Chapter 869 Why do I like flowers that will die if picked?
Chapter 869 Why do I like flowers that will die if picked?
"...That's enough. I want to pick some ice flowers; they'll be useful when I get home. Did I tell you? This flower has incredibly powerful elemental energy..."
Norlinxi's mind was filled with thoughts about this flower, both its beautiful appearance and its usefulness.
"Yes, I'll take more with me. I want some seeds... Mom, can this kind of flower produce seeds?"
This is the first time Bruno Linshi has seen this kind of flower. He doesn't know if it has seeds. Some flowers don't have seeds. Does this flower have seeds?
"Well... to be honest, I don't know either... I tried looking for the seeds of this flower but I couldn't find them... but I think there are always people in this world who can't find things using conventional methods... just like I never imagined that butterflies could fly thousands of meters into the air..."
In life, there will always be things we haven't discovered or understood. It's easy for others to think we lack knowledge. But what exactly constitutes knowledge?
"Hmm... I'll take more Ice Flowers with me; maybe I can find the seeds..."
“Then it contains hope, to go down the path you believe is right… This is what I once wanted to say to myself, and now I’m saying it to you, my child.” Bruno looked at his mother, who was squatting on the ground, carefully holding a flower in her hand, picking the flower, and kissing it.
The feeling of liking someone makes the other person love them back. Gently kissing the flowers is like kissing a child's face...
A mother truly loves this fragile life, this life that seems to have already died...
What value does something like this have?
“…They’re already dead. The flowers die the moment they’re picked…We all understand that…Mother…”
“You would never have said these things before… They’ve already reached the end of their lives once they’re picked.”
This is something that cannot be changed; it is something that was destined from the very beginning—life ends in an instant.
"...So...why does Mom love such fragile life?" Bruno asked this question seriously for the first time. Why?
"Because some lives are born in tragedy, and are sublimated through death... When a flower is picked, it dies, but the flower's life... or rather, the day it truly blooms, has just begun..."
Norlinxi kissed the cool flower once more.
Like lovers in the throes of passion... no, like lovers who have been together for over a decade, sharing joys and sorrows...
Those eyes always held an exceptionally deep emotion when they looked at the flowers…
“My mother’s life was like being born from death… I’ve learned about her past; her life was full of pain, and many times, conventionally speaking, it should have been filled with the scent of death, but she survived…”
"Yes, I survived... This is life. When everyone realizes that life is only given to us once, the second life truly begins..."
Life is short and can disappear easily. Only when people understand this does the true length of life begin.
"...So only those who survive are truly alive?"
"Yes, you're getting smarter and smarter, my child. Only those who survive and have almost died can truly understand the preciousness of life..."
Only when you are close to death can you feel the thirst for life.
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