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"The Analects of Confucius Yong Ye Sixth 22":

When Fan Chi asked about it, the Master said: "The righteousness of serving the people is to respect ghosts and gods and keep them at a distance. This can be called knowing."

Asking about benevolence, he said: "The benevolent first finds it difficult and then obtains it. It can be called benevolence."

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"The fleeting time is not good." Luo Qiqi once again helped me sum up, she had already changed into her pajamas, and she was comfortably trapped in the fluffy and soft bedding, only showing the beautiful one, which made me want to unscrew it every day Head, sneered twice and turned over to sleep...

"...The eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Piston His Lingtang!" I cursed, and found that my temper seemed to be tossing around on the road of insanity like a mad dog that had run loose, and it was really bad. .After taking a simple shower, he laid down on the floor in a dull mood. Before lying down, he was still thinking about Meng Qianli's crazy appearance of a boy in love and Lin Miao's troubled face...

Speaking of which, compared with Aurora, which of these two people is more harmful to others?

The answer is naturally Lin Miao is better!

Because as far as I know, in Aurora, the network relationship is: she works for Xiao Ling and I work for her.But Lin Miao's is: All men work hard for him, so women also work hard for him...

It is said that there is a kind of person who has such a "charm", just like the fox fairy and Huang Pizi, who charm everyone's mind, and this is the case when Lin Miao is still an ordinary normal mortal. It seems to me that it is really incredible.Why?He can control these invisibly...

That's right, the "charm" I mentioned above is actually more inclined to be a kind of "control" than the charm itself of other people. It is inexplicable that many, many people choose to be infatuated with him. He gives.

"That cousin of yours is actually a vixen, right?" Luo Qiqi, whose breathing gradually eased, said suddenly at this moment, unable to hear the meaning of this sentence.

"He wasn't like this before," I recalled, with a bunch of crazy things about Lin Miao stuffed into my mind: "Actually, this kind of situation only happened when he was just in high school. There are many men and women who express their admiration for him, and there are not a few who even fight for him because of jealousy, and throughout his later university and working career in society, that kind of charm infected almost everyone who dealt with him. .Indeed, he's the kind of guy who can't be hated."

"What about you? Are you not crazy about him?" Luo Qiqi interrupted the scene I wanted to describe next, and laughed so hard that it made me shudder, "Is it true that you also love him? "

"He's my cousin," I said.

"That's just the cousin of the body you are using now," she retorted me, with a wicked smile: "Do you also admire him?"

"In my whole life," I buried my face in the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "I have only been crazy about one person. This person's name is Tong Mu. She is a person I can never come up with any words to describe. Compared with Wonder Woman, I watched her grow from a girl to a woman, and the body I borrowed and occupied also grew with her..."

"..."

"I let my emotions become more and more unreasonable, and I let myself be paranoid and firmly believe that I love this woman, but the contradiction is that I don't understand human love at all, what is love... the last thing I did was It's often crazy and stupid things, I beg her to pierce my body and soul with the sharp blade she controls, she is temptation, death, light and redemption to me..."

"You don't understand anything at all."

At this time, Luo Qiqi sat up from the bed, stared at me, and said mockingly: "Everyone understands the truth, everyone understands the bottom line that even the most despicable villain guards." , you, but you will never understand, don't understand, can't keep it, you have nothing!"

"...Yes," I covered myself completely with a quilt: "I have nothing."

Luo Qiqi, her attitude towards me at this moment is hatred, I can clearly feel this, but after a whole day of tossing, I'm already too sleepy to think about it anymore, anyway, For me, it's all the same.Love me or hate me, hate me or like me, what's the use?no difference!

Falling into the dream, Aurora came in a long red dress, her steps were deliberate and seductive, and those gentle eyes that I have been thinking about day and night would turn me into a puddle of corpses .Holding a sharp sword in my hand, I knelt at her feet, staring greedily at her face, as if possessed by a demon, thinking that this was simply the scene of the whole world.

"Please kill me!"

The sword in my hand is being offered, and I long for it, and eagerly hope that it will come soon.

I am tender, yet cruel, like a statue, a beauty of marble—Aurora, tormenting me with her indifference and contempt, she stabs at me with her sword held high— -----

"Please kill me! Please!"

My heart is tearing, struggling, crying, howling...

'Boom! 'The sharp sword was thrown down, making a crisp impact sound.

Someone stopped her movement, it was another woman, a graceful woman in a long red dress who couldn't see her face clearly, behind her, there were many people in white clothes with disheveled hair standing in the distance ...

The woman who couldn't see her face held Aurora's wrist tightly, almost crushing it, and Aurora turned back into the silent stone statue again, and she kept her original posture without moving. Her gaze was as silent as death, without emotion, and there was still a trace of ironic smile left on the corner of her mouth.

Followed by.

She turned into fine sand and fled in front of me...

Now, there is only another woman in a red dress left in front of me.I knelt at her feet, she was holding a sharp sword, trying to pierce my throat, she pushed back the long hair that covered her face, revealing a face that seemed familiar but could not be remembered, she laughed at me, hated Looking at me, complaining about me, she opened her mouth softly, but no matter what, she absolutely couldn't make even the slightest sound.

She wasn't supposed to be dumb at first, I thought this way, my head was drowsy, my thoughts were wandering, and then the scene in my memory was like a nuclear explosion, which exploded, but was emptied in an instant, All that's left is a mess...

……

Early the next morning, Luo Qiqi disappeared on the bed, Meng Qianli fell asleep on the sofa and caught a cold, and Meng Wanli discussed life with me during breakfast time...

Touching the swollen side of my face, I grinned and didn't care about it. While applying ice, I cleaned up the mess caused by the battle, while Meng Wanli stared at his precious son in the guest room.

Luo Qiqi left me a note with three lines of writing.

The first line: If you don't die, you won't die.

The second line: Respect ghosts and gods and stay away.

The third line: Fated to meet thousands of miles away.

She left and changed the key to the gate of my old house...

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