Put on a vest for a better world

Qing expressed his apology. Although tears are something that must exist as long as people are alive, he is ashamed of his behavior of crying silently in his dream.

In a haze, I felt that I must be dreaming this time, and I don't know why I saw this noble fairy again.

Yu Junqing squatted down in front of Elegy, the white Taoist robe was spread on the ground, Elegy had an urge to help him pick it up.

But Yu Junqing's actions made him at a loss, the fairy-like man wiped away his tears with his cool hands, over and over again.

Elegy wanted to hold back the tears, but couldn't, so he apologized again.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I don't know why I would..."

Yu Junqing interrupted the elegy, and pointed at himself with the remaining hand, speaking in Ying Guoyu fluently: "My name, Yu Junqing."

The elegy is pronounced awkwardly: "Yu... Jun... Qing."

Yu Junqing originally pointed his hand and put it on the top of Elegy's head: "Very good, very smart. Wait for a while, I will pick you up."

"What, what?"

The corners of Yu Junqing's mouth twitched a few times, as if he wanted to show a smile, but in the end he gave up and said calmly: "You should wake up, wait for me."

The dream ended, Elegy woke up, and couldn't quite remember what he had dreamed about.

Yu Junqing's consciousness also returned to Ting Haixianshan's body.

Before Elder Zhong Qin could say hello, Yu Junqing laughed "expressionlessly".

"Love, sadness, distress, anger, unwillingness, remorse, I obviously have all these emotions.

How can I not understand people's hearts?How could I not understand people's hearts?

I can obviously empathize, but it was just the wrong person before.

That's right, I have found my heart, thank you, junior sister, hahahahaha...

Isn't this...a couple made in heaven?Hahaha······"

The Elder Zhong Qin said a little bit apologetically: "Master, if you are sick, you should be treated. Facial paralysis is not a terminal illness. Let's stop laughing like that, okay? I'm panicking..."

Chapter 80

◎The real hell is never only the villain◎

"The world has really changed...

There is actually a god who chooses the location of the festival in our Irene district. It is a real god. Mom is really touched.

I don't know if the gods will come directly to the festival site. Mom doesn't ask you to be considered extraordinary by the gods, but at least pray to the gods for some good luck.

Although it's useless for people like us to keep our bodies, it may be easier to be a soul, but my mother still hopes that you can grow taller. "

At the age of 46, Misaki, who is already showing her old age, is talking to a small chair. Misaki, who has poor eyesight and spirit, regards this small chair as her own son.

Misaki's son was lying on the bed like a stiff corpse, staring at the spider hanging down from the low ceiling, without blinking his eyelids for a long time.

Indifferent to the imagination of his mother, Misaki, he has not reacted to the outside world for a long time after his legs were broken by a machine tool in a work accident.The real reason for the so-called accidents is that the enterprises operating in "poor industries" used the N mobile phone machines that should have been eliminated long ago for their workers.

It has long been known to everyone on Shuilanxing that "death" is only in pursuit of peace, but how many creatures like humans can be fearless about abandoning their bodies?

People will think, what if I am that special?What if I abandon my body and die straight away?

Persisting in living with a mutilated body, enduring the phantom limb pain that scratches my heart and liver all day long is not because of fear, but because I can't swallow this breath, and I just want justice.

In the three years since the accident, I haven't seen a penny of the compensation for the accident, and as long as the only evidence - the mutilated body is discarded, it will never be possible to obtain compensation.

The mother couldn't bear such a blow, and the son who depended on each other suddenly became only crawling on the ground... It was too painful for her.

Misaki's memory of her son stays in his childhood. Even if he lives in the same cramped, dilapidated house, Misaki can still turn a blind eye to his son who is still panting. in their own world.

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It's not a big deal, there are more people in this area than this difficult one.

It's not that the son who is lying down can't have fun, haha... People can gain vitality by bullying people who are worse than you.

Breaking away from the desire to abandon his body again, the hatred that had nowhere to vent made the son relieve the pressure by hurting his mother. While lying down, he suddenly talked to Misaki in the tone of a neighbor.

"Ms. Misaki, what nonsense are you talking about, isn't your Kanata already dead?"

Misaki froze, and began to retort not very fluently: "No, no, Kanata is right in front of me, look, he is right here!" She hugged the small chair tightly, closed her eyes and shook her head.

"It's just a chair, your son is dead! Dead! Dead! Hahahahaha..."

Telling the news of his death to his mother over and over again, until Misaki was forced to howl, the son shut up contentedly and continued to pretend to be a corpse.

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What is real hell?The real hell is never just the wicked.

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Elder Zhong Qin, who went to Ying Country to hold a meeting on "climate research" through official channels, is using all his self-control to restrain his desire to complain.

The owner of the pavilion is really weird. Sure enough, someone who has practiced the skills created by the founder of Kaipai, Huan Xiangtian, to more than [-] times, cannot be a normal person... a normal fairy!

A fairy-level powerhouse who goes to bed at a fixed time every day... It's hard for you to call me a rookie who is many years older than you!Should I learn to sleep at night or work harder to cultivate? !

Also, as soon as you set foot on this island, you know where the people are, right?Why don't you just order it?That pavilion master would actually hesitate, Buddha!

It's fine if you don't go directly to someone, what the hell are you studying these days? !Don't you only read classics and jade slips in the practice world?

"Self-Driven Psychology", "How to Realize that I'm a Pervert", "How to Get Along with Older and Younger Wives", "Points to Pay Attention to if Your Partners' Age Difference is Too Large", "Super Charm - How to Be a Good Father and Boyfriend", " What do you need to pay attention to when raising a child》·····

Several immortals who listened to Haixian Mountain better than me are studying these seriously, my God!Also take notes!Should I follow along?I am also self-motivated.

The morning and evening classes are a part of life that Yu Jun has never missed outside the retreat for thousands of years.

But recently, "Old House" Yu Xianjun, who is excited and excited in the evening: what is the evening class?

We are already very close, and the influence of the operation can't be resisted by Elegy, so we are forced to sleep with him at the end of the day. It's good for the body, really.

Elegy is ashamed of herself for falling asleep and dreaming at the end of the day.

Especially still having sweet dreams, which really made him extremely ashamed.Everyone is working hard, but why is he addicted to dreaming every day? !

But it would be too false to say that I don’t look forward to it. With this kind of dream, it’s not so hard to live wakingly. I can take a good breath.

"Still can't remember? My name, Yu Junqing."

The elegy continued reflexively: "I'm sorry!"

Yu Junqing replied according to the usual practice: "Don't say sorry to me."

Elegy: "Yes! I'm sorry."

"Forget it, come on."

Yu Junqing directly took Elegy's hand and led him to sit down at a piano table with a guqin on it.

"Today I will teach you the basic skills of 'strings and fingers, fingers and sounds'..."

So my dream is to learn the piano under the beautiful scenery of stars above my head?

The one who taught me is still a god who has no flaws from head to toe... Really awesome, my imagination!

Is this kind of dream really something that a person like me can dream of?The fairy smells really good, um, orchid or lily?

Stop, stop, what am I doing?Could this be the legendary Xin Yuan Yi Ma? ······Is this dream of mine too pure?It's not like me either!

"Not interested in this?"

Oops, found out.

Elegy thought that he was dreaming anyway, so he just typed haha: "No, learning to play the piano is my dream all along... I just feel that even if I learn it, I won't be able to see it after waking up from the dream." It will only make my mother's piano make an ugly sound. So simply, the dream will always be a dream."

Yu Junqing was silent for a while, then put away the piano table and the piano with a wave of his hand.

"Indeed, now is not the right time, come on."

do what! ?What is this for? !

When she was pressed down on the thigh by the immortal and her eyes were still covered, Elegy's head was a bit overheated and couldn't handle the current situation.

"Go to sleep."

The peaceful voice of the immortal came from above.

Elegy didn't intend to be shy anymore, he thought it was a little funny.

What is your imagination like?A sweet dream is sleeping in a dream... Is it a nesting doll?Well~ It’s not a loss, there is no doubt that there is a fairy coaxing me to sleep, this is indeed a dream, I must be grateful for the imagination!

Chapter 81

◎I want to be with her all the time and have more children together