"Uh... what is that?" Clyde was a little confused for a moment.

"This allusion is that Zhuang Zhou had a dream. He dreamed that he was a butterfly, flying everywhere. When he woke up, he felt lost and felt that the dream was very real, and even felt that it was the real self. But now the self in human body,

Just living in a butterfly’s dream.”

"This allusion means that the world in your dreams may be the world you really live in. And the world you think you live in is just a dream of you in the real world. It is impossible to tell."

Mei Hong's tone paused. Then he continued.

"That dream may be a nightmare. Maybe it is a dream that is too beautiful to escape the cruel reality. In this dream, nothing has happened yet. Your family, friends, and lovers are all still there, living a wonderful life with you.

Daily life…

"...In dreams, even if disaster is destined to happen, there is still room for recovery. But in reality, there is often no second chance. What is lost is lost forever. It will never come back.

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"Of course, it may be the same as Zhuang Zhou thought. You are actually not a human being."

"Then it could be that he saw himself in his previous life, right?" Clyde asked with great interest.

Mei Hong: "Of course."

Clyde: "Then...Mei Hong, what animal do you want to be in your last life?"

Mei Hong: "People."

Clyde: "...I asked the animals."

Mei Hong: "Humans are also animals."

Clyde: "Exclude people!"

Mei Hong: "It means demons, mythical beasts and so on are also excluded, right?"

Clyde: "That's for sure..."

Mei Hong: "Well...then I want to be a magic book."

Clyde: "You're hopeless..."

Clyde: "Now I have reason to suspect that you have some unspeakable thoughts in avoiding this question!"

Mei Hong: "Ha. Just kidding. I probably want to be a seagull. I can fly freely in the sky."

Clyde: "I thought it was because you wanted some fries..."

Mei Hong: "You can also have this."

Mei Hong: "So, although it's weird to discuss the past life instead of the next, it's your turn - what do you want to be?"

Clyde: "Uh, alpaca?"

Interesting woman.

He actually wants to be a fool.

In fact, this is also considered a mythical beast on the Chinese Internet.

But mentioning this to her now would only make Clyde start asking a hundred thousand questions. So Mei Hong chose to keep his mouth shut.

"Do you like alpacas?" Mei Hong asked calmly.

Clyde: "Yes! Alpacas are so cute!"

Mei Hong: "Alpacas are really cute. It would be even cuter if they didn't spit."

Mei Hong: "When Wu Lili went to the zoo, she could ride an alpaca. As a result, I got sprayed with grass juice even if I tried to touch it."

Clyde: "Maybe it's because you are too fierce...Animals can easily feel people's malice." Mei Hong: "I am usually more serious at most, not fierce at all."

Clyde: "Really? It's hard to believe..."

Mei Hong: "It's true. I'm very popular with cats."

Clyde: "...Is it because you always smell like a cat lady?"

Mei Hong: "Maybe."

Clyde: "Speaking of cat girls... I remembered that there was a gentleman in the Senate who also served as a lifelong justice, and his wife was said to be the cat lady.

Mei Hong: "It's not surprising. But marrying a monster will attract a lot of criticism."

Clyde: "It doesn't matter, he is highly respected."

Clyde: "By the way, this judge is an immigrant. His ancestral home is in England. He also studied law there. He also has a habit of breaking the tip of his pen after signing a death sentence!"

Clyde: "Many domestic judges did not have this habit before, and they were led to do so by him."

Mei Hong: "Why do you do this?"

Clyde: "Because it's a sin to take away a person's life?"

Clyde: "So break the nib of the pen that writes the verdict and throw it away."

Mei Hong: "Oh, I just want to put aside the relationship, right?"

Mei Hong: "It's just the pretentious Madonna fantasy of the Abolitionists."

Clyde: "Huh? Why do you say that?"

Mei Hong: "Because this idea is extremely hypocritical and is just an escape. It is the judge's decision that takes away life, not the pen."

Mei Hong: "If you feel guilty, then break the tip of the pen. Will the guilt be transferred to the pen? How is it different from stabbing someone and saying, 'It's not me, but a soldier'? The pen can't do it on its own."

Mei Hong: "If he is really so intolerant of the death penalty, he shouldn't do this kind of work in a country with the death penalty."

Clyde: "But... even if it is for just reasons to deprive a prisoner of his life, it is still a very sinful thing? This must be right, right?"

Mei Hong: "As an ordinary person, it is understandable that he would think this way when faced with whether to deprive his life. But as a judge, he cannot use secular standards to evaluate. This idea is half-hearted."

Mei Hong: "The reason why I feel guilty is that I lack a sense of mission. This should be called doing justice for heaven. You can even set the pen as a special purpose, and use a special pen to sign signatures when there is a death penalty. In this way, after hundreds of

It can ward off evil spirits every year, and maybe it can even be used as a holy relic."

Mei Hong: "I even think that every time a death sentence is signed, a gold-plated mark can be made on the pen as a killing mark. When this glorious pen is full of marks, it will be offered in the museum. It will be displayed next to the pen.

The crime records of the prisoners who were sentenced to death with it are for everyone to look at."

Clyde: "Uh. Isn't this a bit too cruel..."

Clyde: "And I think it's just a habit for judges to do this kind of thing, right? It's not as serious as you said..."

Mei Hong: "Really? I don't think so. I just think this kind of judge is unqualified."

Clyde: "But abandoning the occult angle, how about just breaking the pen tip as a ritual to comfort yourself? People always need to be at ease."

Mei Hong: "I can understand many ritual behaviors that have no practical meaning, but I don't think a judge should use this method to reassure himself, because it will affect the fairness of the judgment."

Mei Hong: "For this kind of person, I think he will try his best to give all cases a light sentence, so as not to have the pressure of making a death sentence. Then some damn scum will escape."

Clyde: "But a qualified judge should do that kind of ritual act while maintaining a fair verdict?"

Mei Hong: "I don't deny that there will be that kind of judges, but in my opinion the number is negligible."
Chapter completed!