The Spirit World

Chapter 428 True Self-awareness

When the day breaks, people will wake up.

If a person doesn't wake up, you can't say that the day hasn't dawned, because the day will always dawn. Why doesn't the person wake up when it's dawn? Because people don't have to wake up.

The sound of footsteps was circulating in Chang Yufeng's mind. He felt drowsy and his eyelids were drooping, and he couldn't lift them up no matter how hard he tried.

He could only hear some sound coming from the stairs. It was a very vague sound. He was not even sure whether it was real or just the sound in his head.

"Why did you come back alone? Where's your brother?" That was Amina's voice, but only her voice could be heard... because no matter how hard Chang Yufeng tried to wake himself up, he was always unable to do so...

It's like someone has blindfolded me and I can't see anything.

"No... I'll come and bring some water..." Erica took a large glass bottle and filled it with water.

The sound of water gurgling into the bottle was so familiar... It was as if my five senses had become several times more sensitive and I could hear it...

He planned to take a good rest for a few minutes, which should make him feel better and not as exhausted as he is now.

"Don't run around, okay? Did you bring the ice crystal stone your dad gave you?"

"Bring it..."

There were footsteps again. That must be Erica going upstairs.

"Strange...you slept for so long..." Erica picked up her bag and put it on, then went downstairs again.

It's been a long time since I felt this way...

Tired and exhausted...

Sleepless nights...

With the blessing of spiritual power, I didn’t need much sleep in my previous state, and I could even go for days and nights without a long rest...

I can just take a nap, but now I am so tired... I guess even if I get up, it will be hard to have energy...

With such a bad physical condition, I am not sure I can do better.

He tried to open his eyes, and both his right and left eyelids were twitching violently. Tears flowed out, which was really uncomfortable. Chang Yufeng sighed unconsciously, and closed his eyes again. Tears flowed down, and it felt like a cut fingernail was stuck in his eye, and the pain was unbearable.

"Mom! I'm leaving!" Erica's voice faded away, and Chang Yufeng tried to open his eyes again...

This time it was not as difficult as the last time. Instead, he opened his eyes immediately and looked at the ceiling and Erica's ferocious bear. He got up and felt dizzy and even retched...

His sudden dry heaves instantly filled his brain with blood, and his face turned red. He couldn't heave, so he coughed violently...

"Cough cough cough... What... cough cough... is going on?" Chang Yufeng pounded his chest while coughing, trying to relieve the situation. At least he felt a little better, but his face looked extremely bad...

The red face just now was so scary...but now it's as pale as wax. This horrible feeling is not just ordinary horror. To be honest, I thought I was about to faint and die.

He touched his neck, trying to smooth out his throat. Touching his burning throat, he slid his hand downwards again and again, and the pain in his throat was no longer so intense. He cleared his throat, then supported his dizzy head with his hands and jumped down from the table. However, to his surprise, he almost fell down and was about to fall to the floor. Fortunately, he grabbed the leg of the stool in time to avoid falling...

This state is like that of a person suffering from a serious illness, and his condition is getting worse and worse. It seems that something has happened to me for some unknown reason. Is it just because of staying up late?
Is it just staying up late that makes me so bad? Or do I have some disease?

Do I need to go take a look?
To be honest, he had never been sick, because the blessing of spiritual power could strengthen himself, and he was young and strong, so it was difficult for him to get sick... Although this was the case, he had seen others get sick, and that was what it was like to be sick, as weak as a baby... or even worse.

Now, things are different... His weakness is visible to the naked eye, and his symptoms are beginning to show...

The door was not closed, he went down the stairs holding onto the wall, feeling dizzy, nothing seemed so pretty, the twisted stairs made him really unsure whether he should go down or not.

"Oh... little lamb... there's no more food... summoned beasts probably don't eat grass... I'll go see if there are any biscuits..." Amina was wiping the table, and Chang Yufeng just came down. She finished wiping, took off her apron, and hung it on the hanger.

Chang Yufeng didn't have the strength to answer... He held the wall with one hand and his forehead with the other, and suddenly fell on the table.

"Oh, what's wrong? Are you sick? Caught a cold?" Amina reached out and lifted his head, checking it with the back of her hand.

This movement was very quick. Chang Yufeng's eyes drooped and his eyelids were fighting. Although to Emina, his eyes were open, but his state was very much like he was asleep...

"It's so hot!" Amina took her hand back in surprise: "I'll go see if there's any medicine... Erica is such a bad kid... I knew she couldn't take good care of herself..."

"No... it's my... my own problem..." Chang Yufeng couldn't even touch his burning forehead... maybe his brain was completely out of control... now he just wanted to sleep...

"Summoned beasts are no different from humans... If they get sick, it will be very troublesome..." Amy hurried into the room, muttering to herself: "It would be great if I were here too... I was out yesterday... I really feel a little guilty..."

Chang Yufeng didn't know what to say. He felt dizzy and his head slammed on his arm. He had a headache and even an invisible fever...

Chang Yufeng thought that if he got sick, it might be considered a lucky thing...

Now, I am no longer a super-powerful spiritual power user, but a guy who can catch a cold and get sick...

This is more suitable for my cowardly personality... I can't say I'm afraid of death, but I might protect myself better... After all, life is too fragile...

When you know this, you will be more cautious and careful in doing things, and won't be too arrogant...

How important yet difficult is it to cherish your life and protect yourself?
Compared to the unforeseen disasters and the misfortunes caused by others, perhaps more often than not, it is the destruction and indifference of oneself that is the greatest harm...

Chang Yufeng didn't have any more thoughts... This headache was like the heat that evaporated him, and his whole body was shaking unconsciously...

There is no other situation...

That’s a good thing…

Amina came over with the medicine and quickly poured a glass of water. The medicine was a small spherical pill. She gently supported Chang Yufeng's forehead and lifted his head up, pressing the philtrum above Chang Yufeng's mouth. Although he was a sheep, he had a clear face. Chang Yufeng was very fat. His current state was more like a standing little man, and he looked fat because of the wool.

The little wool on his face made him look more and more like a little man...

But his appearance is still a little strange... If you don't count his current paralyzed and loose appearance, he usually looks more like a ball of hair...

There was no one to hit the sheep, so Amina just grabbed the area above his mouth and below his nose and asked him to open his mouth. This pressure was a bit painful, but fortunately Chang Yufeng didn't care anymore...

"Drink some water..." Amina stuffed the pill in from the side, and then asked Chang Yufeng to drink some water...

Maybe I thought it was not a good idea to grab his mouth and pout it... because it would be like forcing a prisoner to drink water...

Chang Yufeng felt the pill in his mouth slowly dissolving... It was a bitter candy with a mint taste... Of course it wasn't sugar, it quickly dissolved in his mouth... This forced Chang Yufeng to drink some water, and he felt much better after feeling weak. It wasn't because the medicine was taking effect, but because the bitterness and the coolness of the mint made this wonderful feeling like a torture of love and hate. He drank a lot of water and dragged the pill down...

"Okay...it will be fine in a while..." Emina continued to put the back of her hand on Chang Yufeng's forehead. Of course, it was not because it would be fine so soon, but because she needed to confirm whether it was this disease...

"The fever is not serious..." Emina put her other hand on her forehead, looked at her forehead and said: "Let me get the quilt out... That's what Erica and Jack used to sleep on when they were little... I'll make the bed, and you can rest here for a while."

"Okay..." Chang Yufeng clearly felt a strange change, like a stream of clear water - that was definitely not the feeling of mint, but it was like cool water pouring into his whole body, reducing his fever.

I feel that my brain is not as groggy anymore, but the other feelings haven't subsided. I'm still weak...

I really can’t say it’s because of the quilt…

It's more like my own weakness...

Sometimes, he would wonder if the demon king or the god was too powerful and he had no power to fight back... In fact, it was not the case. It was just that he was too weak. He took it for granted that he could fight back through hard work, but he did not realize the gap in talent between himself and them.

Not knowing yourself enough does not mean you have to give up after seeing the gap, but you have not found your own way after seeing the gap...

No matter how glamorous and successful the paths others have taken, or even if they were not necessarily taken by themselves, they are still their paths...

Rather than yourself...

Chang Yufeng thought that he had a big deviation in his own understanding...

He wanted to live for himself... but he had never thought about what it meant to live for himself... just like last night, he thought about it all night long... but he couldn't figure it out... even if he came up with a slightly more exciting idea, he would still lie on the bed and think...

Who wouldn’t want to?
He also thought that he had saved Lin'er, no, he had even given her a bright future, but that was always just a thought, living in a dream...

That shouldn't be the case...

My own perception of myself - a person with average talent - who can only suppress his mediocrity with drugs - a person who doesn't do anything very well - a person who doesn't have any plans and just does things as they come to mind - a person who is cautious and careful to put it nicely, but unwilling to understand others to put it bluntly - a person who doesn't have the patience and confidence to give it a try - a person like this... These are all shortcomings...

It seems that people who are good for nothing except kindness may need to understand themselves better and know what to do next...

Or, how should we live for ourselves and think about the meaning of life...

How should life be lived...

How many choices are there in front of me, but I didn't seize them... I will no longer miss those in the past... and those that are coming...

How to choose...

There is no answer, but it doesn’t really matter… because no one can actually fully explore everything about themselves…

Calm down...think carefully...

The bitterness in the throat was like the coolness of mint, which came in waves and lasted for a long time before it completely disappeared...

Chang Yufeng realized that he had suddenly fallen asleep again. He had been sleeping on the table, and no one had woken him up. He didn't even feel hungry...

When he woke up, he saw Erica and Jack sitting next to him. They had even returned from herding cattle and sheep...

As for why children are asked to herd cattle and sheep, the reason is very simple... cattle and sheep are more docile and children are easier to lead. Also, Amina feels that children need exercise. It is too difficult for them to grow up if they stay in the house. If they go out and run with the cattle and sheep, their innocence, loveliness and unrestrainedness will be cultivated.

After they came back from herding cattle and sheep, they sat at the table and waited for dinner...

They each took a small notebook and practiced writing with a pen dipped in ink... They were very quiet, afraid of disturbing themselves...

The cold medicine was very effective, and I finally recovered after catching up on some sleep...

I watched them write word after word seriously. In order not to disturb me, they talked quietly. They looked at each other's handwriting and compared it silently...

Once upon a time, I was Jack in front of me... He lived in such a warm and happy family. Under this kind of education, my character did become a little cowardly...

No, that's not cowardice... it's the unconscious empathy for others...

In such a family... how much reluctance is there? Under such a complex, one's choices... become infinitely broad...

How could the young man who felt indignant at his fate always remember the good fortune he had encountered in his life?

Or maybe it's like this, no one is lucky all their life... and no one is unlucky all their life...

Fate is determined by a single thought... or perhaps it is so unfamiliar...

This feeling is wonderful...so wonderful that it makes me cry...

"You're awake! I heard you were sick..." Erica saw Chang Yufeng who had been staring at them: "I'm so sorry... I should have given you more quilts..."

"It's okay..." Chang Yufeng smiled. Although his expression looked a little ugly, he still had a beautiful smile.

"We were afraid of waking you... I'll go get the porridge I left for you..." Jack jumped off the stool and walked towards the kitchen.

"Really? But I don't seem to be very hungry... No need to get it..." Chang Yufeng touched his stomach embarrassedly.

"My mom told you to eat it... just eat it..." Erica put down the pen and propped up her little head to look at him: "Can you really be my summoned beast? I don't know what a summoned beast is like... My parents didn't teach us anything... So, I don't really understand..."

Chang Yufeng also looked at her, and from her big eyes one could see the desire...

"Is that so? But... what were you thinking at that time... Did you want to save me?" Chang Yufeng looked at him happily, also supporting his round head.

"Well... to be honest, this is not the first or second time I've seen small animals in the forest get hurt... those bad guys from Longxing Society... are always like this..."

"Well, it's wrong for them to do this..." Chang Yufeng looked into her blue eyes, and he felt indescribable, more like a friend: "Thank you for your love and for taking me in..."

"It's okay, it's okay... Dad said that helping others is a very small thing, and lending a helping hand to the weak is something everyone should do..."

Erica's words moved Chang Yufeng, such a young child.

This is like a kind of concern, a thread entangled between myself and this family...

Hope for it, think for it, hope for life for it.

(End of this chapter)