I live in a desert island property

After cursing God for a while, Zhang Ming took another deep breath, picked up the letter delivered by the drift bottle, and read it.

The first few letters were all written by Lao Wang. Regarding the recent development of human society, there is actually nothing interesting about it. Zhang Ming has already learned about it through the radio, and he has also made it clear to Lao Wang through the Gaia consciousness link.

But the latter one was actually written by my younger sister, which is actually quite rare, because my younger sister usually doesn't bother to write letters.

In Zhang Ming's impression, the younger sister...is still a girl?

Forget it, forget about it.

Who doesn't like a little girl in her teenage years? The face is full of collagen, the black hair is beautiful, and occasionally there is a hint of silly innocence.

When Lao Zhang was in Turtle Island, he occasionally recalled his youth, like a little girlfriend, a girl at the same table, a math teacher, etc...

I remember one time, he took his older sister to the cinema to watch a movie, but her homeroom teacher saw him, mistook him for a puppy love, immediately raised his eyebrows, Barabara criticized him, and spat all over the place.

That feeling... is pretty cool! !

Don't ask why it's cool, when the head teacher knows the truth, it's cool to show that expression like constipation!

As for the younger sister in the aunt period, Lao Zhang himself doesn't miss him very much.

On the contrary, he is more interested in his little niece...

Of course, even the niece is not interested in it now. After all, once the children are beyond the age of kindergarten and have their own thoughts, it will become more and more boring.

And when I get older, I don't feel any intimacy anymore. There is not much difference between my niece and the school girl passing by the road.

"By the way, what's the name of that female classmate who likes me very much... It's a pity that I had a girlfriend at that time, and I rejected her kindness."

"I should have stepped on two boats at that time!!"

Zhang Ming thought about it for a long time, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and finally coughed heavily to cover up the fact that he was alone.

"Brother, hello!"

"Today is the time to send letters again. On a whim, I want my daughter to write you a letter. After all, she is also a student party in high school. Even if her academic performance is average, it should be no problem to write a letter to my uncle, right? "

"She didn't want to write. The reason is mainly laziness."

"Letting a female high school student write an 800-word composition is like going to jail. She is so lazy, she doesn't do any housework, and is just as lazy as you!"

"But the more important reason is that she doesn't have any special impression of you. She has her own friends and her own life. An uncle who has never met and never met, naturally it is impossible for her to have too much emotion. Intimacy."

"So I have a question, why didn't I write to you a few years ago? It seems that I haven't written to you for more than ten years, has my family relationship faded?"

"I am 44 years old this year, and I am no longer a young girl, but an aunt who is gradually losing shape. I began to envy youth and 18-year-old girls."

"When you left my sight, I was really 18 years old. At that time, I was still thinking, after the college entrance examination, I would get some money from my brother to buy a mobile phone, a bag, and then a nice dress, and then another dress."

"You don't know that I didn't have a hundred yuan in my hand at that time, so I wanted a rich big brother to cover me!"

"I think about it every day, every day I think about you hurrying to make money and make a fortune, and then reward your poor sister who has no money!"

"But what about the final result... My wish has not been fulfilled, and you are still in a state of being out of contact. Maybe, you are already hanging in a corner where no one cares about... The sea of ​​​​devil gods, I have never in this life. Get involved, and in the distant future, you shouldn’t get involved.”

"It's impossible for me to think about those weird things now. Chai, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea occupy every day of my life. I miss my youth and those interesting thoughts in the past, but I just miss it. I don't want to put into any practice."

"Fortunately, my daughter has finally grown up, and the days are slowly becoming free, which is enough for a middle-aged old aunt to feel a little bit about life."

"So today, I was sitting in the office, basking in the sunlight coming in through the glass window, drinking afternoon tea, and started thinking wildly again."

"What do I want?"

"I don't seem to want anything. My parents are getting old, but they are still in good health. Both daughters have mediocre grades. If they don't ask for a class transition, they can accept it. This guy, Lu Tuyu, may be trying to make up for the regrets of his youth." , I recently became obsessed with playing games, which is also very good, and I must have a hobby when I am almost fifty years old."

"What do I want? I seem to be very happy now."

"But in daydreaming situations, there's always something bad going on."

"I thought of some things about life and death. Happiness is always short-lived, and people can't avoid parting."

"As the strongest uncle in another world, you should be able to live for a long time, but we are just ordinary people with a limited lifespan."

"When you come back here, we may not be here anymore. What a painful thing for you."

"So I bought a ginkgo tree and planted it in the courtyard of the community. It is said that this tree can live for 1,000 years. You can always come back within 1,000 years, let alone you are still wandering in the Sea of ​​Demon Gods!... Let This ginkgo tree replaces us and waits for you to come back, after all there is still life waiting for you, isn’t it?”

"My husband still laughed at me, the girl's heart started to sprout, and she started going crazy!"

"Haha, as a middle-aged aunt, I did something inexplicable on a rare whim, and even wrote you a letter. In fact, I was still a little sad, and I was talking nonsense."

"We will always have a sad day. But at 44 years old, I am happy today, without worries, although with a subtle sadness, like an adolescent girl who always hopes for a boy Save them, even if you can't even explain why."

"So, I recorded this strange day and shared it with you."

"I remember that ginkgo tree. When you come back, you may be able to pick the ginkgo fruit. Time is like flowing water. After thousands of years, what will you do if you are still alive? Blood relationship? Human civilization? Friends? In the endless In front of time and space, what is there to be nostalgic for? Actually, I am quite curious, but I dare not imagine."

"Best regards, sister who will always be 18 years old."

"Maybe next year I won't be bothered to write to you again."

"Accept this year's family portrait!"

On the family portrait, there is still Zhang Ming's image, which was uploaded directly. The relatives are smiling like flowers, and the faces in the memory have long since become old, leaving only faint memory traces.

"Yeah, what kind of mood will I be in a thousand years later?"

"Ten thousand years from now, if I'm still alive, what should I care about?"

Suddenly, Zhang Ming couldn't breathe, his mind went blank, and he couldn't describe the slightest bit of this problem.

He thought of the setting in the novel about cultivating immortals, in which the protagonist abandons his family and goes to the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate immortals. When he read the novel, he felt that this was normal, and that people would not be killed for themselves.

But if you really have a very long life, you must think about what it means to be "alive".

It would be too sad if it doesn't make sense.

The lights were turned off, and the room was pitch black.

Zhang Ming's eyesight is very good, even if there is no light, he has a night vision function, but at this moment, he can't see anything clearly.

He just lay there, looking at the ceiling in silence.

Is there anything worth crying about? Was bitten by a monster? Is it difficult to travel? Was it threatened by the demon god? Is it the pain of being poisoned?

Or... parting?

Maybe my sister sensed something on a whim and said goodbye to him in advance, or maybe it was a not-so-good coincidence.

Anyway, this may be the last letter from the family.

...

"There's no need to be too sad, isn't there still broadcasting?" Zhang Ming comforted himself with a smile, "Maybe we'll be able to leave the abyss soon, and then drive back to the earth in the boat presented by Honggang people!"

This rubbed his eyes, sighed slightly, and continued to read the next letter.

It was written to him by Li Xianfeng.

Comrade Li Xianfeng, who is in his eighties, has already reached the age of retirement, but he still insists on his post and broadcasts news every day.

On boring and lonely nights, Comrade Lao Li broadcast all kinds of boring scientific and technological knowledge, which helped Zhang Ming pass the long time.

I have to admit that learning is a way to stay rational, especially when you are alone, you have to find something to do.

Even the Honggang people collectively consume their energy through crazy labor and don't think about it.

"Old Zhang, hello, I'm Li Xianfeng."

"In recent years, my physical fitness has declined severely. I have resigned most of my jobs. I only need to broadcast the news every day. It is rare for me to be free."

"Suddenly free, there is always a wonderful sense of emptiness. Looking back on the past 80 years, it seems that there is no achievement worthy of being remembered in history. This is the case in a person's life, and obscurity is the norm."

"Maybe it's because I'm getting older, I always like to recall my youth, the time when I was full of passion."

"At that time there was nothing but the future; but now we have everything but no future."

"It's nice to be young!"

"So I was thinking, what should I do if I have another life and have the opportunity to restart my life?"

Zhang Ming frowned slightly. In fact, Li Xianfeng had mentioned this question cryptically in past broadcasts.

As a scientific researcher, Li Xianfeng has mentioned it once, but now he has proposed it a second time, that is...

He really has this kind of "ability"!

Zhang Ming suddenly became interested, and there were many, many associations in his mind...

He continued to read the letter.