Chapter 147 Rescue (2)
Below the cliff, the sea water hit the rocks and splashed waves. The weather was gloomy, just like everyone's mood. Zhao Ziheng stood on the cliff and looked into the distance. His focused look was obviously immersed in some memories...
"I heard that you jumped off the cliff from here." Feng Qinghan's voice sounded from behind, and then he came to Zhao Ziheng's side.
Zhao Ziheng was pulled back by this voice but he seemed unmoved and continued to look ahead quietly.
Feng Qinghan discovered that Zhao Ziheng liked to look into the distance. Although he didn't know what Zhao Ziheng was looking at, it was not that difficult to guess. But it was just a guess. Feng Qinghan didn't know where Zhao Ziheng was looking at.
It didn't matter to Zhao Ziheng to bring up the past. It no matter whether Feng Qinghan knew about it in advance or not, it was no longer important. What was important was how to rescue Yin Yin. What's more, the two people's positions were different from the beginning. Even if it was Feng Qinghan who instigated it, Zhao Ziheng would not find it strange; however, Zhao Ziheng still remembered something because of this. He remembered that everything seemed to have started from here. However, they came here again after many years. Does it mean that everything will end here again?
All these thoughts were just what Zhao Ziheng was thinking in his heart. On the surface, he was still gazing into the distance with an unmoved look.
"If it were me, my luck might not be as good as yours. I actually managed to escape." Feng Qinghan continued to talk to himself. It was obvious that he knew everything about what happened, including the causes and consequences of Zhou Yan's massacre of the villagers on the island.
"Or should we say that no one can survive under such circumstances?" Regardless of whether Zhao Ziheng objected or not, Feng Qinghan continued to speak to himself , his eyes looking into the distance, as if he could see what he saw there.
In the eyes of almost everyone, many of Feng Qinghan 's words are nonsense, but Zhao Ziheng doesn't think so. He feels that every word and even every character of Feng Qinghan has his reasons. Even if he can't fully understand, he believes that Feng Qinghan's words will not be without reason, just like at this moment; but even if Zhao Ziheng knows that Feng Qinghan said this with other deeper meanings, he still appears unmoved. It's not that he doesn't care, but he believes that Feng Qinghan said this with a purpose. After being with Feng Qinghan for so long, such words will continue, so he doesn't need to say anything at all.
As Zhao Ziheng thought, Feng Qinghan's voice sounded again: "Everyone has his own destiny, just like everything is destined, but I don't believe in this. I only believe in reality. Being able to survive is the truth. There is no such thing as good people having a long life and bad people having a short life."
Not to mention Feng Qinghan, Zhao Ziheng also had this idea, but he also heard a clue from Feng Qinghan's words. Undoubtedly, no one would know what the outcome would be until the last moment. He would not question this point. These are the truths. Nothing is absolute. There is only practice. It is useless to just talk about it. So no matter how simple outsiders think winning or losing a war is, only those who actually participate know the hardships involved.
Zhao Ziheng knew long ago that human growth is endless. Only after experiencing countless trials and tribulations can one understand some truths of life. It is unfounded to just imagine or talk about it. Before convincing others, one must first convince oneself, otherwise how can one convince others? Zhao Ziheng suddenly discovered that both Feng Qinghan and Wang Ye were very young, but they knew a lot about some truths of life, which was enough to show that what they had experienced must be unimaginable to others. Zhao Ziheng thought that these two people should be able to become close friends. If they stood on the same front, Zhao Ziheng certainly knew that because of their different positions, Wang Ye was cautious and excluded Feng Qinghan. As for how Feng Qinghan felt about Wang Ye, he did not dare to jump to conclusions.
"No one can escape from 'desire', that is to say, everyone has his or her own desires, no one is an exception. It is more or less another matter. Once a person has 'desire', he or she will naturally become a target for others to take advantage of. It can be said to be a desire or a weakness, but no one can escape it." Feng Qinghan said again, as if shifting to another topic.
Zhao Ziheng would not refute this point, just as he knew that what Feng Qinghan said was not groundless. He also believed that Feng Qinghan's words were the same as his on a certain basis, and he had to say that his words were like truth.
"You gave up the world for her, which is enough to prove that she is the world to you. Everyone has a different definition. In the eyes of almost everyone, power is everything, but in your eyes, she is the entire world that supports you, so you regard rescuing her as more important than anything else." Unconsciously, Feng Qinghan changed the subject again, as if he had returned to the original topic.
"The world?" Zhao Ziheng repeated Feng Qinghan's words indifferently. He felt that this metaphor was not an exaggeration. It should be said to be appropriate and it touched his heart. He believed that Feng Qinghan did not need his comments on the previous words. Only this sentence was what Feng Qinghan really wanted to say, and what he wanted to convey to him. To put it simply, in some ways, Feng Qinghan was indeed able to see through a person. Let's just say it was 'desire'. It was not wrong to say so, and Zhao Ziheng did not want to deny it.
