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A week later, Xiaocao indeed reappeared in the Gliding Club, and at that moment, Wang Chao was still in a coma. However, what astonished Xiaocao was that the severed neck of Wang Chao was slowly healing. The broken nerve endings were reconnecting at an astonishing speed, and if one looked closely, even with the naked eye, one could see the movement of those nerve endings.
When Xiaocao returned, Aikun'er was staring at the increasingly smaller wound on Wang Chao's neck in a daze. It wasn't until Xiaocao approached her that she snapped back to reality and said, "Xiaocao, you're back! While you were gone, Wang Chao woke up once and seemed to say something about peaches and Yang Mengying, but right after that, he fell back into a coma!"
"Really?" Xiaocao asked. "When did this happen?"
Aikun'er replied, "It was a day ago. Xiaocao, do you think Wang Chao will be okay?"
Xiaocao shook her head gently and lifted Wang Chao's head slightly. Looking at the wound on his neck, she noticed that the previously severed injury had now healed together. Even Xiaocao found this scene hard to believe; such a powerful self-healing ability should not exist in higher life forms but rather in the most primitive ones.
Just like earthworms and other segmented creatures that can survive when cut in half; for example, sea cucumbers can expel their internal organs but can regenerate them after a few days. Similarly, starfish can regrow as long as one limb remains. However, these creatures share a common trait: they are all low-level organisms. The strongest self-healing creature is the leech; if its head or tail is severed, it can regenerate itself!
Higher organisms have complex and variable life forms; the energy involved in their processes and information transmission is immense. Building a wooden cabin is simple, but constructing a grand hall is no easy task!
Yet now, Wang Chao's neck had actually healed. Xiaocao even suspected that if Wang Chao's entire head fell off, as long as it was aligned properly and reattached slowly, he could survive again. However, this completely transcended human limits—not just humans but those of higher life forms as well. Even Grandpa wouldn't have imagined such a thing. Originally, Xiaocao had planned to return to save Wang Chao after consulting Grandpa, but now it seemed that Wang Chao was almost healed on his own and could wake up at any moment.
Although Xiaocao felt immense surprise inside, her face remained expressionless as she said, "Wang Chao could wake up at any time. I think we just need to wait now. Although I can't understand it fully, life itself is often incomprehensible—especially when it comes to feelings!" As she spoke these words, Xiaocao furrowed her brows in thought, surprising even herself.
"Do you think if someone has feelings for another person, does that mean they have emotions?" Xiaocao asked.
Aikun'er was puzzled by Xiaocao's sudden question. She stared blankly at her before replying, "I don't know. Emotions are hard to define. For example, when I saw Wang Chao injured before, I felt very worried, sad, and scared; that's why I spoke angrily to you. Because even an elderly person who has lived for eighty years will cause sadness among their children when they pass away—even if it's a natural part of life!"
Xiaocao nodded thoughtfully and said, "I think I can understand this—it’s a kind of respect for the continuity of life and the fixation of genes. But you don’t have any blood relation!"
Aikun'er shook her head helplessly. Between the lines, she had already realized that Xiaocao was actually an emotionless being, perhaps not even human. In this world, what new species could possibly emerge? Aikun'er couldn't comprehend what it felt like to be devoid of emotions. Suddenly, she recalled a saying from an ancient sage.
"Do not rejoice in material gain, nor grieve over personal loss."
Her middle school teacher had told her that this was the way of the sages, but Aikun'er thought to herself, if a person has no emotions, what meaning does their existence hold in this world? They wouldn't feel joy over the small pleasures of life, nor sorrow over minor regrets. In fact, they wouldn't even experience the feelings of joy and regret at all. How was that any different from those zombies?
One distinguishing feature of higher animals compared to lower ones is the capacity for emotions. Humans possess these feelings—whether noble or base—some beneficial and others harmful. Yet it is precisely because of this that the world has become such a vibrant place! What kind of emotions arise from bonds that are not blood-related?
"I think that when people spend time together and engage in shared activities—whatever they may be—something strange blossoms in their hearts. That must be what we call emotions!" Aikun'er said.
Xiaocao shook her head and replied, "Xiaocao cannot understand!"
As the two were conversing, Wang Chao slowly awakened. At that moment, he felt as though he had just emerged from a long dream; it seemed he had been lying there for a century. Upon seeing Wang Chao suddenly wake up, Aikun'er immediately leaped onto him, tears streaming down her face as she exclaimed, "You finally woke up! Do you know how worried I was about you?"
Wang Chao looked around and realized he was in an unfamiliar place. Then he spotted Xiaocao and Aikun'er and understood that Xiaocao had fulfilled her promise to him. Earlier, when Wang Chao had left with the soldiers from the Zhonghu Safety Zone, he had sensed something ominous approaching. So he had asked Xiaocao to take him and Aikun'er to this Gliding Club if he were ever gravely injured.
Wang Chao looked at Xiaocao with gratitude, but at that moment, Xiaocao was staring blankly at Aikun'er. No one knew what Xiaocao was thinking because she showed no expression; thus it was impossible to deduce whether she felt happy or sad.
Seeing Wang Chao awake should have filled Aikun'er with joy, yet tears—a product of emotion—were typically associated with sorrow. Why did one cry when they were happy? What kind of feeling was crying? At that moment, Xiaocao pondered these questions within herself.
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