Chapter 300 Five Floating 137 Pursuit

It was an ordinary morning.

Early in the morning, patients walk in the hospital garden, white smoke rises from the canteen chimney, and nurses push carts to distribute medicines to each ward.

And Lin Chen walked into Shen Lian's ward holding a small bunch of daisies.

The only patient in the ward closed his eyes, as if he didn't know anything about it.

But monitoring shows that she is now in a conscious state.

Lin Chen put the information in his hand on the bedside and put it down, picked up the vase, took some water from the tap, inserted the bright yellow daisies into the bottle one by one, and put them on the bedside table.

Shen Lian's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her neck was covered with a thick white gauze, her hands and feet were handcuffed on the bed, and she was so weak that it shattered at the touch. She rolled her eyes and glanced at the flowers in the sunlight by the bedside.

It's just that moment's gaze, Lin Chen knows that Shen Lian's soul is cold and firm, as always.

"Don't mind too much." Lin Chen said, "This is not a perseverance to please, and this bouquet of flowers is not for you. You can take it as my own. This is my nostalgia for the friend who has only one side."

Lin Chen sat down beside the hospital bed.

He no longer needs to observe Shen Lian's expression, and he has no intention of continuing with Shen Lian. He looks at the flowers and the sky outside the window, as if talking to some friends who have gone away.

"For more than a year, I have been very uneasy."

"I've seen young girls who defended their fathers, school girls who were willing to commit suicide, heinous sexual assaults, and sexual assault victims who persevered and wanted to commit crimes for their idols. I've been kidnapped, gone abroad, went to I've been to the cruelest places in the world, and I've seen the most simple and beautiful souls in the world. I met the love of my life, and I almost lost my life. I managed to bring criminals to justice, but I failed to save the most wanted The people who have been rescued have..."

"These experiences made me extremely hopeless when I was at my most chaotic and confused. Too many painful stories seem to really say that the world is unreasonable and never fair, and any struggle is a drop in the bucket under the manipulation of fate, so give up efforts and refuse. Hope, recognize the cruel reality, only cold and ruthless can survive better, this is the ultimate future of human spiritual evolution, and this is the belief you hold."

"However, in this short period of one year, I have seen smart and beautiful girls again, and I have seen tough and tenacious young people. When I was most in awe, it was when she put down the gun and he ended his own life. time. It tells me that there must be something better than hatred, higher than life and death, beyond the psychological techniques I trust, and I think there must be something like that."

"It has been deeply rooted since our ancestors first opened their eyes to see the beautiful starry sky and the vast wilderness hundreds of thousands of years ago, and has grown stronger through generations. "

"I have never understood why such a principle comes from. I don't think it is only to maintain the stability of human society. If it is only like this, then there is no need for human beings to continuously explore the ultimate in the physical world, nor do they have to. It is necessary to cry for beautiful art, and there is no need to strive to become a better person."

"And after more than a year of experience, it wasn't until recently that I suddenly understood what it was."

"Wanting to do better, become better, and influence the world to make it better are the most common pursuits of many ordinary and ordinary people. These pursuits for 'better' everything often lead to The edges are smoothed out by the hardships of life, but never go away."

"After all, when our ancestors opened their eyes, what they saw should be the vast starry sky in the dark night, and what they were looking forward to was a wider world, this world."

"Then we come to this world, while suffering, to see how beautiful it can be, and how much you can see and what you can see often depends on your pursuit."

When Lin Chen said this, the woman lying in the hospital bed finally made a vomit expression as if she couldn't take it anymore.

Lin Chen finally turned his gaze into the distance and put it back on Shen Lian's face.

He was not angry, but just calmly and succinctly said to Shen Lian: "You still want to say, a person with a 'sick mind' like 'I' can't feel what you said?"

Shen Lian is undecided.

"What if I told you that the problem with your brain was just an excuse for you to justify yourself, and you could feel everything I said?"

Lin Chen picked up the bag beside the vase, took one out of it, and said silently.

"One day many years ago, Duan Wanshan took his students to do a brain study on tic disorders. In order to fill in the number of brain maps of the control group, that is, normal people, the brains of all his students were scanned together. "

"Duan Wanshan must have clearly talked to you after this experiment. I don't know what he said, but with his straight-forward personality, I'm afraid he will clearly tell you 'your brain is sick' and 'you have to control yourself'... At that time, you may have had a crush on him, but after the conversation, you thought that your secret was exposed and that you were humiliated and turned from love to hate."

"But actually, you shouldn't hate him."

"Because no matter what he said to you, he was sincere and never criticized you from a condescending angle. In fact, he didn't tell you that in addition to the students, the brain scans of the teachers were also included."

"He knows better than anyone who he really is."

Lin Chen unfolded the brain scan so that Shen Lian could see clearly.

A family cannot decide a person, the brain cannot decide a person, and genes cannot decide a person...

The brain scan was mottled, with defects in the frontal cortex, prefrontal cortex, and amygdala. It belongs to the brains of most perverted killers, and it also belongs to Duan Wanshan's brain.

Belong to the person with the most beautiful soul on this planet.

The author has something to say:

Can you compare yourself to summer?

You are softer and more delicate.

The tyrannical wind destroys the stamens of the May flower,

Summer is also really short;

The light of heaven's eye is sometimes too hot,

The golden face is often dull;

All kinds of enchanting will lose their beauty,

Destroyed by impermanence or natural change:

But your summer will not die,

Your beauty will last forever;

As long as you stay forever in the poems of the ages,

Grim Reaper blames you for its haze;

As long as human beings are still reading,

You will live forever with this psalm.

- Shakespeare