation and ends with heart-wrenching pain.
At the beginning, she in the scholar time and space seemed to be shocked, but then she became indifferent.
She couldn't feel her thoughts in the scholar's time and space yet, but she had seen the words that the scholar's self typed on the computer - "Scumbag top, cheap bottom!"
These four words were truly soulful, and then she understood, what kind of love is this?
One is merely enjoying the service of the other, and the other is merely enjoying the service provided by himself.
If it wasn't this person, but someone else who took so much care of me, I would still love him!
Yang Zheng felt that if she had someone like this, who would prepare three meals a day for her, match her clothes with her, and be gentle, considerate, and caring, she would be inseparable from that person even though her heart still belonged to their Mr. Li.
"But this isn't love!"
Yang Zheng's words were full of strong emotion, and everyone present felt an indescribable shock.
Those who had sung earlier, like Zhang and Li, looked around in confusion, while those who had not sung before felt as if something was missing in their minds, and suddenly they felt a sense of relief. At the same time, the moon hanging in the sky was half gone. Wei Yijian drew out his sword in a flash, but as soon as he drew it out, his hand was held down by Li Yinuo.
"That's right, that's not love." Li Yinuo looked at Yang Zheng and said, Yang Zheng nodded, "No!"
"No!" Li Yinuo said again.
"No!" After saying this, Yang Zheng reacted and raised her head, "Of course not! What is love?"
She paused here, her eyes sweeping across everyone's faces. She stayed a little longer with the four great masters and Chen Jiebing, but no one responded to her, and everyone looked at her with an expectant look.
She doesn't know either!
——Yang Banbu wailed in his heart.
But at this time, you have to know whether you know it or not.
At this moment, all the information she had seen in the scholar's time and space quickly flashed before her eyes, including all kinds of sentences that made people sigh. She thought quickly, sweating on her forehead for a while, thinking of the right words.
"I wish to be a pair of wings in the sky and a pair of branches on the ground" is wrong.
"Only when heaven and earth unite, will I dare to break off with you" is wrong.
"I love you, not because you..."
Although Yang Banbu's spirit was already extremely strong, at this moment, she was looking for too much information. In the blink of an eye, her face changed again and again, and the sweat on her forehead became more and more profuse.
Time passed so quickly that ordinary people wouldn't even notice it, but the four Grandmasters all noticed the clues the moment they saw it. Grandmaster Zhang frowned and was about to speak when Ding Sheng spoke first, "The question of what love is is ridiculous. Even teenagers are talking about love. Is that love?"
He seldom spoke, but when he suddenly spoke, he attracted everyone's attention.
He raised his head with a cold look, and the four great masters over there relaxed their minds a little. Although they seemed to have been focusing their attention on the infected people, most of them were on Ding Sheng.
Infected people are common, but Ding Sheng is not common!
He suddenly spoke just now, and the four masters thought he was infected again, and their hearts suddenly tightened. Now that they saw that there was nothing unusual on his expression, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, Yang Zheng, whose mind was spinning at high speed, finally found the words to say: "Well, teenagers don't have love..."
At this point, Yang Zheng paused, resisting the urge to complain: "Then what kind of people do you think have love?"
Ding Sheng was startled, his mouth twitching a little, and he looked at Yang Zheng with a puzzled look. If he hadn't been accustomed to silence for a while, he would have asked him at this moment - Are you stupid? Can't you see that I am helping you, and you are repaying kindness with enmity?
However, he obviously wouldn't say this now, and one of the uninfected people on the other side blurted out, "You look like you're only in your teens..."
The person who said this was a fat black man. He was always talkative, but he didn't mean any harm at this time. He just said it casually. Yang Zheng immediately looked at him and said, "So, what do you think love is?"
The fat, dark man was startled. When he realized that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he felt even more uncomfortable. He twisted his shoulders back and forth: "W-what..."
"What do you think love is?"
"There is no such thing as love, it's just..." He just wanted to say that it was just a lie, but suddenly he felt his mind shaken, and an image buried in the deepest part of his memory emerged.
That day, the sky was blue and the clouds were white.
He was sitting on a willow tree weaving something.
What did he write?
Ah, willow branches!
He's making a wreath of willow branches!
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