"Delicious! Absolutely delicious."
She suddenly became excited: "Really? Xiaojue, do you really think it’s delicious? I think so too... um... I was just thinking, it’s so delicious, how could you not like it... come on, let’s have a good meal, hehe, I’ve always been confident in my cooking skills..."
Top-quality rice, very fluffy and tasty, the breeze together with this aroma dispersed in the air.
"Xiaojue, have two more bowls..."
His appetite was extraordinary; he ate three large bowls.
In his entire life, he had never found food so marvelous.
Eating and drinking, time slipping away.
He was wondering whether all this was a dream or reality.
However, he knew that there wasn’t much time left. He was no longer fit to stay here.
That night, she accompanied him on a walk.
Blue skies and white clouds, far from bustling life, surrounded by small cottages, and some family gardens filled with rolling red and yellow flowers, neatly lined, swaying in the wind from afar.
Kids riding bicycles whizzed past, occasionally elderly people took strolls, greeting each other with a distant "Hello"... there was never deep interaction, but it was peaceful.
There would no longer be endless banquets here, nor meetings of utmost importance, and certainly not rows of KTVs or luxurious palace-style entertainment clubs... In terms of food, clothing, and entertainment... it couldn’t compare to the prosperity of back home.
Only a heart that can endure loneliness is capable of settling here long-term.
Here, you don’t need to compete with elegant clothes, and need only to toil away daily for a little money to get by.
But, this place is not home.
The two walked further and further, growing silent.
Yan Xixi glanced unexpectedly; Huang Xiaojue hadn’t spoken a word all night.
She herself hadn’t even read the news for ages.
She suddenly spoke: "Xiaojue, what do you think one’s life is for?"
He stopped walking.
She helped him sit down on a bench by the roadside.
"Before my father had his accident, our family rarely worried about money. Afterwards, my biggest wish was to make money, back then, I thought if I had a million, all my problems would be instantly solved. So, a million became my unattainable goal... Then, when I finally made a million... I thought, making money alone was pointless, I should do something else... So, I studied hard, worked hard, wanting to make something of myself..."
Thus, she enrolled in South Country University.
As the top university, it was a source of pride among peers.
But is that really happiness?
She was somewhat confused: "When I hadn’t gotten into South Country University, I thought getting in would make me insanely happy. But, after graduation, the world was still the same, as if no aliens suddenly appeared just because I earned a diploma..."
Huang Xiaojue chuckled: "You can only say something isn’t that great once you’ve attained it. If you haven’t been to a place, what qualifies you to criticize its scenery as bad?"
She was taken aback, indeed.
Common folks often say, is driving a BMW really better than an Alto? Aren’t they both just means of transportation, merely four wheels, so expensive. Wouldn’t you rather buy dozens of Altos, lining them up in two rows, one row S-shaped, another B-shaped? But once you genuinely drive a BMW, you discover its handling, comfort level, and various additional values are, of course, worlds apart from an Alto.
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