Wang Donglin couldn't help laughing.

She is also smiling.

This man, he entrusted her to grasp his lifeblood—it was like practicing hard work such as iron cloth shirt and golden bell cover, the lifegate is the only point—but he left it to her to grasp it.

Who is afraid of who.

Therefore, it began to show off its power again, and it became the world.

"Brother Donglin, I want to eat pears... I want small ones, absolutely not that kind of yellow skin..."

"Brother Donglin, I want plums, they must be the most sour ones, the ones with green skin..."

Wang Donglin poured a glass of warm water and walked over, and said softly, "Silly girl, do you want some lemon?"

"Shh... look..."

Following her gaze, Wang Donglin saw a row of ants on the ground.

It was a group of ants fighting together, carrying an insect much bigger than their bodies, and slowly marched victoriously along the wisteria trellis. It could be seen that there must be their old nest under the roots of the trellis.

"Brother Donglin, I sometimes think, what is the meaning of a person's life? Let's just say that the ants come and go every day. They just move to find food and hide from the world. After that, there is no other goal. and meaning..."

"..."

"But life is not like this! Just say me, I am pregnant, I just lie down like this every day, eat something, and often vomit. In addition, I do nothing, just waiting for the birth of a new life... Then, When this life grows up, it will start a new round of life..."

"..."

"Not to mention the boredom of pregnant women, let's just say that most people are nothing more than work, life and career. They go from nine to five every day, step by step, and repeat. How meaningful do you think that job is? How can it promote human contribution and progress? Not necessarily! Because, without this type of work, it will have no impact on the earth... Take a closer look around you, and ninety-nine percent of people live like this, no different from ants and worker bees..."

"Even if you are the so-called elite? You are busy every day, but what are you doing in the end? It's nothing more than fighting and fighting... Even if you stand at the top, so what? Life is short, and you can't be rich. Year……"

Wang Donglin sat down beside her.

"I remember that there was a very powerful scientist in the former Soviet Union, one of the most outstanding figures in his field. A certain country had no means to kill him. Finally, their secret agents came up with a way to make him The scientist committed suicide..."

"What method did they use?"

"They secretly tracked the scientist and spent two years filming his entire life process. One day, the scientist suddenly saw the video and found himself going to and from work every day, from the laboratory to home or traveling, from the hotel to home... ...365 days a year, without exception, no different from the work and rest of worker bees. He was shocked and felt that this was a completely rigid and meaningless life, so he committed suicide..."

Yan stared at him carefully.

At that time, he also stared at her.

At this moment, he alone understood the meaning of what she said.

Although it was said that she was pregnant for three years and she was lying at home all day doing nothing, vomiting and nauseating——but, after all, she knew that he left early and returned late, and then, what would happen slowly.

After a while, he laughed and held her hand tightly.

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