Chapter 27 The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people.
Li Lili took Li Yi to watch movies, eat, play, and experience life 10 years later. During this period, Tang Huiyun tried her best, but she still couldn't close the distance with Li Yi. The other party seemed approachable, but if she tried to get close, she would bump into an insurmountable wall.
Finally, Tang Huiyun felt ashamed and went back first.
Li Yi didn't feel much about this. He was a little immersed in the colorful world of the city, which was a scene he had never seen before.
Life 10 years later has completely exceeded Li Yi's imagination. Whether it is the huge screen on the entire wall in the cinema or the dazzling entertainment items in the amusement park, he feels that times have changed. As well as the abundance of modern materials and the high quality of life of the people, there has never been any era in the past five thousand years that can match it.
Li Yi has been a wandering Taoist priest for a long time. He has been in the common world all year round, and the people he sees most are the common people. The life in ancient society really confirmed the saying: "Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer."
No matter how prosperous the dynasty is, it is not half as good as the modern one.
This is the best time, at least from the perspective of a wandering Taoist priest.
At night, the sky darkens, but the whole city emits more dazzling lights.
Li Yi stood by a river that crossed the city, leaning on the railing, looking at the colorful river illuminated by neon lights, like lanterns floating on the water in a lantern festival.
"Lantern Festival, I haven't seen it for many years." Li Yi sighed without reason.
The flow of people around has gradually increased, there are young couples, there are children brought by couples, and there are old people.
Li Lili stood behind and looked at Li Yi's back. For some reason, she felt that the world was divided into two halves, one half belonged to her cousin, and the other half belonged to them.
There are only three steps between her and Li Yi, but it seems like a world is separated.
Li Lili plucked up the courage to come to Li Yi and asked, "Brother, aren't you used to being in the city?"
"No, it's very good here." Li Yi shook his head, there is nothing bad in the city, life is very convenient, and there are many entertainment activities.
"Seeing that you usually look like a monk, I thought you didn't like it." Li Lili breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Yidao: "The small hermit is hidden in the mausoleum, and the big one is hidden in the morning market. If you want to practice, it will be the same everywhere. The influence of the surrounding environment means that the practice has not yet reached home."
Li Lili covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Pfft...what did you say, just like the monks in the temple."
Suddenly there was commotion in the distance, and the two turned their heads at the same time. There was a bridge about 300 meters to their right. A large number of pedestrians gathered on the bridge. They all raised their heads and looked at the bridge support. A figure could be vaguely seen on the dark support.
Li Yi could see clearly that the figure was a middle-aged uncle in sloppy clothes, and firefighters had already arrived below him, and they were rescuing him.
But the middle-aged uncle was obviously unwilling to be rescued, and angrily yelled at the firefighters who were climbing up.
"...don't come over, if you come over again I'll jump off!"
"...Okay, I won't go there, please calm down."
Li Lili looked at it for a long time, and finally understood what happened, and said: "Some people commit suicide by jumping off the bridge, basically every year. This bridge is equipped with a two-meter-high protective net, and they are still climbed on the bridge. I really want to die." I can't stop it either."
"Why did you commit suicide?" Li Yi was puzzled. Modern society is not a paradise, but it is hundreds of times better than ancient society.
Li Lili replied: "Maybe it's because I lost a lot of money in stocks. Adding leverage to stocks is really a step from heaven to hell. You can earn hundreds of thousands in one second, and you can owe millions in the next second."
Li Yi suddenly understood that he didn't know what stocks were, but he could hear the nature of high probability and gambling. The next second he heard the man's answer again, answering the firefighter's.
Why can't you think about committing suicide?
“…my family is poor, my kids have to go to school, I have cancer, and they want to treat me.”
"...I jump into this river, it won't affect other people."
At this time, Li Lili said again: "Of course, there are poor people who are overwhelmed and have the idea of committing suicide. Often a trivial matter will become the last straw that breaks the camel's back."
It was not cancer that crushed him to death, but to treat him?
Li Yi asked: "Lily, do you have a bamboo flute? Or other musical instruments are also fine."
"Lend it to me."
"Oh." Although Li Lili was puzzled as to why she suddenly wanted a bamboo flute, she returned to the car not far away and took out a bamboo flute.
"What is brother going to do?"
"Show a feeling and play a song."
Li Yi gently put the bamboo flute to his lips, and with his exhalation, the ethereal and quiet sound of the flute swayed. Follow the river full of neon lights and attack the bridge in the distance.
This time the song is no longer from the second uncle, nor is it a song from the previous world, it is a song created by himself.
The voice is soft and flat, without any climax, just a distant voice caressing everyone's heads. Ordinary like dinner coming home from get off work, it’s the sound of family members eating, it’s the fallen leaves that you accidentally glimpsed while walking on the road, it’s the first bite of ice cream in summer…
Across the banks of the river, pedestrians walking here stopped one after another, closing their eyes and listening to the melody coming from nowhere. Even if it is a moving vehicle, it can't help but slow down or stop by the side of the road.
The emotional uncle standing on the bridge covered his face in pain and wept uncontrollably.
The melody that came from their ears seemed to contain some kind of magical power, reminding them of the daily bits and pieces, and some small fortunes brought to them by daily life.
The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people.
In the noisy city, the sound of the flute paints a pure land.
Li Yi has seen countless sufferings in the world, as well as many happiness. He has gone through chaotic times like purgatory, plagues, droughts, floods, and he has also seen mundane lantern festivals, celebrations, and good harvests.
But after all, he likes happiness, likes the happy appearance of saving one person and the whole family, and likes the bustling walk with her.
At the end of the song, people could not recover from the rhythm for a long time.
When Li Lili came back to her senses, a tear slipped down her cheek unconsciously. Turning his head and staring blankly at Li Yi who was standing in the neon lights and holding a bamboo flute, for some reason the faint sense of alienation disappeared.
"Brother, what is the name of this song?"
"Let's call it a mortal heart. The ordinary things we see are all real and small happiness."
In the distance, the middle-aged uncle has already got off the bridge support with the help of firefighters.
At this moment, a phone call interrupted Li Lili's thoughts.
"Hey, um, I am, what did you pass! Brother! You passed!" Li Lili stomped her feet happily. She grabbed Li Yi's shoulder and stuck the phone to his face, looking at the admission notice sent by the school.
"Mathematics is perfect, and Chinese is 70! My brother is too good, and his grades will not decrease."
Li Yi took a look, his emotions didn't fluctuate too much, he just smiled and nodded:
"So good."
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Qingzhou company headquarters.
Dong Yun was eating wontons alone in the corner of the cafeteria. From time to time, a little girl would come to strike up a conversation, but they were all driven away by the faint sword intent.
Suddenly the sound of the flute came, soft and flat.
Dong Yun raised his head suddenly, looked left and right, and finally locked on the source of the voice, which came from the mobile phone of a civil servant.
He got up and walked straight, looked at the mobile phone on the table and asked, "Where is the place in the video?"
The civil servant was stunned for a moment, and said, "Let me ask for you."
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