Tie Hongyan's eyes moved from Wu Xunsheng to the not-so-dazzling sun, thinking seriously about Wu Xunsheng's words.

Wu Xunsheng wanted to continue to say something, but suddenly he thought of the question about the birth and death of the grass. He thought: If there were indeed "three lives", after the grass died, it would grow on the land of the second life, what would it see should be the sun that it had seen in the first life? Where would it grow at that time? Can the solar recognize it? Will the sun still rise from the original direction, will it not be easy to notice it? If that were the case, when the grass looked at the sun, the sun would stick to the grass of the first life, which would make it difficult to notice it in the second life, what would it feel like? What about the third life? What would it happen?

As he thought about it, he suddenly thought of himself as the grass, the iron red flame as the sun, and thought to himself: If I could meet you in the second life, would you recognize me?

At this time, Wu Xunsheng suddenly realized that he was thinking: What am I thinking about? In the second life, even if I meet her, I will meet her in the second life. Will she still recognize me then? So what if I recognize her? Will I recognize her then?

He suddenly felt that what he was thinking was too boundless, and he was secretly glad that he had not told Tie Hongyan what he thought of. He felt that he could not mention anything about birth and death to her at will, let alone any questions about how many lives it took.

However, despite this, Tie Hongyan had already thought of the issue of birth and death because of Wu Xunsheng's words.

She thought: How many things in the world can be like the sun? There a hundred years ago, there ten years ago, there yesterday, and there today... Too many things a hundred years ago have been taken away by time. How many lives, coming and going, are actually similar to the grass Xunsheng just mentioned, aren't people the same? The sun shines on the earth, and I've seen too many births and deaths, and I've long been used to it. If I think of the boundless world, the flowing time, and the lives from ancient times to the present, I will feel that it is extremely precious at this moment.

Gui. Back then, Master Fei told us that people should know how to cherish the people in front of us and the beauty of the present when they live, but he did not leave me more time to cherish him. So many years have passed, where is Master Fei? Is there really another world? I really hope that if there is, how is he doing in that world? Although he is no longer in this world, what he said is still in my heart. Is this also living in this world in another way? Living in the hearts of others is also alive, right?
Chapter completed!