The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 563
Tan Chengzhi wanted to sigh, but he was afraid that it would affect Fu Wan, who was originally in a bad mood.

He just stretched out his hand and patted Fu Wan's back comfortingly.The curtains blocked the morning light, and the light in the room was dim, making people feel like they were in a dream.

Fu Wan didn't cry for a long time.

Once you are diagnosed with depression, your emotions are no longer within your control.

This is a disease that needs to be treated. Like all diseases, it doesn't mean you can really get better if you force yourself to get better.

But this disease is also very different from other diseases. Although I can't completely control my emotions by myself.But to a certain extent, emotions are different from organic diseases of the body, and they can be controlled a little bit.

Fu Wan is trying her best to control her thoughts, she is trying her best to stop her uncontrollable mind from crazily thinking about those desperate and extreme thoughts.

"I understand."

Her voice was slightly hoarse from crying, and her tone was a little erratic.

Tan Chengzhi just stretched out his hand to hug her, put it against her ear, and repeated over and over again, "Wanwan, no matter what you look like, I like it."

Over and over again, trying to wash the thoughts out of her mind.

That was the message that everyone conveyed to her intentionally or unintentionally when she didn't understand anything—she was not good, everyone didn't like her, she was a lonely person abandoned by the world.

She was too young and the process was too long.She seemed to have been branded with such a mark when she was never sensible.

Fu Wan felt as if she was being held tightly by him, but she also felt that she was about to fall into it at any time.She couldn't even tell whether it was Shi Miao's emotions and sick brain, or she was like this from the beginning.

"I forgot what I had before I came to this world." She stopped crying, "But..."

"You'll remember."

Tan Chengzhi struggled emotionally in his eyes, and he calmed down a little after a while.He just hugged Fu Wan and patted her on the back, as if coaxing a crying and unreasonable child, "Wanwan, for some people, the pain of living is much, much more than the happiness."

"But life is so long, the people you meet are so trivial, and the things that will happen are so many. When you live in this world, don't you still have worthy people, worthwhile things, and happy experiences?"

Tan Chengzhi doesn't like to talk, even if the two of them go out on weekdays, he seldom talks.

It's just that she takes good care of her in the details, gentle and meticulous.

This was the first time Fu Wan heard him say so many hypocritical and useless words, but she still subconsciously listened to him obediently.

"Living is not just living itself. Everyone has their own obligations to live, and they all need to be responsible to those around them, and they also need to live for those around them." He lowered his tone a little, "This is not for you. Rather, there is such a bond between people. No one can live alone in the world without any contact with others."

Fu Wan thought, she really knew Ah Jing in that world.

It's even possible that their relationship is very good.

But she just couldn't remember who he was.

The man's chin was placed in the socket of her shoulder, his eyes were slightly closed, his temples twitched in sleepiness, "Wanwan, you still have me."

"If you feel that your bond with other people is not enough to keep you alive, just think about it, am I worth it." Tan Chengzhi thought of countless partings and reunions, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes, "Wanwan, you are my only one." fetters."

Before recovering his memory, Tan Chengzhi was born cold-blooded and sober.

He has been smarter than many people since he was a child, not just because he is smart about knowledge, but because he has a thorough understanding of truth and people's hearts.

The reason why Fanghe Books has occupied most of the output in various fields of the cultural industry from the previous traditional book company in just seven years is because he understands human nature.

Morality and law are measured in people's hearts, and right and wrong are judged in people's hearts.

From the vulgar taste of people to the moral flash point of preference.

But he doesn't like to play with people's hearts, people's hearts are too dirty, he doesn't bother to play with them.He always knows clearly what the people around him are thinking, even if he knows how much sincerity is hidden inside, he can't be moved.

Anyway, the tiny bit of sincerity hidden in the calculation and utilization is really not worth mentioning.

If he read too many esoteric books, he would feel bored.So I read the novel, but the people in the novel are as rough as a label, and he can't read it most of the time.

When he saw Shi Miao's book, he read it in.

Later, when Shi Miao changed his vest, he subconsciously took a look at the past, and found that the characters in Shi Miao's works had changed strangely.

After meeting Fu Wan, everything became a matter of course.

Half destiny, half preference.

He used to think that people are inherently selfish, and they all rely on moral brainwashing to restrain one or two.But such things as morality are simply worthless when many people face interests.

Sincerity is naturally no match for interests.

"How could it be?" Fu Wan passed the most sad point, and now he is better, so he refuted him, "Everyone around you is your fetters."

Tan Chengzhi didn't speak, he just laughed, "I'm a little sleepy."

Fu Wan was stunned, "You haven't finished comforting me yet."

"Lie down and continue to comfort me, okay?"

Fu Wan nodded.

He stood up and carried Fu Wan into the bedroom like a child.The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, the curtains were still drawn, and it was pitch black.

Fu Wan was put under the quilt by him, and she curled up under the quilt.

"Probably because I'm sick." Tan Chengzhi didn't want to talk with Fu Wan in detail.

In those memories, he always faced Fu Wan with a perverted image.Although he knew that she had accepted it long ago, he didn't want her to continue to feel sorry for him.

He's cold-blooded, and he doesn't feel bad about himself.

But Fu Wan will definitely feel sorry for him because of this.

"You are already sick." Fu Wan's head popped out of the bed suddenly, his voice was a little hoarse, "However, since you said this, I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

Tan Chengzhi laughed, but did not deny it.

"However, I think it's fine as long as you're fine." Fu Wan's mood has completely improved, and the extreme thoughts before feel a little vague now, and he can't remember what he just thought, "In this world, there will only be no room for viciousness. beasts, but it doesn’t mean that we can’t tolerate crippled people.”

Tan Chengzhi didn't speak.

He was thinking that he had recovered part of his memory, and he was about to be able to return to their original world from time to time.

"Yes."

He hugged Fu Wan, "Go to sleep for a while."

Fu Wan also nodded, wondering if it was because of Tan Chengzhi's presence, she soon fell asleep without even dreaming.

(End of this chapter)