The new book was still being stockpiled. It had originally been planned for release on February 1st, but as everyone knew, because of the Pneumonia Virus, Qidian editors would be delayed in returning to work, so the book's release might be delayed as well.
Then, when I woke up this morning, I saw a message someone had sent me: Kobe was dead.
I immediately opened Hupu and saw the news.
I was somewhat shocked, but after some time, I calmed down, because I had already thought many times about death before this.
When I was little, I thought humans were the strongest creatures. Now, I was gradually coming to understand that human medicine was actually very underdeveloped, medical resources were limited, and people were truly fragile.
Money could make people live longer, but as that classic saying went, you never knew whether an accident or tomorrow would come first.
I wasn't a Kobe hater, nor was I a Kobe fan. Kobe was human; he had done wrong, but he had also done many things right. On the basketball court, his character was incredibly resilient. Mamba Mentality was both a joke and praise for him. When someone had a label known to everyone, it already spoke to their greatness.
Mourning Kobe, and his daughter who never got the chance to grow up. Maybe living in this world wasn't everything. Maybe there really was another world called heaven. I hoped they would be happy in that other world.
I also hoped everyone could protect themselves. People were fragile. I hoped everyone would stay at home, and remember to wear an N95 mask when going out.
We were all someone else's children, and perhaps also parents to children. Protecting ourselves was also protecting our families.
Lastly, one thing I forgot to say: Happy