After cursing God for a while, Zhang Ming took another deep breath, picked up the letter delivered from the drift bottle and read it.
The first few letters were all written by Lao Wang. Regarding the recent development of human society, there was actually nothing interesting about it. Zhang Ming had already known it through the radio, and what he needed to say was made clear to Lao Wang through the Gaia consciousness link.
But the latter letter was actually written by my sister, which is actually quite rare, because my sister is usually too lazy to write letters.
In Zhang Ming's impression, his sister... is still a girl?
Forget it, don't think about it.
Who doesn’t like little girls in their teenage years? The face is full of collagen, the hair is black and shiny, and occasionally there is a hint of silly innocence.
When Lao Zhang was in Turtle Island, he would occasionally reminisce about his youth, like his little girlfriend, his female deskmate, his math teacher, etc...
I remember one time, he took his old sister to the cinema to watch a movie, but her class teacher saw it and mistook it for puppy love. He immediately frowned and criticized her, and spit on her.
That feeling... is pretty cool! !
Don't ask why it feels good. When the head teacher knew the truth, he showed that constipated expression. It was so good!
As for his auntie sister, Lao Zhang himself doesn't miss her much.
On the contrary, he is more interested in his niece...
Of course, even nieces are not interested anymore. After all, once children exceed the age of kindergarten and have their own thoughts, it becomes increasingly boring.
And as I get older, I no longer have any close feelings. There is not much difference between my niece and the school girl passing by on the roadside.
"By the way, what's the name of the female classmate who likes me very much... It's a pity that I had a girlfriend at that time and rejected her offer."
"I should have been able to do both at that time!!"
Zhang Ming thought for a long time, looking a little embarrassed, and finally had to cough heavily to hide the fact that he was alone.
"Hello, bro!"
"Today it's time to send letters again. On a whim, I wanted my daughter to write you a letter. After all, she is also a student in high school. Even if her academic performance is average, writing a letter to her uncle shouldn't be a problem, right? "
"She actually doesn't want to write. The main reason is laziness."
"Asking a female high school student to write an 800-word essay is like going to jail. She is so lazy. She doesn't do any housework. She is just as lazy as you!"
"But the more important reason is that she actually has no special impression of you. She has her own friends and her own life. Naturally, it is impossible for her to have too many emotions about an uncle she has never met or seen. Intimacy.”
"So I have a question, why didn't I write to you a few years ago? It seems that I haven't written to you for more than ten years. Has the family relationship faded?"
"I am 44 years old this year. I am no longer a young girl, but an aunt whose figure is gradually getting out of shape. I have begun to envy youth and 18-year-old girls."
"When you left my sight, I was really 18 years old. At that time, I still thought that after the college entrance examination was over, I would get some money from my brother to spend, buy a mobile phone, buy a bag, and then buy A nice dress and then another dress.”
"You don't know that at that time, I didn't even have a hundred yuan in my hand, so I wanted a rich brother to protect me!"
"I think about it every day. Every day, I think about you making money quickly and getting rich, and then you reward your poor sister who has no money!"
"But the final result... My wish has not come true, and you are still out of touch. Maybe you are already hanging in a corner that no one cares about... In the Sea of Demon God, I have never been there in my life. If you get involved, you probably won’t get involved in the distant future.”
"Now, it is impossible for me to think about those weird things. Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea occupy every day of my life. I miss my youth and the interesting ideas in the past. However, I just miss it and don't want to Put it into any practice.”
"Fortunately, my daughter has finally grown up, and her days have gradually become free, which is enough for a middle-aged old aunt to express her feelings about life."
"So today, I was sitting in the office, basking in the sun coming through the glass windows, drinking afternoon tea, and started thinking wildly again."
"What do I want?"
"I don't seem to want anything. My parents are getting older, but they are still in good health. Both daughters have average grades. If they don't ask for a class jump, they can accept it. This guy Lu Tuyu may be trying to compensate for the regrets of his youth. , I have recently become obsessed with playing games, which is quite good. I have to have a hobby when I am almost 50 years old."
"What do I want? I seem to be quite happy right now."
"But in the case of daydreaming, you always think about bad things."
"I thought about some things about life, separation and death. Happiness is always short-lived, and people can't escape separation."
"As the strongest uncle in another world, you should be able to live for a long time, but we are just ordinary people and our life span is limited."
"By the time you come back here, we may no longer be here. What a pain for you."
"So I bought a ginkgo tree and planted it in the yard of the community. It is said that this kind of tree can live for 1,000 years. You can always come back within 1,000 years, let alone you are still wandering in the Sea of Demon Gods! ... Just let This ginkgo tree takes our place and waits for your return. After all, there is still life waiting for you, right?"
"My husband even laughed at me because my girlish heart was aroused and I actually started going crazy!"
"Haha, as a middle-aged aunt, I rarely did something inexplicable on a whim, and even wrote you a letter. In fact, I am still a little sad and talking nonsense."
"We will eventually have a sad day. But at the age of 44, today I am happy and without any worries, although with a subtle sadness, just like an adolescent girl who always hopes to have a boy. Save them, even if you can’t even explain why.”
"So, I recorded this strange day and shared it with you."
"Remember that ginkgo tree. When you come back, you may be able to pick ginkgo fruits. Time is really flowing. Thousands of years later, what will you do when you are still alive? Blood ties? Human civilization? Friends? In the endless world In front of time and space, what is worthy of nostalgia? In fact, I am quite curious, but I dare not imagine it."
"Best wishes, my forever 18-year-old sister."
"Maybe I won't be too lazy to write to you next year."
“Take this year’s family photo!”
There is still Zhang Ming's image on the family portrait, which was directly uploaded. The relatives are smiling like flowers, but the faces in the memory have long since aged, leaving only vague traces of memory.
"Yes, how will I feel after a thousand years?"
"Ten thousand years from now, if I am still alive, what will I care about?"
Suddenly, Zhang Ming couldn't breathe. His mind went blank and he couldn't describe the problem in any detail.
He remembered the setting in the novel about cultivating immortals, in which the protagonist abandoned his family and went to the deep mountains and forests to cultivate immortality. When he read the novel, he felt that this was normal, and people would be punished by heaven and earth if they didn't do it for themselves.
But if you really have a long life, you must think about what the meaning of "living" is.
It would be too sad if it didn't make sense.
The lights were turned off and the room was dark.
Zhang Ming's eyesight was very good, and he had night vision function even without lights. However, at this moment, he couldn't see anything clearly.
He just lay there, staring at the ceiling in silence.
What is worth crying about? Was he bitten by a monster? Is it the hardships of traveling? Is it threatened by the devil? Is it the pain of being poisoned?
Or... parting?
Maybe my sister sensed something on a whim and said goodbye to him in advance, or maybe this was a not-so-good coincidence.
Anyway, this may be the last letter from the family.
…
"There's no need to be too sad, isn't there still broadcasting?" Zhang Ming comforted himself with a smile, "Maybe we can leave the abyss soon, and then we can sail back to the earth in a hurry on the ship donated by Hong Steel!"
He rubbed his eyes, sighed slightly, and continued reading the next letter.
It was written to him by Li Xianfeng.
Comrade Li Xianfeng, who is in his eighties, has long reached the age of retirement, but he still insists on working at his post and broadcasting news every day.
In the boring and lonely nights, the various boring scientific and technological knowledge broadcast by Comrade Lao Li helped Zhang Ming spend that long time.
I have to admit that studying is a way to stay rational, especially when you are alone, you have to find something to do.
Even the Honggang people collectively use crazy labor to consume their energy and stop thinking wildly.
"Hello, Lao Zhang, I am Li Xianfeng."
"In recent years, my physical fitness has declined significantly. I have quit most of my jobs. I only have to report the news every day, which gives me little leisure time."
"When I suddenly become free, I always feel a strange sense of emptiness. Looking back on the past eighty years, it seems that there are no achievements worthy of being remembered by history. This is the case in human life. Obscurity is the norm."
"Maybe it's because I'm getting older, and I always like to recall my youth, a time when there was only passion."
"At that time, there was nothing but the future; now, there is everything but no future."
"It's great to be young!"
"So I was thinking, if I have the next life and the opportunity to start my life again, what should I do?"
Zhang Ming frowned slightly. In fact, Li Xianfeng had vaguely mentioned this issue in past broadcasts.
As a scientific researcher, Li Xianfeng mentioned it once and forget about it. Now he has mentioned it a second time, which is...
He really has this kind of "ability"!
Zhang Ming suddenly became interested and thought of many things in his mind...
He continued reading the letter.
(End of chapter)
