Eternal Sun

Chapter 1347: Value Price! Priceless

The deal with Li Yunqi, who calls himself an artist, led to an in-depth debate between Roger and Su Xia for the first time, beyond their usual conversations.

The result was that Su Xia didn't say anything about the other party, but [Rogge] also produced some different changes in logic under the other party's words.

After that, Su Xia not only did not stay away from Rogge because of his cold logical thinking.

Nor do they fear the other party because of the incredible ability that the other party possesses to fulfill all wishes at a price.

On the contrary, she came to the price house more frequently.

There were even many times when Su Xia would be so bold as to drag Rogge out of the house even though he was sure that no guests were coming.

The pretext was that it was to get [Rogge] to leave that cold and peaceful place and experience more of the beautiful emotions of human beings outside.

In this regard, [Rogge] did not know why he was thinking, but did not refuse, but instead acquiesced to Su Xia's behavior towards him.

Of course, after leaving the Vientiane Price House, Roger spent most of his time in Su Xia's bookstore.

Unless Su Xia insisted on taking him away, [Rogge] would not step out of the bookstore.

……

On this day, [Rogge] was dragged to the bookstore by Su Xia as usual.

I happened to see an elderly customer choosing a book and preparing to leave after paying.

When the customer walked to the door, Su Xia said something very naturally.

"Be careful on the road and walk slowly."

When the customer saw that the person speaking was the little girl Su Xia, he nodded and smiled kindly.

After the customers had completely left, [Rogge] said.

"According to Dongli's traffic statistics, that instruction has almost no impact on reducing the accident rate on other people's journeys home. Why would you say something so useless?"

Su Xia was not surprised by the cold logic in Rogge's question. Instead, she was happy about the other party's doubtful attitude.

"This isn't about utility. It's about politeness and consideration, making him feel respected and a touch of kindness in his heart."

[Rogge] still has doubts.

"A warm feeling inside... a metaphorical physical feeling? A feeling of security that comes from social approval?"

Su Xia smiled and waved her hand.

"Almost! Just like I say thank you and good morning to you, these are the little lubricants that make the relationship comfortable."

"Would you like to try it too? Next time I bring you some pastries, you can say thank you."

A few days later, when Su Xia came to the Vientiane designated driver's house again with cakes, Rogge said a little stiffly.

"Thank you...thank you. According to social etiquette, I should express my gratitude at this time. Does this make you feel [warm in your heart]?"

Su Xia couldn't help laughing, but still responded very seriously.

"Hmm... I may sound like a robot reading a script, but... I'm making progress! I feel warm!"

……

A few days later, Su Xia found an old photo album while tidying up the bookstore.

She showed it to Roger happily and told him interesting stories about her childhood while looking at the photo.

After listening to Su Xia for a while, [Rogge] raised his own questions again.

“Su Xia, these visual and narrative data have no direct impact on your current state of existence. Why invest [resources] in recalling and narrating them?”

"Ah? You're talking about that~ Because these are all stories, they're part of who I am."

Su Xia spoke slowly with a smile on her face.

"Memory is not just data; it has warmth, smell, and emotion."

"Look at this photo. When I look at it, I can remember how warm the sun was and how sweet the ice cream was."

As she spoke, Su Xia turned to another photo.

"Look, even these painful memories, when I look back now, have become very important experiences for me. They all add up and together they have shaped who I am today."

[Rogge] seemed to be thinking about something.

“So, human identity is largely constructed from these emotionally charged, linear sequences of stories, rather than from an objective database of facts.”

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Su Xia smiled and clapped her hands

"Exactly! That's a great summary!"

"Would you like to try it too? Tell me about your... um, earliest memory?"

[Rogge] recalled briefly and traced back to a time point infinitely far away.

"My earliest memory...is of a chaotic ocean of chaos and disorder..."

Just as he said this, [Rogge] saw Su Xia showing an incredible expression.

He paused.

“…Okay, this story might be a little cold.”

"Hahaha! [Rogge], you've made a lot of progress lately. You can even tell jokes now."

In fact, Su Xia will probably never know that it was just an insignificant truth.

But it was also this conversation that made [Rogge] understand that [memory] is not only information for humans, but also the material that constitutes the [self].

This made him begin to try to empathize with those customers who were willing to exchange their [memories] for wishes, and also laid a good foundation for him to cherish his own [memories] later.

……

Another month passed, and the New Year's Day, as ordinary people on Huanren Star called it, was approaching.

But not everyone can spend this festival safely and happily.

On this day, a new guest came to Vientiane's house.

It just so happened that Su Xia was here today too.

Just like the last time he received the artist, [Rogge] simply hid the book under his eyes and waited calmly for the guest to sit down.

The new guest looked like a middle-aged woman with a look of despair.

Her clothes looked quite decent, and she must be a woman from a well-off family.

Her eyes were red, not only because she was tired, but mainly because she had been crying all day.

She...is a mother.

A mother who feels desperate and helpless because her daughter is suffering from a terminal illness and she has no way to help.

When she opened the door as usual and prepared to walk into the ward to accompany her daughter, she found that the scene in front of her had changed drastically.

The information that appeared in her mind made her feel like she had grabbed a life-saving straw, without any hesitation or delay at all.

She ran straight to the desk and asked in an excited yet somewhat nervous tone.

"Shopkeeper, can you really fulfill any wish?"

Although she already had the information in her mind, the mother still wanted to confirm it in person, fearing that the hope she had just gained would turn into despair again.

Under the mother's ecstatic gaze, [Rogge] nodded calmly.

"of course."

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