If time and space are eternal, thoughts are the infinite in eternity. Everyone has their own thoughts, or they are very similar but not exactly the same.

Mo Jian's thoughts are very simple. He is not a militant with bloodthirsty roots. On the contrary, he loves Ning He very much. Even if others beat him, scold him, insult him and look down on him, he can still live calmly and with a high profile.

But no matter how much people love Ninghe, there will always be times when Ninghe is broken. It is not others who break Mo Jianning and his daily life, but the one who can be friends, relatives, or even similar Nam Joon for him.

Perhaps there is a huge difference between them, but there is the biggest similarity, that is, they have the same Ninghe heart that loves life.

Namjoon had never asked him for anything, just to survive with strength. This book was not a very simple request, but he could not do it because he wanted to take revenge.

Revenge is a very empty thing. Even if he really avenged Namjoon, will Namjoon survive? Isn’t this a very simple question?

And what can he get from it? This is an equally simple question, because even he is trapped in the abyss of anger, he can clearly learn about the emptiness and regret that are waiting for him ahead.

So should he do this? As Ye Zi said, he is a very smart person. A smart person should always know what to do and what not to do.

So Mo Jian quickly got an answer, a very simple answer, that is, to live strongly as Namjoon said.

Unfortunately, this very correct answer was torn and swallowed by the rising darkness in his heart just a moment later.

This is a world where there is no reason. The so-called reason is nothing more than self-comfort when escaping.

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. The strong are born and the weak are eliminated. Isn’t this truth already clear when he clenched his fists and began to resist?

If revenge is as empty as Ye Zi said, then why not give it meaning of existence with those enchanting blood?

Now, while a simple and simple answer came to Mo Jian's mind, it also tore and swallowed all the thoughts that made him confused.

Destruction, if it cannot be protected, if it cannot live peacefully, then destroy it with strength, destroy all obstacles that block his eyes and prevent him from moving forward.

"My man, the noodles." Mo Jian slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, took out a ball of wrinkled banknotes from his pocket, and then took two out and placed them on the table.

The guy stared at Mo Jian with a strange smile on his face, staring at the bowl of face that had never moved after leaving Ye Zi, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

And when he came to his senses, there was no trace of Mo Jian in the deserted noodle shop.

"It's a hell..." After muttering, the guy once again put on his signature coffin face and walked weakly towards the table with money.

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Ye Zi once again saw Mo Jian for less than half a day, and when he looked at Mo Jian who was hanging with a funny smile and pushed the door in, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"You are here." Ye Zi slowly lowered his clenched fists, let go of the sandbag in front of him that was overwhelmed and moaned, and said lightly.

Mo Jian smiled faintly, then came to the bench on the wall and sat down casually.

Mo Jian didn't say anything, but his silent and simple movement seemed to have brought Ye Zi an unexpected shock. At least there was a look of shock in Ye Zi's face as firm as rocks.

"I figured it out."

Mo Jian looked at Ye Zi with a smile on his face, and then said, "As you said, I do seem to be very smart."

Ye Zi's body, which was like a hill, shook when he heard this. He seemed to have seen something from his eyes full of relaxed smiles. He said with a gloomy face: "This is not the answer I want."

"But it's my answer."

"Why don't you understand!"

Mo Jian was not scared by Ye Zi's sudden roar. On the contrary, he still looked at Ye Zi with a relaxed smile on his face.

Ye Zi's anger came quickly and went too quickly. After only a brief moment of silence, he returned to peace as if he had decided what to do.

"If I told you that it was not Wu who killed Brother Nan, would you believe it?"

Mo Jian didn't seem surprised by this sudden impact. He smiled faintly and said, "I believe it."

However, Ye Zi's expression was not as calm as Mo Jian. For some reason, in just half a day, Mo Jian seemed to have become a different person, which made him difficult to understand.

Mo Jian seemed to see through Ye Zi’s inner thoughts and continued, “But I still have to go find him.”

Ye Zi was shocked and stared at the boy in front of him in a daze. He was still smiling, holding his very beautiful smile, smiling relaxed and comfortable.

If he said he was a beast with exposed fangs not long ago, then at this moment he was a beast with no hesitation at all.

Ye Zi let out a heavy sigh and said, "Maybe he is innocent."

"Is that right?" Mo Jian smiled faintly, stood up slowly, looked at Ye Zi, and said, "It's time for me to leave."

Ye Zi didn't say anything. He had a lot to say. He should have persuaded Mo Jian to dispel the idea of ​​revenge. However, looking at the smiling face, he could not say a word. Perhaps he had already understood that when Nam Jun died, no one could dispel Mo Jian's idea of ​​revenge, because although they were different, they were surprisingly similar.

"etc."

Mo Jian stopped slowly and turned his head to look, "What else?"

"Start tomorrow, come here when you have time."

Mo Jian was slightly stunned, but he immediately understood what Ye Zi said, but he slowly shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work."

Mo Jianbing did not give Ye Zi a chance to speak, and then said, "After all, there is still a hypocritical dream waiting for me. Don't worry, I will become stronger in my own way, so strong that I can live strong no matter what happens."

After saying that, Mo Jian turned around and waved his hand, not giving Ye Zi a chance to react, so he stepped out of the threshold with big steps.

"Are you strong?" Ye Zi quietly looked at the closed door, exuded a lonely smile, and murmured: "You will definitely live strongly."
Chapter completed!