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"I thought about this question before." Evan Bell spoke while enjoying his red wine braised lamb chops, as if they were talking about a normal issue, not a profound question of life and death. "If life suddenly ended when youth is at its peak, it was like a proud summer flower, but suddenly withered a night of wind and rain, what would I do? Regret, unwillingness, anger, pain, irony, discouragement, despair... Maybe it would be."

Evan Bell remembered that when he was just reborn, he was only thirty years old and died in a car accident. If he had not won the chance to be reborn, then maybe he would have been frustrated, lonely, and resentful. Thinking about the first three years after his rebirth, it was the most true portrayal. Because he squandered his thirty years of life, but achieved nothing; because he had been living for others but lost himself, but ended up having nothing; because his life had just gotten on the right track and had not yet ushered in the blooming world, it was suddenly interrupted. It was a day that was unbearable to look back on, the whole world seemed to be black and white, the chaos in his head destroyed all hope, and the most terrifying thing in life was that there was no hope, because it would make all the light be covered up, and then destroy everything quietly.

Although the knife and fork in Steve Jobs' hand did not stop moving, the frequency of his hands could not help but slow down. He quietly listened to Evan Bell's simple but vivid words. It is hard to imagine that Evan Bell, a young man who is under thirty years old, seems to have lived for a whole century, seeing through the troubles of the world, and every word is so light and fluent. It seems to be without any weight, but the deep meaning of it makes the heart press on a mountain, heavy and hard, making people unable to breathe.

"But I thought about it carefully, why are there so many negative emotions? You must know that from the moment we were born, the ending was destined. Death was waiting for us to approach, but this journey was long and short. So why do we still regret, unwilling, angry, or even despair even when we knew the ending?" Evan Bell said this. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Many people think that their life journey is too short, but I think that in the final analysis, they are dissatisfied with their own life. They think that their life has not yet reached their goal. They think that their life can be more colorful and their life can be more wonderful and rich. Therefore, life is never measured by length, but by width and thickness."

"This is back to your question just now, you die young. God is fair. He gives you some wealth, and maybe you have to take away equivalent chips as a transaction. So God is jealous of talented people, and many geniuses die early." Evan Bell said this. He looked at Steve Jobs meaningfully, but the old fox in front of him avoided his eyes a little embarrassedly, as if he was unwilling to admit that he was the genius in Evan Bell's mouth. Even in a powerful person, he was still powerless in the face of death.

"I don't know what others think. If I leave this world now, I will be afraid and sad, because I am about to leave my beloved family, but I will not regret or be unwilling, because I enjoy every moment of my life, and I don't think I have any regrets that have not been realized. Life is like a summer flower, and I think I live a happy and happy life in this life, which is enough. So, I will leave this world quietly and peacefully without regrets."

Evan Bell's words made Steve Jobs fall into silence. The issue of life and death is a mysterious philosophical topic. Even after thousands of years, everyone still has their own unique view on life and death. Among these countless views, none of them is absolutely correct, but it is just that it suits them. Evan Bell's words just touched Steve Jobs and had a lot of feelings.

Neither of them spoke, only the crisp sound of the light collision of knife and fork and porcelain whispered in his ears. Evan Bell knew that Steve Jobs was still in a low mood recently, and the pain caused by repeated illnesses was beyond the reach of those who had not experienced it, so he talked to himself about such a heavy topic.

But in the end, Steve Jobs is so proud, and Evan Bell’s relationship with him can only be considered a friend. Evan Bell has no position and no need to "seriously" advise Steve Jobs to tell his own point of view in detail, which is all Evan Bell can do as a friend.

The originally lively dining table cooled down in an instant, but the two of them didn't feel embarrassed. They were more like enjoying their own lunch alone, but there was an invisible comfort flowing slowly.

Evan Bell looked at Steve Jobs in front of him, a giant who changed the lifestyle of people all over the world, but at this time he looked very tired, just like the kind Uncle Sam, the next neighbor, with gray temples and colorful eyebrows, and the traces of time were quietly covered with his forehead and corners of his eyes.

In fact, Steve Jobs is only fifty-five years old this year, but after removing the image of a strong businessman in front of the flash, he seems to be more than a round older than his actual age. Evan Bell knew that Steve Jobs died in his previous life at the age of fifty-six, and it was getting closer and closer to the arrival of this day, but many things have changed in this life. For example, Heath Ledger did not die young like in his previous life. So will Steve Jobs' fate change? Evan Bell hopes that the answer is yes, but it is just a wish. He does not have the ability to change his fate against the will of heaven.

Evan Bell put down the tableware in her hand, took out the carbon pen she carried with her from her pocket, picked up the coaster on the table and started writing. Steve Jobs noticed Evan Bell's movement and was stunned for a moment, but in the end he didn't say anything, just watched quietly, shifting his attention to Evan Bell.

Evan Bell recorded it for not long, only about seven minutes before and after. Steve Jobs looked at the dense handwriting on the coaster, "Inspiration?"

Evan Bell smiled and nodded, "You know, the artist's quirk." He put the pen back in his top pocket, but the coaster didn't put it away, just put it on the table. "What are the plans for the next time? I heard last time that you were developing the iPad2?"

Steve Jobs knew that Evan Bell was intentionally turning the topic back to work, and he accepted Evan Bell's kindness and continued with a smile. The two of them returned to the normal conversation before, as if nothing had happened just now.

Although there was a small episode in the middle, the lunch was quite pleasant as always. Before leaving, Evan Bell handed the coaster next to Steve Jobs, "My little gift. A formal gift, I will have to wait for a while, I hope you like it."

Steve Jobs seemed not to have expected that Evan Bell's inspiration was actually a gift to him, and unexpectedly took the coaster, "Poetry?"

"I'm not Shakespeare." Evan Bell's answer made Steve Jobs laugh.

After Evan Bell said goodbye, Steve Jobs sat down at the dining table again, opened the two coasters in his hand, and read it carefully. This is a lyrics titled "If.i.die.young". Steve Jobs only looked at one beginning and fell into a long silence.

"If I die young (if.i.die.young), bury me in silk, let me lie on a bed covered with roses, and sink me into the river at dawn, and send me off with words from love songs.

Lord, please let me turn into a rainbow, I want to shine on my mother, and when she stands under my colorfulness, she will know that I am safe. Life is not always as dark as you expected, even though she buried her children. In a moment, I have lived enough time.

If I die young, please bury me in silk and let me lie on a bed covered with roses. At dawn, sink me into the river and send me off with the words and phrases from love songs. In a moment, I have lived enough time.

I will walk into your kingdom in pure white clothes, as green as the ring on my cold fingers. I have never felt the tenderness of a woman. When she holds my hand, it should feel very beautiful. There is a girl in this town who said she will love me forever, but who knows that she will always be separated by heaven and man. In a moment, the sharp blade of life, I have lived enough time.

So put on your best clothes, I will also tie my tie, and I finally accomplished what I never did. I want to buy my thoughts for a penny, oh no, my bid is a dollar, and when I become the dead they will be more valuable, maybe then you will really understand the songs I sing, and people will start listening after you die, how ridiculous it is.

If I die young, please bury me in silk and let me lie on the bed covered with roses. At dawn, sink me into the river and send me off with the words and phrases of love songs. The songs of doves always bring peace and love to hold your tears, put them in your pockets, and keep them well until you really need them. The sharp blade of life in a moment, I have lived enough time, please put on your best clothes, and I will also tie my tie."

Steve Jobs closed his eyes, and in the endless darkness in his sight, there seemed to be a little light of water vapor dancing lightly, and a colorful light appeared in the water vapor, making the infinite black become moving. However, the surging inside could not be calmed down, and the beautiful words and sentences as beautiful as sonnets flowed slowly in the heart.

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