Li Lili took Li Yi to the movies, dinner, and amusement parks, and experienced life 10 years later. During this period, Tang Huiyun tried her best but still failed to get closer to Li Yi. The other party seemed approachable, but once she tried to get close, she would hit an insurmountable wall.
In the end, Tang Huiyun felt embarrassed and went back first.
Li Yi did not feel much about this. He was somewhat immersed in the colorful world of the city. This was a scene he had never seen before.
Life 10 years later has completely exceeded Li Yi's imagination. Whether it is the huge screen that covers the entire wall in the cinema or the dazzling entertainment projects in the amusement park, it makes him feel that time has changed. The abundance of modern materials and the high quality of life of the people have never been comparable in the past 5,000 years.
Li Yi had been a wandering Taoist priest for a long time, and had been in the secular world for many years, and the people he saw the most were the common people. The life in ancient society really confirmed the saying: "When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer."
No matter how prosperous a dynasty is, it is not half as good as the modern one.
This is the best of times, at least from the perspective of a wandering Taoist priest.
At night, the sky darkened, but the whole city shone even brighter.
Li Yi stood by a river that ran through the city, holding onto the railing, looking at the colorful river illuminated by neon lights, which looked like lanterns floating on the water at a lantern festival.
"I haven't watched the Lantern Festival for many years." Li Yi sighed for no reason.
There were gradually more and more people around, including young couples, couples with children, and elderly people.
Li Lili stood behind and looked at Li Yi's back. For some reason, she felt that the world was divided into two halves, one half belonged to her cousin, and the other half belonged to them.
She and Li Yi were only three steps apart, but it felt like a world between them.
Li Lili plucked up the courage to come to Li Yi and asked, "Brother, are you not used to the city?"
"No, it's great here." Li Yi shook his head. There was nothing bad about the city. Life was very convenient and there were many entertainment activities.
"You usually look like a monk, so I thought you didn't like it." Li Lili breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Yi said: "The small hermits hide in the mountains, the great hermits hide in the city. If you want to practice, it doesn't matter where you are. If you are affected by the surrounding environment, it means that your practice is not yet complete."
Li Lili covered her mouth and chuckled: "Pfft...what are you talking about, just like a monk in a temple."
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance, and the two turned their heads at the same time. About 300 meters to their right, there was a bridge. A large number of pedestrians gathered on the bridge. They all raised their heads and looked at the bridge support. A figure could be vaguely seen on the dark support.
Li Yi could see clearly that the figure was a middle-aged man in tattered clothes. Firefighters had already arrived below him and were rescuing him.
But the middle-aged man obviously didn't want to be rescued and angrily scolded the firefighters who were climbing up.
"...Don't come over here, or I'll jump down!"
"...Okay, okay, I won't go over there. Please calm down."
Li Lili watched for a long time and finally understood what happened. She said, "Another person jumped off the bridge to commit suicide. This happens almost every year. The bridge is equipped with a two-meter-high protective net, but he still climbed onto the bridge. He really wanted to die and no one could stop him."
"Why commit suicide?" Li Yi was very confused. The modern world is not a paradise, but it is hundreds of times better than the ancient society.
Li Lili replied: "Maybe I lost a lot of money in stock trading. Stocks with leverage are really a step to heaven and a step to hell. You can make hundreds of thousands of dollars one second and owe millions the next."
Li Yi understood immediately. He didn't know what stocks were, but he could tell that high probability was similar to gambling. The next second he heard the man's answer again, answering the firefighter's.
Why do people commit suicide when they are so depressed?
"…My family is poor, my children need to go to school, and I have cancer and they need to treat me."
"…If I jump into this river, it won't affect other people."
At this time, Li Lili added: "Of course, there are also poor people who are overwhelmed and have thoughts of suicide. Often a trivial matter will become the last straw that breaks the camel's back."
What killed him wasn't the cancer, but the disease he needed to be cured?
Li Yi asked: "Lily, do you have a bamboo flute? Or any other musical instrument will do."
"I have one in the car." Li Lili is also a senior bamboo flute enthusiast and usually carries it in the car.
"Lend it to me for a moment."
"Oh." Although Li Lili was confused as to why she suddenly wanted a bamboo flute, she still returned to the car not far away and took out a bamboo flute.
"Brother, what are you going to do?"
"Play a tune inspired by your feelings."
Li Yi gently placed the bamboo flute to his lips, and as he exhaled, the ethereal and clear sound of the flute spread out, following the river full of neon lights, towards the bridge in the distance.
This time the song was no longer one from his second uncle's, nor was it one from his previous life's ordinary life. It was a song he created himself.
The voice was soft, the tone was flat, without any climax, just a distant voice caressing everyone's head. As ordinary as the dinner when you get home from work, the family's call for dinner, the fallen leaves you accidentally glimpse on the road, the first bite of ice cream in summer...
On both sides of the river, pedestrians stopped and closed their eyes to listen to the music coming from somewhere. Even the vehicles on the road slowed down or stopped by the roadside.
The emotional uncle standing on the bridge covered his face in pain and cried.
The music coming to their ears seemed to contain some kind of magic, which reminded them of the daily bits and pieces and some small happiness that daily life brought them.
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