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Chapter IX 4. Soul vision

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    The city at night is like a forest of light, countless dreams and hidden stories are hidden in the light and shadow.

    Wang Ying loves to see this blurred light and shadow, they exist like music, making people daydream.

    Most of the bars on Bar Street are open until four o'clock in the morning, and the blues are open 24 hours a day.  Every time he works, he will come to the river to enjoy a pleasant night breeze and breathe the fragrance of various flowers and plants on the embankment.

    The river in the dark night flickers and echoes the city's immortal neon lights, just like a dream mirror, showing various visions of the soul.

    Tonight, Watson brought an Australian lady, Susan, who Wang Ying had met when he was in Kunming.  One spring night in Kunming, Susan excitedly told Wang Ying that she saw the light of God on his head.  She persuaded him to convert to Guido, and said to him repeatedly: "Eagle, the Lord has found you, and he is waiting for you!"

    Wang Ying always smiled.  Susan also gave him a "Bible", which he liked very much and often read in the middle of the night.

    "Eagle, we meet again." Susan, who was obviously fatter, hugged him and touched his face.

    Susan is a volunteer of an international environmental protection organization and a devout Christian.  Just like that spring night in Kunming, Susan once again talked to Wang Ying about God and the soul.

    "Eagle, believe me, you should take refuge in God, and you will get help from God."

    Wang Ying smiled: "I don't need God's help. If I don't play well and the guests don't like to listen, then God will never help me."

    Susan is very stubborn: "Eagle, I have a feeling that what I said to you in Kunming is also borrowing your Chinese words. You Chinese say 'Yuan'. I met you in Kunming, and now  See, this is 'destiny'. When I first met you, I felt that you were destined for God, and now this feeling is stronger. Really, you are destined for God."

    Wang Ying laughed: "Why? Why does Watson have a relationship with God, Jam has a relationship with God, you have a relationship with God, and I have a relationship with God?"

    What is fate?  Even religious interpretations are self-serving.  The word "Fate" should be interpreted by everyone, because it is related to life experience and life course, and different lives naturally have different experiences and feelings.

    Even though he is approaching middle age, Wang Ying still cannot tell what "Fate" is in his life.  If "fate" means meeting, then why do some encounters leave no traces, while others go deep into the heart and soul; countless encounters are just encounters, and some encounters are destined to affect a lifetime.  Therefore, he doesn't like this word, but prefers to use another word: looking for.  Life may be a process of searching, constantly looking for what you need, looking for some reason and meaning of existence.  Many times a person is in a state of numbness or confusion, but in fact he is still searching, but what he is looking for has not appeared.

    From the time he was a child to the age of sixteen, he was always looking for his mother.  When one day he suddenly felt that he was already a man walking between heaven and earth, he gave up this search.  After that, he searched for the meaning of his life, for the infinity and ultimate of art, and for the sounds of nature.  He is not afraid of wandering, every place is just a place, and he can still reach more places.  He knows that he is different from almost all modern people, and he also knows that some people respect him while others despise him. He doesn't care if he is classified as a wandering entertainer with wandering reporters, wandering literati, and wandering sex.  There are countless wanderers wandering for survival, dreams and desires, and then quickly end wandering.  He's not, and he's going to keep going.  His life is not drawing circles, let alone accumulating wealth.  Comparing one's own soul with wealth is the reason why modern people are increasingly materialized, and their souls are increasingly exhausted and suffocated.

    Every time his saxophone makes a sound, he is looking for it.

    He came to the south to find Ahab.  But before he was entrusted by Bumo, he already felt the throbbing in his heart, knowing that he was about to leave Yungui, the forest city, to go to a new place and embark on a new road.

    Susan mistook his state of silent contemplation for the realization that he was ready for conversion to God.  She stroked his head affectionately and said, "Dear Eagle, I brought you a "Bible". The one I gave you before must be gone, right? No wonder you have traveled so many places"  She took out a thick black book from her handbag, "Read it carefully, you will like it. The pastor of Wendelu Christian Church is an old friend of mine. I will take you to see him when you think it is appropriate."  .¡±

    Wang Ying said: "I haven't lost it, I've always carried it with me."

    Susan said: "You are really a good child of God, really, God is watching you!"

    Watson said on the side: "Eagle, Susan is so good to you, we are almost jealous."

    GodToo much strong spiritual power, or left a strong signal.  "

    "Oh, very imaginative. Do you think the spirit can leave signals, or messages?"

    She did not answer his question.  She said: "I see what you are still thinking. Although the person has returned, the soul has not yet come out. Come on, tell me, what are you thinking?"

    She always has this ability to make correct judgments on other people's thoughts, and immediately break through the barrier between them and her, making people have the desire to tell her.

    While drinking the strong tea she brewed, he told her his thoughts about God and the soul.

    "Isn't God just a kind of wish, a kind of love? Lead us up Women also lead us up. All the love and wishes that lead us up, even poetry, can be God in our hearts."

    Rou Sang smiled without saying a word.

    If she had to answer, she would say, "I want you to give me your soul, and I give you mine. And you, you are my God, and I will follow you up!"

    She looked at him with a smile, didn't speak, and didn't answer his questions.

    The corners of her mouth were pursed slightly, her eyes were gentle, her smile was charming and playful.

    In the night light, the smile is both meaningful and innocent.

    Is it Mona Lisa's smile?  No, this smile is pure, yet it is like a soft, sweet dream that never melts.

    Could it be that she is his God?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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