The Richest Man Yang Fei

Chen Mo chewed Yang Fei's words over and over again, his whole body was infatuated.

The same story can be interpreted in this way.

If this story is really passed down from Buddhism, and it is really a perception of life and affairs, then Yang Fei's interpretation is undoubtedly correct.

To fall in love with someone secretly is to take a look from a distance?

Isn't the second man attracted by her body, because he saw it and didn't want to be stained by other people's eyes, so he thought of covering her with clothes?

What about the third man? For what purpose did he bury her?

In the real world, who would dare to bury a dead body indiscriminately?

Is it relatives who know her?

Or is it her murderer?

A story of Buddha's fate was interpreted by Yang Fei as suspense.

And Chen Mo felt that Yang Fei's words were not unreasonable. Compared with those literary students who followed others and only knew romance and poetry, his thinking was obviously higher.

Every time Chen Mo comes into contact with him, she will find a certain shining point in him, and then she will be deeply attracted by him.

She couldn't help asking: "So, what about our previous life? What was it like? Guess what?"

Yang Fei shook his head and didn't speak.

What was it like in the previous life?

It is a fruitless love.

Your soul returns to the West Pole, and I will sacrifice forever in the world.

And his next life, just like the fateful story told earlier, married the person who buried him in the previous life, or they were buried by marriage at the same time.

Yang Fei said lightly: "This kind of story cannot withstand scrutiny. The third man buried the woman, so she married him. Then, after this man died, who buried him? Why did he Aren't you going to marry the woman who buried him?"

"Huh? That's right," Chen Mo pursed his lips and smiled as if he had discovered a new continent, "If you think about it this way, then this story is purely about cause and effect. And it doesn't make any sense at all.

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Yang Fei said: "So, we don't have to care about the past. We don't even have to worry too much about the future. Living in the present is the best."

Chen Mo didn't know what to think of, her pretty face suddenly darkened, and she said, "You are right. Only impermanence in life is permanence."

She picked up the cup, took a sip, and said, "Just like my mother, when she was so young, she couldn't walk because of a car accident. When she was young, how could she have imagined that she would be like this today? Also, our school has A girl, suffering from leukemia, she is only 20 years old, she has spent the same years, and she is about to wither."

Yang Fei asked, "Who is it? Do you know him?"

Chen Mo said: "It's a senior from your chemistry department. The school has been organizing fundraising for the past few days. But how can it be enough to save her life like a flower?"

Yang Fei said: "I just came back from Shanghai, I haven't heard about this."

Chen Mo thought for a while and said, "It seems to be Zhu Lin! What a poetic name!"

Yang Fei was shocked and said, "You mean Zhu Lin?"

Chen Mo said: "Why are you reacting so badly? That's right, it's Zhu Lin."

Yang Fei said in amazement: "I know her. She will graduate next year! I am in the research group of Tsinghua University, and she has helped a lot."

He really didn't expect that Zhu Lin, who is so cheerful and loves to laugh, would get leukemia?

"I also promised her that I would invite her to play in Peach Blossom Village." Yang Fei still couldn't believe the fact that Zhu Lin would get leukemia.

"Is leukemia really incurable?" Chen Mo asked.

"There is a chance. But it depends on the chance." Yang Fei said, "I will visit her tomorrow. Are you together?"

Chen Mo hummed: "Yes."

The atmosphere of the conversation suddenly became dignified.

Yang Fei said: "Chen Mo, promise me that living well and happily is more important than anything else. No one knows what will happen tomorrow."

He didn't know if he could change the trajectory of her life in the future.

What if it can't be changed?

Then her life, which is as beautiful as a flower, will soon wither like Zhu Lin.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei couldn't help feeling elated.

Because he didn't know what he had to do to keep her beautiful life.

Accidents are like the god of death coming. If you escaped the first day of junior high school, can you escape the fifteenth day?

Yang Fei thought about it, and said: "I read a book, it was about a person who suddenly got some kind of super power, he can see everyone's life value."

"Life value?" Chen Mo tried hard to understand.

Yang Feidao: "It's like playing a game. Every character has a life bar, but in our real world, everyone actually has a life bar, but it's hidden and can't be seen by ordinary people. But this person opened He opened the golden finger of the system and opened everyone's life bar. He can see who has only a few days or a few years to live."

"That's amazing! Didn't he become a prophet?" Chen Mo was surprised.

"No, he feels that he has become the King of Hades. Because he only needs to say that someone will die someday, and that person will die someday. You said that such a person, like the King of Hades, can judge life and death?"

"Huh? It's really scary to think about it."

Looking into her beautiful eyes, Yang Fei asked slowly: "If it were you, would you ask him, how many years do you have left?"

"Me?" Chen Mo thought for a while, smiled and shook his head, "I don't want to know."

Yang Fei asked: "Why?"

Chen Mo said: "When I didn't know, I thought that life was still very long. I could squander today's time to my heart's content. I could do nothing all day and just wander in the sea of ​​books, or just be so quiet and drink with you. A glass of wine. I also think life is wonderful. However, if I know that I am going to die one day, then I will be in constant panic, can I still read a book quietly? Can I still drink in such a leisurely way?"

Yang Fei arranged it this way, in fact, he wanted to understand her thoughts from the side, and then told her that she must be careful one day.

However, her words made Yang Fei dare not speak out.

Seeing his silence, Chen Mo asked, "What about you? What will you do?"

Yang Fei said: "I will ask him, I really want to know the length of my life."

Chen Mo asked in surprise, "Why?"

Yang Fei said: "Whether we know it or not, we can't grasp the length of life, but I can do my favorite things and accompany the people I love the most in the limited time. I don't think that life is only so short. , I will be negative and commit crimes. On the contrary, I will cherish every day even more. I will not go to extremes, even if my death is tomorrow, I will still sit here today and drink this glass of wine with you."

Chen Mo smiled sweetly.

She also thought about what she would most like to do if her death was tomorrow.

"I would like to ask you to hold an umbrella for me and put on my clothes again."

Of course, this was just what she had in her heart, and she didn't say it out loud.

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