Chapter 216 Sunset

The sunset melts with gold and turns red in the sky.

On a not very high hill in the south of Linyun, there are two young people sitting. The woman is looking up and drinking heroily. I don't know why her eyes are full of loss. The man smiled faintly and squinted at the sunset that was about to sink into the sky in the distance.

"It's so beautiful." Ling Yueyou said, "It seems to be the color of gold. If there is really gold as big as the sun, hahaha..."

"What does this hahaha mean?" Xia Wuchen turned his head and asked, "Ling Yue, you drank too much."

"I'm not drunk for a thousand cups." Ling Yue stretched out her right hand, clenched her fist, hit Xia Wuchen's chest heavily, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Wuchen nodded seriously and said, "It hurts."

"It hurts, but it hurts." Ling Yue didn't seem to believe it and punched a few more times. Xia Wuchen didn't dodge and let Ling Yue beat like this. "It shouldn't hurt. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't make sense. Ah, why is like this? Obviously, it's a program. How can the program feel pain? Don't you think it? Wuchen, the program has no feelings and won't feel pain. Of."

"What is the program?" Xia Wuchen clenched Ling Yue's hand again, but found that Ling Yue's hand was extremely cold.

"Program, program is a program, just like the words in those books. Do you think you will feel those words? Do you feel pain?"

"Do you mean that I am the words in the book?" Xia Wuchen frowned.

"No, it's not." Ling Yue said, "This metaphor is wrong. Hey hey, maybe that world is just a program, but we don't know. Wuchen, do you understand what I'm talking about?

Xia Wuchen shook his head: "I don't understand at all. Ling Yue, you always say strange things and do strange and sad things?"

Ling Yue tilted her head, took another sip of wine and asked, "What I said is strange and right. So what strange thing did I do to make you sad?"

"You... didn't do anything. I just think so." Xia Wuchen forced a smile, grabbed the wine pot in Ling Yue's hand, looked up and drank it all. "I don't know, I don't know why we live. Where do you think we come from?"

"These two questions are too profound and too old."

"Is it profound? Is it very old?" Xia Wuchen asked, "But this is a question asked by many people."

"Who am I? What are you living for? Ling Yue muttered, "This is a question that can't be answered by all the wisdom of the whole human beings, because once answered, there is no need for human beings to exist. It is precisely because no one knows that there is a reason to continue, otherwise there is no need to continue, don't you think?"

"One day, there will be an answer." Xia Wuchen said.

"Maybe, but at least I won't know the answer now." Ling Yue said, "It's obviously the head, but the pain is the heart. Many times I'm also thinking about what people live for. Later, I finally know what people live for."

"For what?"

"Idiot, of course it's for silver." Ling Yue said, "With silver, there is everything. If there is no silver, life is really worse than death."

"But silver is not the most important."

"Wuchen, you are standing and talking without backache. You were born the crown prince with a golden spoon. How can you feel the sadness of not being silver?" Ling Yue said slowly, "In many places, people eat easily, just because there is no money. Many people are sick, but they can't afford to hire doctors and medicine. It's just because they don't have money. Many people have a hard life and busy life, but they still live in poverty, just because they don't have money... Wuchen, you won't understand these, so you say that money is not the most important thing. Do you know? For women, silver is more reliable than men, because men will change their hearts, but silver is always loyal.

Xia Wuchen said with a smile, "According to your principle, the woman who did that day should try to save money instead of finding a good person to marry."

"Yes." Ling Yue said firmly.

"But what's the point of living like that? Is it true that you will be facing the cold silver for the rest of your life?

"Of course not. In addition to getting married, there are many interesting things." Ling Yue said.

"Are there many interesting things? For example, what?

"There are always many interesting things, such as starting a company, learning a language, or archaeology." Ling Yue said with a smile, "Well, I know you don't understand what I'm talking about. Dust-free, life is short. The only thing you can do is try not to regret it."

Don't you regret it? So Ling Yue, have you ever regretted it?

"Yes." Ling Yue nodded and said lightly, "But I think regret is a very unruly behavior. In order to escape from the present, I will push everything to myself in the past, so that I will feel better now."

"That's right, but it's also a good thing to make you feel better."

"Well, so, sometimes I will allow myself to regret, but I will never allow myself to immerse myself in the past." Ling Yue casually picked a small flower beside her, and the white petals emitted a fragrance. "I remember reading a book before that said that there are no flowers that will not fade in the world, but there are flowers that will not bloom. The world is so unfair."

Xia Wuchen's eyes fell on the white flower that was trembling by the majestic wind and said, "In fact, there is a flower that will not wither."

Huh? Flowers that won't wither? Where is it?" Ling Yue asked.

Xia Wuchen pointed to his heart: "It should be here. Yin Xue once said that to me. She said that only the flowers that bloom in the deepest part of her heart will never wither.

"Nonsense." Ling Yue said disdainfully, "The most fickle is the heart, and the most violent poison in the world is also the heart. Why is it called Yin Xue? I have always wanted to ask if there is any special meaning. Wuchen, have you ever heard Yin Xue say the origin of your name?

"Ha ha, this is quite mentioned by Ouyang." Xia Wuchen said, "Xie Tingyu was born on a rainy day, so it was quite rainy, and Yin Xue was born on a snowy night, so it was Yin Xue."

"Oh, then I should have been born on the night with the moon. What about you? Why do you call it Wuchen?"

Xia Wuchen lowered her eyes and said faintly, "My name is from my mother. My mother hopes that I will never fall into the world and hope I will always be happy."

"That's it." Ling Yue nodded and asked, "So are you happy?"

"I don't know." Xia Wuchen sighed slightly and raised his head again: "I don't know if it's happy or painful."

"Conflical children." Ling Yue said with a smile, "The sun is setting, and the broken-hearted people are at the end of the world."

"Well, this poem is good." Xia Wuchen praised.

"What's good? I just borrowed it." Ling Yue said, "The whole sentence should be a small bridge flowing water family, the ancient road west wind thin horse, sunset in the west, broken-hearted people in the world. Tut, look, how warm this picture is.

"Whose poem?"

"I forgot, I just suddenly remembered that."

"It's really a pity that there is such a good poem. How can I forget who the poem is?"

"Cut, forget it. Who makes me not interested in poetry and songs at all?"

"Well, yes, I almost forgot that you are not interested in these." Xia Wuchen said, "Ling Yue, I have something to ask you."

"So solemn, are you going to ask me who my first lover is?" Ling Yue joked, "Hey, this is a secret and I can't tell you."

"No, I want to ask you..."

"Since you have decided to ask, why are you so hesitant?"

"Uh... I want to ask, are you hungry?"

Ling Yue suddenly petrified, and she asked herself if she was hungry for a long time: "What's going on? You've been holding back for a long time to ask me this sentence?"

"Well, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry."

"But..."

"But what?" Ling Yue asked.

"I'm hungry."

“......”

In the restaurant, Xia Wuchen only ate a few bites of exquisite dishes, so he put down his bowls and chopsticks. Ling Yue looked at the dishes on the table and asked, "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat so many dishes? Don't tell me that you have been so picky that it's not made in the imperial dining room, and you won't eat it.

"That's not true. Just fill your stomach a little." Xia Wuchen said, "But the food here is really not good."

"Fighty." Ling Yue said, "You should be hungry for three months, and then everything will be delicious."

"I don't deny this." Xia Wuchen said, "However, it's really terrible. Ling Yue, you haven't eaten a bite, if you hadn't tried it."

Ling Yue doubted a piece of green vegetables, but as soon as she put it in her mouth, she spit it out: "It's simply a talent to cook green vegetables so badly."

"Let me tell you, it tastes terrible." Xia Wuchen said, "Well, so I can't blame you for being picky, but this dish is too bad, don't you think?"

"There should also be a limit to the taste. This degree of taste is equivalent to murder." Ling Yue suddenly patted the table and shocked Xia Wuchen.