After Jon had sat silently on the reef for a day and a night, an uninvited guest appeared.
Cinnabar had brought wine.
"I have a flask of wine, enough to soothe the weary, but I can't give it to everyone today. Why don't we drink together?"
"Why are you here?"
"Stephen said you weren't in a good state, so he wrote me a letter and told me the location."
Cinnabar looked Jon up and down and nodded lightly.
"He was right. Why are you in such a bad state?
Logically speaking, in your current state, other than finishing the rest of the things you need to do, is there anything else you need to worry about?
Don't tell me that you're thinking about denying me. I know it's definitely not because of him. At our current stage, Voldemort is just a jumping clown. He's just a tool for you to nurture a hero. He definitely won't let you worry about him. "
"You've said everything I wanted to say, what else do you want me to say?"
"Can't you be a little more gentle? It's like you haven't grown up yet, revealing your weakness in front of me. I haven't seen that side of you in a long time. This confident look of yours is really annoying. "
Jon fell silent, and then he squeezed his eyes.
"I'm sorry," he said to Cinnabar. "I don't know if it's because I've been wearing the mask for so long, but I seem to have forgotten how to show that side of me. So I'll just have to put up with this look. Even if it's annoying … Forget it, it's not a big problem."
Zhu Sha now completely believed Stephen's words.
Jon was not like many people in this world, but he was still human, and humans would be affected by their own emotions. Especially now, he must be thinking about a very serious problem, and this problem involved himself.
Cinnabar was a very smart person. She could see the conflict and distress hidden under Jon's calm exterior, and could understand that Jon didn't want to disturb others. But at this time, it wasn't as if everything would be fine just because he didn't want to.
"You still have a lot of things to do, don't be so easily depressed."
Chown poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. The wine tasted very spicy, but to him, this kind of taste stimulation didn't have much effect.
His power was enough to block out this kind of simple physiological stimulation.
But the effect of the wine on his nerves could not be dispelled.
"In this world, the most difficult thing to explain is not knowing. Not knowing what to do next, not knowing what kind of person I am, and not even knowing if our existence is real.
I used to think I understood this world, but in the end, my so-called understanding was only what I thought. "
"But you already know the true face of this world more than most people. At least you're closer to the true face of this world than them, right?
On the road to the truth, it is very difficult to get close to the truth, but you did it. "
"Is that so? Perhaps I did. I know the appearance of the magic world, the appearance of this world, the appearance of the world in my heart, but I have no way of telling myself that all of this can end here. I understand the troubles of this self-logic very well, but I have no way of saving myself from it. "
"This is why we appeared. The power of a single person is limited, you need the help of others."
Jon turned his head and looked at her with a serious expression. "But, how are you going to help me with my own problems?"
"Perhaps I'll take you to a psychiatrist?"
Zhusha made a joke that was not funny. "After all, what you have right now is not a physical illness."
"But with my current situation, even if you put a psychiatrist and a physiologist together, they still won't be able to cure me. This is a kind of negative attitude."
"Do you often do this?"
"I'm not sure. Perhaps you should ask Steven this question. I didn't have this problem before I started school, but I think I did once during school?"
Surprisingly, Jon's memories of this matter were not very clear. He seemed to have intentionally avoided this aspect of his memories.
It was actually quite easy to use the Magic Net to temporarily contact Steven.
"He does occasionally enter this state." Stephen's voice was not particularly clear, but Sheyan could hear what he was saying. "But I don't have any good ideas. After all, if I did, I wouldn't have called you over."
"Does he often enter this state?"
Zhusha asked.
"Yes, not often. I think it depends on the situation. Under normal circumstances, it happens once every year or so, but it doesn't last long.
However, it didn't last long, and he would heal on his own within a day or two.
The main thing is that he understands it himself, but this time is special. I think it is very likely related to the progress of his strength.
I haven't reached the same level of strength as you, so it's not very good to say what is so special about your level.
Perhaps it's because he saw something different that caused him to change like this? Can you try to use a different method to guide him? "
Zhusha was silent for a while, then hung up the communication between the two of them.
"Generally speaking, there are two ways to solve your current problem. The first is through external stimulation, but I can't do that because you … How should I put it? The fact that I can't beat you is quite embarrassing.
The second method is for me to help you solve the problem. After all, you've already explained your current problem very clearly. It's just that you don't know how to solve this problem, so now you're trapped inside. Since that's the case, why don't I help you find this person? "
"How can it be so easy to find him?
I've already looked for him. Although this person is definitely in China, if I can't find him, how can you find him?
I don't even know if his name is real or fake in my mind.
Forget it, don't worry about this matter. Let me wait here. Maybe I'll suddenly think of a solution. "
"Then I'll wait here with you. I have nothing to do anyway. I can also enjoy the results of your plan."
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