When it gets dark, people will wake up.

If people don't wake up, you can't say it's not dawn, because it always gets bright. Why don't people wake up when it gets bright? Because people don't have to wake up.

The sound of thumping footsteps echoed in Chang Yufeng's mind. He was groggy, his eyelids were always fighting, and he couldn't lift them up no matter how hard he tried.

He only heard the sound at the top of the stairs. It was a very vague sound. He was so vague that he didn't even know if it was really making a sound or if it was the original sound in his head.

"Why did you come back alone? Where is your brother?" That was Emina's voice, but I could only hear her voice... Because why did Chang Yufeng want to wake herself up, but she was always unable to do so...

It's like being blindfolded by someone else and you can't see anything.

"No...I'll bring some water..." Erica took a large glass bottle and filled it with water.

The sound of water gurgling into the bottle is also so familiar... It's like my five senses are several times more sensitive and I can hear it...

He was going to take a good rest for a few minutes, so that he would feel better and not be as lethargic as he was now.

"Don't run around, you know? Did your dad bring you the cryolite?"

"Bring it..."

It was thumping again, it should be Erica going upstairs.

"It's strange...I slept for so long..." Erica picked up her bag and put it on her body, then stomped downstairs.

I haven’t felt like this for a long time...

Exhausted...

Stay up all night...

Relying on the blessing of spiritual power, my previous state did not require much sleep, and I could even go for days and nights without long rest...

It would be fine if I squinted for a while, but now I am so tired... I guess it is difficult to be energetic even if I get up...

My physical condition is so bad, I really don't think I can do better.

He tried to open his eyes, his right eyelid and left eyelid were twitching violently, tears were flowing out, it was really uncomfortable, Chang Yufeng sighed unconsciously, and then closed his eyes, the tears were flowing down, and there was a feeling of cut off little nails.

The feeling of being stuck in the eyes is unbearable and stinging.

"Mom! I'm leaving!" Erica's voice faded away, and Chang Yufeng tried to open his eyes again...

This time was not as difficult as the last time. Instead, he opened his eyes all of a sudden and looked at the ceiling and Erica's ferocious bear. He got up and felt dizzy and even nauseated...

His unexpected retching made his brain instantly congested with blood, his face turned red, and he couldn't retching, causing him to cough violently...

"Ahem...what...ahem...situation?" Chang Yufeng coughed and punched his chest, trying to alleviate the situation. At least he felt a little better, but his complexion was not as bad as usual...

The flushed face just now was not too scary at all...but now it turned yellow again. This horrible feeling was not ordinary horror. If I really wanted to say it, I thought I was almost going to get over it and die.

He touched his neck, trying to smooth his throat. Touching his hot throat, he slid his hand downwards one by one. The pain in his throat was no longer so intense. He cleared his throat, and then held on to his hand.

Holding his groggy head, he held the table with his hands and jumped down. However, what surprised him was that he almost fell down during the jump and was about to fall to the floor. Fortunately, he caught the stool in time.

The legs will not fall off...

In such a state, it is like a person who is seriously ill, and his condition is getting worse and worse. He seems to be in a situation that he doesn't know why. Is it just because he stayed up late?

Did just staying up late make my condition so bad? Or is there some disease in me?

Do you need to take a look?

To be honest, he has never been sick, because the blessing of spiritual power can strengthen himself. In addition, he is young and strong, and it is difficult to get sick... Even so, when he sees others getting sick, he is sick.

This way, he is as weak as a baby...or even worse.

Now, things are different from the past... His weakness is visible to the naked eye, and his symptoms are beginning to appear...

The door was not closed, so he held on to the wall and went downstairs. Everything was not so beautiful. The twisted stairs made him really not sure whether he should go down.

"Oh... the lamb... there is no food... the summoned beasts probably don't eat grass... I'll go see if there are any cookies..." Emina was cleaning the table, and Chang Yufeng happened to come down.

After wiping, he took off his apron and put it on the hanger.

Chang Yufeng didn't have the strength to answer... He held one hand on the wall and the other on his forehead, and suddenly lay down on the table.

"Oh, what's wrong? Are you sick? Caught a cold?" Emina stretched out her hand to lift his head and asked with the back of her hand.

This movement was very fast. Chang Yufeng's eyes were drooped and his eyelids were fighting. Although it seemed to Emina that he was open, his state looked like he was asleep...

"So hot!" Emina took the back of her hand back in surprise: "I'm going to see if there is any medicine... Erica is such a child... I knew she couldn't take care of her well..."

"No... it's my... own problem..." Chang Yufeng couldn't even touch his hot forehead... Maybe it was because his brain had completely lost control... Now he just wants to sleep...

"Summoned beasts are no different from humans... If they get sick, it will be very troublesome..." Amy hurriedly entered the room, mumbling: "It would be nice if I was here... I went out yesterday..."

I really feel a little sorry..."

Chang Yufeng couldn't say anything else, her head hit her arm in a daze, and she had a headache, even accompanied by invisible fever...

Chang Yufeng thought that if he got sick, it might be a lucky thing...

Now, I am no longer a super powerful spiritual power user, but a guy who can catch colds and get sick...

This is more suitable for my cowardly character... I can't say that I am greedy for life or fear of death, but I may protect myself better... After all, life is too fragile...

When you know this, you will be more cautious and less arrogant when doing things...

How important is it to cherish your own life and protect yourself, but how difficult it is?

Compared with innocent disasters and other people's disasters, there may be more times when one's own destruction and indifference are the greatest harm...

Chang Yufeng had no more ideas... This headache was as hot as evaporating him, and his whole body was shaking unconsciously...

There is no other situation...

This is a good thing...

Emina came over with the medicine, and then quickly poured a glass of water. The medicine was a small spherical pill. She gently held Chang Yufeng's forehead, raised her head, and pressed the middle part of Chang Yufeng's mouth.

, although he is a sheep, he has a clear face. Chang Yufeng's body is very fat. His current state is more like a standing little man, and he looks fat because of his wool.

The rare wool on his face makes him look more and more like a villain...

But his appearance is still a little strange... If you don't count his paralyzed and loose appearance now, he usually looks more like a hair ball...

No one was winning the sheep, so Emina just grabbed his mouth above his mouth and below his nose, asking him to open his mouth. This pressing feeling was a bit painful, but fortunately, Chang Yufeng didn't care anymore...

"Drink water..." Emina stuffed the pills from the side, and then asked Chang Yufeng to drink water...

Maybe it’s because I feel it’s not good to grab his mouth and pout it... because it’s like a prisoner forcing him to drink water...

Chang Yufeng felt the pills in his mouth slowly dissolving... It was bitter sugar with a mint flavor... Of course it was not sugar, and it quickly dissolved in his mouth...

This forced Chang Yufeng to want to drink water. She felt weak and obviously much better. This was not because the medicine had taken effect, but because the bitterness and coolness of the mint made this wonderful feeling like a love and hate.

Tortured, he drank large gulps of water and dragged down the pills...

"Okay...it will be fine after a while..." Emina continued to put the back of her hand on Chang Yufeng's forehead, of course not because it would be fine so quickly, but because she needed to confirm whether it was this kind of disease...

"The fever is not serious..." Emina placed her other hand on her forehead, looked at her forehead and said, "I'll take out the quilt... That's where Erica and Jack slept when they were kids...

I'll go make some paving, and you can rest here for a while."

"Okay..." Chang Yufeng clearly felt a strange change, like a clear stream - it was definitely not the feeling of mint, but like cold water pouring into the whole body to reduce his fever.

My brain doesn't feel so obviously dizzy, but other feelings have not subsided, and I still feel weak...

I really can’t say it’s because of the quilt…

It's more like my own vulnerability...

Sometimes, he would also wonder if some demon king or some god was too powerful and he had no power to fight back... In fact, it was not the case. It was just that he was too weak. He took it for granted that he could fight through hard work, but there was no way at all.

See the gap in talent between yourself and them.

Not knowing enough about oneself does not mean giving in helplessly after seeing the gap, but rather failing to find one's own path after seeing the gap...

No matter how glorious the road others take, how prosperous they are, or even if they are not necessarily walked by themselves, it is also their road...

Instead of myself...

Regarding his own understanding, Chang Yufeng believed that he had a big deviation...

He wanted to live for himself...but he never thought about how to live for himself...just like last night, he was thinking about it all night long...and he didn't come up with a reason...even if he thought about it, he would be a little energetic.

When it comes to exciting ideas, I always lie on that bed and think about it...

Think about it, who wouldn’t think about it?

He also thought that he had saved, no, even given Lin'er a bright future, but that was always just thinking, living in a dream...

That's not what it should be...

My understanding of myself - a person with average qualifications - and a mediocre person who can only use drugs to suppress his talents - such a person who doesn't do anything very well - does things without any plan.

I think of people who come out as soon as possible - to put it nicely, they are cautious, to put it badly, they are people who are unwilling to understand other people - people who don't have the patience and confidence to give it a try - this is the kind of person

...These are some shortcomings...

It seems that people who are good for nothing but kindness may need to understand themselves better and understand what they should do next...

Or, how should we live for ourselves and think about the meaning of life...
To be continued...