Rebirth: Bringing the System to Find a Husband

Chapter 214

So, facing Nie Shuangyan's comforting words, he just smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, sister Nie, I'll go in and write my thesis first."

"Okay." Nie Shuangyan sent him away with a smile.

When the screen changed, it was more than ten minutes ago.

He opened the door and saw Nie Shuangyan outside, so he asked, "What's the matter, Sister Nie."

"It's okay, I just remembered that my studio has recently developed a fragrance, I want you to smell it and see if this fragrance is suitable for the people here." Nie Shuangyan smiled a little, as if there was nothing disgusting think.

Xi Fu was a little embarrassed. He was only sensitive to novels and didn't understand anything else. When she came to him, he didn't understand aromatherapy, so naturally he wouldn't ask any good questions about this. Instead of using this to get closer to her, in the end I can only deal with it perfunctorily, it would be better to reject it directly and clearly.

He smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Sister Nie, I don't know much about this."

"It's okay, don't you usually go to the university to attend classes? There are also girls in the university, I just want you to compare this fragrance with theirs."

It was also reasonable for her to say this, but he was not very confident in himself, so he could only reluctantly agree and said: "Okay, then I will try."

She opened the aromatherapy box, and he leaned over to smell it.

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The screen went black.

Words follow.

(I will always remember her.

Everything about her—every word, every action, every action, I remember in my heart.

She is my favorite when I was young, and even if I am not worthy of her, I will not give up this love.

She just appeared when I was most lonely and helpless, I thank her, if it was one step later, I might not be so extreme, or even go to another world long ago, or be trapped in three inches of ground Looking at the sky through the iron fence.

There are hundreds of kinds of life, but without her, the life I get will only be the worst ending.

I am 19, and I have only met her for two years, but I feel that I have known her for a long time, for a lifetime.

Although she was very kind to me, from the very beginning, I knew that the relationship between us was definitely not love.

I have love for her, she has no love for me.

King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess is ruthless.

However, I never blame her.

At that time, I longed for someone to give me a hand, maybe just talk to me, and I could come out of the darkness by myself.

Later, I gradually gave up this thought, and I was so desperate that I could only choose to fall into the darkness and sink into the darkness. If this is the case, why should I yearn for the light.

I was asking for trouble, and deserved to be lonely all my life.

At that time, I thought so sadly.

I don't know what I'm missing, what I deserve, because nothing belongs to me.

I asked myself, others, the world, and never got an answer.

So I went to find the answer by myself, thorns everywhere, doubts and denials in my heart, I dare not relax, for fear that I will fall into the abyss if I don’t pay attention, so I have to listen to my heart and strengthen myself.

I secretly heard the voice in my heart, so I headed toward the path that was said to be the only path I should take - literature.

What can I say, I have nothing, it is better to follow the guidance, it does not hurt to try, anyway, I have nothing to lose.

yesterday Today Tomorrow.

No matter what, I still don't know my way, the wind blows, and the appointed road is still far away.

I have never achieved anything in literature.

Fortunately, I did not go wrong, I met her.

She became the courage to support me to live.

I think about the next life, if there is another life, I probably still hope to meet her, it has nothing to do with love, just to thank him for appearing at the darkest time of my life, giving me the light of fireflies, and warming me for many years.

I can't pay it back in this life, so I can only count on the next life.

See you in the next life, I want to do my best to repay her this grace.

Yes, grace.

I...she is grace in everything to me.

I adore and love her.

In the face of god-like reverence, in the face of the love you love.

Some people say that it seems that youth without early love in youth is incomplete youth.

She is my puppy love, secret love.

A relationship destined to end without a disease.

For my parents, I gradually relieved that I would not let them know how I thought about them, nor would I let them know how desperate I was.

And they would not believe that such pessimism and gloom came from a child who was not yet a minor back then.

They seem to be very normal. They never understand when they are confused.

They will only say that teenagers don't know sorrow.

Young people don't know what it means to be sad, and they express their sorrow for the upper floors, for the upper floors, and to write new words.

Now that I know what it means to be sad, I can't stop talking, but I say it's been a cool autumn.

Who said teenagers don't know sorrow?

They always think that children and teenagers don't know how to worry, and teenagers' worries are just hypocritical and artificial, but why not worry, every age has its own reasons for worry.

They can't understand, and I don't explain it. This is probably the reason why I have always been alienated from them.

This is the end of the fate of relatives, don't continue the next one. )
Nie Shuangyan watched quietly, then sat down.

Every time she read these, she wanted to change their memories with a memory laser pointer, but in the end she couldn't bear it, except for Wang Yan.

The matter between Gu Yue and the old man had to be resolved by themselves.

As an outsider about Wang Qi's past, even if she sees him in pain, she won't let her care about it.

They are good friends, and because they are good friends, they can't interfere too much.

Because Wang Yan didn't change his memory, he couldn't let him live like a normal person again.

Although this normal person is her definition.

As for Xi Fu, she had no choice.

If you don't change it, liking someone who doesn't like you for a long time will take a huge toll on your mind and spirit.

Changing, wouldn't it mean ignoring his liking and treating his liking as nothing.

Nie Wuyan sighed, she never expected that he was so affectionate that she really remembered every word he said.

She has always had countless suitors, but there are only two people who are so affectionate, one is Xia Wudu, and the other is him.

It's not right or wrong to like this kind of thing, it's just a pity for him.

She sighed again, she didn't know what to do with him.

She had no choice but to watch in silence.

On the screen, the word is over.

Then it shows: years later.

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It's a live interview talk show, many years later.

Xi Fu looks to be approaching middle age, elegant and handsome, with a handsomeness that is not there now.

The host first talked with him about his works over the years, and he advanced and retreated politely.

The host talked about his winning the Nobel Prize in Literature, and his words of thanks were also impeccable.

You see, over the years, besides wrinkles, the traces left on his body also have these graces.

He is indeed different from before.

When he mentioned his childhood, he smiled, as if he didn't mind anymore.Speaking of parents, it is also possible to maintain the superficial relationship, not the original appearance.

(End of this chapter)