Chapter 244
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Actually, he sometimes thought that without Fu Yao, perhaps there would be no Zhangsun Wuji. It is because of Fu Yao's footsteps that we see a more three-dimensional Wuji. He is not as strong as he used to be, but an extraordinary deep emotion, the kind that can make people drown in it.
Compared to 'Limitless', I prefer the name 'Yuan Zhaoxu': Zhuo Bi Yun Han, Zhaohui Tian. — — The Great Elegance of Poetry Yun Han. Virtue develops and praises all things.
"Ritual Vessels of the Book of Rites" Zhao was the explanation of light; Xu was the explanation of universality. For example, he was a character that couldn't be ignored. He was like the sunlight that shone on all things on earth. He had a peerless elegance.
In order to find a way home, Fu Yao had persistently moved forward. And he, had chosen to let her fly. What kind of love could be so extensive to such an extent?
He almost didn't stop her at all. In fact, he even removed some obstacles for her. He remembered that when Fu Yao rejected his help because of the unknown future, he said, "Since I don't need to care about your big matters, then I can still help you with such a small matter like picking fish bones, right?" I'm not afraid of the torment of a lover and the confusion of being loved!
I fear the short reunion and the eternal parting! Perhaps it was ridiculous, but it was also the same for me when I refused to face love. I was afraid of losing, afraid of being alone. Therefore, at that time, I somewhat understood Fu Yao.
However, to Wuji, it was what he wanted to protect the most in his life.
He had the heart to accompany her for the rest of his life, to help Fu Yao realize her dream. And that, perhaps, was the end of his waiting, but he still chose to give Fu Yao the space to work hard, and only silently protected her from behind.
He was not Fei Huan, but he was somewhat similar to Fei Huan. He was at ease to let the woman he loved fly freely, instead of concealing her.
The so-called "shoulder to shoulder" did not need to be perfect. As long as they were working in the same direction, it would be fine.
Such love, my heart is intoxicated. = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + = + =
Yun Hen, that child, has performed rather well. It's just that Yan Jingchen, under your pen, makes my heart ache a little.
There was no way to hate this person. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that Ya Lanzhu was a cute girl. Perhaps, she could bring warmth to Little Zhan.
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