For, Luo Yurou deeply like their own this matter, Zhang Xiaofan on this matter is not unknown.
Even when he left the imperial capital, he once rejected Luo Yurou again in front of the Weiming lake of Peking University.
He hopes that Luo Yurou can put down all kinds of obsessions on herself.
However, what Zhang Xiaofan never thought was that Luo Yurou, a stubborn girl, was able to pay so much for herself.
It can be said that Luo Yurou's contribution to himself has reached the point where Zhang Xiaofan can't repay all he can.
Perhaps, for today's Zhang Xiaofan, controlling other people's lives is just a matter of thinking. If he is good, he will be merciful. If he benefits one side, if he is evil, he will die a million years and bleed thousands of miles!
But even so, even if I take 10000 steps back, I can easily cure the rock sugar on her body, how can I cure the pain in her heart?
Although the world of mortals is bitter, nothing is more bitter than love!
Life in the world, where can be everything, everything perfect?
If you are used to the separation of life and death, you think that life is bitter
But have you ever seen the sweetness and happiness between two people when they are together
Have you ever seen that one day in the future, they will finally want to see each other, that Acacia, that love in a moment to get the satisfaction of pleasure and happiness?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were dazzled, as if his thoughts suddenly crossed to the future in the near future. He kept asking himself.
"Why do I, Zhang Xiaofan, want to cultivate the truth?"
"Because, I know, if I don't practice, then I don't have the power to protect myself, and I can't protect my heart's lover, all the people I cherish around me."
"If this happens one day in the future, we will have to face the scene of reunion, separation and reunion again."
"But I don't want to see such a scene again, so I want to repair it!"
Zhang Xiaofan whispered to himself, as if to others, but as if to himself, but every word is sonorous and forceful.
"I, Zhang Xiaofan, want to be a real man who only envies Yuanyang but not Xianxian!"
"And now all the power of my cultivation is to make me stronger and stronger than I am now!"
"After that, I stepped into the fairyland of flying immortals, broke through the natural calamity, and did not let the joys and sorrows of the world happen to me, Zhang Xiaofan!"
With this in mind, Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath, and his eyes re identified. Step by step, he went in the direction of Peking University.
“.....”
Peking University, in a classroom of Chinese language and literature.
A beautiful woman is sitting in the front row, listening attentively to the lecture of the professor.
Nearby, one eye after another, mixed with admiration, experience or jealousy, they all fell on the woman with unique appearance, cold temperament and aloofness.
In everyone's eyes, this woman seems to be favored by heaven. She is the best in appearance, knowledge and family background.
Let's not say anything else, even if it's in the capital where dragons and snakes are in the wild, except for Yu Qingyue, the first lady in the capital