Reborn: I'm Really Not Digging for Coal

The extremely delicate emotional flow, in the words of the author, is like seeing flames ignite the deep sea. In fact, when I first watched it, I was not very interested in the characters of the two protagonists. Even because Yan Ze is too flammable and explosive, I actually don't have much feelings about it. However, the author's writing is very delicate and reasonable, and he completely achieves it from Xu Hao's perspective. However, Xu Hao does not understand the boy's thoughts, but from his perspective, we can fully understand Yan Ze's mental journey, his struggles and desires, awkwardness and expectations, and the chaos of a man who does not understand the lover's secret love. The most amazing thing is that when I looked at the back, I found that I was the one who was deceived by the perspective. At the front, I thought Xu Hao failed to understand, but later I realized that I failed to understand them. In Xu Hao's heart, the profound emotions and experiences he had with Yan Ze in his previous life were actually deeply imprinted in his heart. In fact, his deliberate indifference and neglect in this life is precisely because his previous life was so beautiful, but in the end it was so absurd. When he decided to stay away, we didn't know that they had experienced the madness of weightless falling at high altitudes with their wingless bodies, and they had agreed to grow old in the rarely inhabited New Zealand grasslands. During countless journeys, there were only the two of them in the world. In his previous life, Yan Ze was the most important person to him besides his family. In fact, I think if Yan Ze did not lose control and did that kind of thing, but was willing to speak out, then I think Xu Hao would still prefer Yan Ze in the end, because he had already unconsciously integrated Yan Ze's life with his own. No matter what kind of tomorrow you should be by my side, part of his heart and soul had already been given to Yan Ze. It's a pity that the overly intense fire caused an explosion accident in the most unbearable way, leaving both people physically and mentally injured. And when I came back to ruminate on those past experiences, I realized that it was very unusual for someone like Xu Hao to decide to turn a blind eye to Yan Ze's distance but could not insist on turning a blind eye. When Yan Ze felt wronged and cried, he always gave in and softened his heart. This is already very unusual. Who else can do this to Xu Hao? You remember everything you spent with him vividly, even the details. Every word, every expression will never be forgotten, even when you are the most angry. So I don't understand. Just like the iceberg theory, I see your contradictions, conflicts, and quarrels. Two people who are also very protective and possessive compete with each other. But the more you hug, kiss, hold hands, the tacit understanding and tacit understanding of each other's smiles, the wantonness of praying for the end of the day together without talking about tomorrow, the journey of two people traveling around the world between heaven and earth, and the affection in every glance, are beyond my imagination. So Yan Ze understands you. You are the only spark in his endless darkness, the fire that can light up his life. You are his Mr. Byron. When I was watching The Tutor, I remembered that Skylark once said in it that it is precisely because of the sky that clouds can roam freely. The same is true for Yan Ze. If the spark cannot light the candle, it will eventually burn out. Mr. Byron, the entire painter's episode right up to the end, and even the episode with the last two people, is a blast. Too hot and sincere emotions make the adult world seem so dirty. Even though Xu Hao was so heartbroken in his last life that he locked himself in love (so I said you didn't realize how important Yan Ze was to you and how much you cared about him.), He was still burned by this hot emotion. No one would not stop for such gorgeous idealism and romanticism, not to mention that both this person and the emotion itself had a fatal attraction for Xu Hao. Therefore, in Xu Hao's eyes, Yan Ze himself is Mr. Byron, aloof and rebellious, contemptuous of everything; melancholic and contradictory, fatally tragic; charming and mysterious, with a mysterious past; full of passion, contempt for authority, with both lofty ideals and a tendency to destroy. So Mr. Byron, how could you be swallowed by the abyss? More than 10 years ago, that lonely ship drifting in the sea has long been docked. The darkness that almost suffocates you already has a candle, and the lighter is in your hand. Light it, why not? Mr. Byron. Open your eyes, your Mr. Byron is calling you. Xu Haozhen, if you tell him: "You will marry Yan Ze.", He will definitely be shocked and tell you not to talk nonsense. But if you tell him: "You want to be the most important person to each other for the rest of your life. You can wear different clothes and live in the same house. All living habits, interests and hobbies are indistinguishable between you and me, or they are originally shared by two people. You must carefully prepare each other's birthdays every year and accompany each other to celebrate their birthdays. You must continue to carry out the plan of traveling around the world with each other every year. There is only one thing between the world and the world." We have each other; when we are gray-haired and old, we will go to New Zealand to graze sheep and become neighbors. We will still fight and laugh as we did when we were young; you must respect him, accompany him, protect him, help him overcome the darkness, spend the spring, summer, autumn and winter with him, and never leave him." Then Xu Hao must have answered with a smile: Of course, will there be other developments? May lovers last forever, Mr. Byron and his Mr. Byron. Finally, I would like to post a part of the whole article that I like very much. I would like to thank the author for writing the story. The two of them were indeed more relaxed abroad and didn't know anyone around them. Yan Ze walked on the left side of Xu Hao, putting his arm on his shoulder. He suddenly raised his left hand and said to Xu Hao, "I didn't say anything when you asked me that day. In fact, the meaning of this sentence is very simple. I belong to you." He showed him the small French phrase on the ring finger of his left hand, Allumer la bougie, encircled by a ring and with distinct phalanges. Someone had a low voice and said love words as if no one else was watching, "Look, it says I will love you, always and forever." There were clouds covering his eyes, and the blue sky was revealed again. When Xu Hao heard this, he turned his head and kissed him, and said, "Let's go back." The pair of metal rings shone brightly in the cloudy sunlight, like two shell casings that had melted and fallen. At one time, Xu Hao's concept of intimacy had many words associated with it. He also thought that the pace of his life was to move forward in a straight line. Until fate was forced to pause twice, and he saw the same person's eyes. When the man looked at him, there was no past, no future, only this day of eternal life. Tomorrow is one of the concepts this person dislikes talking about the most. He accepts a person's feelings, violent, gentle, and desperate. Since then all the building blocks of intimacy have been broken. Destiny left only two people like embers. From now on, there will be no tomorrow.

——Comment on "Rebirth: Really Don't Dig Coal" When I first clicked on the name "Rebirth: True Don't Dig Coal", I thought it would be a light-hearted article, but I didn't expect that it gave me a heart-pounding feeling that lasted for several days. What lingers in my mind is Xu Hao, who is always calm and strong, standing in the light, and Yan Ze, who is trapped in love, crazy, paranoid and desperate. This is not an ordinary rebirth story, but a two-way rush about "control and fall", a romance where fire and abyss finally merge into one. At the starting point of the story, Xu Hao returns with memories of his previous life. In his previous life, he may have had a youthful spirit, but in the end he was tempered by fate, trapped in the darkness of his previous life, and finally came to an awkward ending. Therefore, when he opened his eyes and returned to before everything began, his goal was extremely clear: to leave that suffocating environment, change his destiny, and live more clearly and powerfully. I admire the protagonist Xu Hao so much. He is like a handsome and strong leopard, calm and persistent, waiting for opportunities in the dark. His strength has never been a floating golden finger, but the clarity, tenacity and absolute control engraved in his bones. He is not like some protagonists in rebirth novels who yell and kill as soon as they come back. Instead, he has a calmness and restraint that transcends his age. He worked step by step, taking advantage of the information gap to accurately seize every opportunity to change his destiny. From leaving the place to gaining a firm foothold step by step, every step he took was steady, accurate and ruthless. He is not without emotions, nor is he without weaknesses, but he never lets emotions dominate his decisions. When faced with a difficult situation, he is always the first to calm down, analyze the pros and cons, and find the optimal solution. This kind of strength that "the Taishan Mountain collapses but remains unchanged" is the charm engraved in his bones and blood. He is like a sharp sword, with its blade pointing outwards, cleaving the thorns in the road ahead, and also cleaving those people and things that try to drag him into the quagmire. What fascinates me the most is his calmness, calmness and gentleness when facing Yan Ze. Faced with Yan Ze's almost crazy and destructive love, he was neither scared away nor devoured. He is the only one who can catch all the paranoia and madness of Yan Ze. He knew Yan Ze's uneasiness and his extremes, but he didn't either hide away in fear or foolishly try to tame him like others. He just looked at him calmly, then stretched out his hand, gently but firmly holding the out-of-control flame in his palm. He allowed Yan Ze's madness and also gave him a safe boundary. He is also powerful enough to support Yan Ze's entire world, and powerful enough to make Yan Ze believe that no matter how crazy or paranoid he is, he will never be pushed away. This kind of power is not brute force, but a stable and reassuring gentleness. It is the confidence that Yan Ze has never felt before, called "being firmly chosen." Yan Ze is a shocking and surprising character in this book. His paranoia and madness are never without reason. He was like a vine growing in the gutter. He had never experienced sunlight, so when Xu Hao's beam of light shone in without warning, he tried his best to hold on tightly, even if it entangled or strangled himself. His love was destructive from the beginning. He doesn't understand what normal love is. He only knows that Xu Hao is his light, his only salvation, and the only meaning of his life in this world. So he was paranoid, he was crazy, he chased Xu Hao's footsteps like a madman, and his possessiveness almost burned Xu Hao and himself together. He will be upset because Xu Hao looks at others too much, will go crazy because of Xu Hao's cold words, and will do extreme things because he is afraid of losing. But the root of all his madness and paranoia is just "I'm afraid you won't want me." What he has is a love like a mad dog, a heart as hot as a rapidly advancing bullet, and in Xu Hao's case, the bullets on the beach are far more dazzling than the shining and gorgeous diamonds! Yan Ze's madness was never an injury to Xu Hao, but his clumsy and desperate way of showing love. He was like an abandoned white wolf, covered in thorns, roaring at the world, but only showing his softest and most vulnerable belly in front of Xu Hao. His love is too full, too strong, too desperate, with the determination of a moth flying into a flame, which is frightening and heartbreaking. However, Xu Hao caught his out-of-control flame without being burned or flinching. Xu Hao understood his uneasiness, his paranoia, and his almost humble love hidden beneath his madness. So Xu Hao didn't push him away, but held his hand and told him: "Don't be afraid, I won't leave." This is my favorite place. Xu Hao's strength was never used to crush Yan Ze, but to support his madness. He is Yan Ze's anchor, his whole world, and the harbor that he will never leave no matter how troublesome or crazy he is. And Yan Ze's paranoia and madness are not to cause trouble for Xu Hao, but his unique and most sincere love. In his world, there was only Xu Hao, so he gave him all his tenderness, all his madness, and all his love without reservation. Their relationship is not one of relying on the other, but Xu Hao's calmness and restraint, coupled with Yan Ze's paranoia and enthusiasm, forming a complete circle. I watched Xu Hao walk out of the mud step by step, out of the regrets and haze of his previous life, watched Yan Ze be redeemed little by little, watched them go from testing and pulling, to finally becoming each other's only one. The shock and heartbeat could not subside for a long time. Xu Hao's strength is his armor and his gentleness; Yan Ze's paranoia is his weakness and his armor. They are each other's fire and abyss, each other's light and darkness, and each other's willing return. The most touching part of "Rebirth: True No Mining" has never been the counterattack of Rebirth Shuangwen, but the mutual redemption of these two souls. Xu Hao gave Yan Ze a safe haven, and Yan Ze gave Xu Hao an unreserved and crazy love. Their stories make me believe that there is really someone who can catch all your craziness and uneasiness, so that in front of him, you don't have to pretend to be sensible, temper your edge, or fear of being abandoned. It turns out that powerful tenderness and paranoid love can fit together perfectly. This is so much better than the cold love I have seen before! I will read this article many times. Every time I read it, I will be shocked by Xu Hao's strength and palpitated by Yan Ze's paranoia. Their stories are like a beam of light that shines into the softest place in my heart, making me understand that the best love is never about changing each other, but about accepting each other. Accept all your good and all your bad, accept your calmness and your madness, and then go further together.

A very shocking reading experience... I thought the ending was not the ending, but the extra chapter is the beginning. At the final moment of life and death, dream and reality, past life and present life, the third person is no longer written, and plain language is no longer needed. The love of Tianlong suddenly escapes from the eight o'clock set to Bergman, and the whole person is like James Joyce. No other word can describe my mood except shock. Love and death and dreams, the living and the dead, the past, future, reality, dreams, what is reality, I only heard two lovers screaming and shouting to light the living fire, with your and my blood, with eternal love. It's like reading Neruda's poem, it's scorching, the flame is stirring the heat of love, I love you, on your lips, I kissed happiness itself. We collect firewood. We will light the fire high in the mountains.

While waiting for the day of sacrificing the sword, let's relive our mining of coal~

Brother Xu Hao misses you so much. .

It's so good... I stayed up late to finish reading it. The author's emotional descriptions are at their best. It's a very delicate and romantic story. . Yes, I think it is very romantic, especially the three minutes when the heart stops beating, the abstract and magical little story of the painter, the perfect interpretation of emotions... Don't worry, everyone, a sweet article is here.

[Crying] After watching it, that feeling came back again. It's so sad and hard to explain.

I've really finished reading it. Let's see you next time. I'm going to follow "Sword Sacrifice". I must keep writing it forever, okay? Love you carrot.

Xu Yan99, when will we sacrifice swords again?

I watched it on cp a few years ago, and I still like it very much [crying]