The bell of the elementary school next to it rang, and it was transmitted to the hotel through the clear sky, and the sound seemed far away.

Zhu Jiayan was sitting on a chair on the roof of the building, blown by the wind, holding a card in his hand, and Feng Han and Lin Yuanwu were sitting opposite. He turned his head to look at the elementary school from afar, and drew two cards.

"Pair Six!"

"Yes K!" Peng Manxuan also discussed with Feng Han and threw out two cards.

“……”

"Yuanwu?"

"Brother Yuanwu, it's time for you to play your cards!"

"Oh, don't rush, I'm trying to figure out which one. Lin Yuanwu used his spare eyes to look at the little mage standing in front of the flower bed on the left side of the flower bed and watering the flowers seriously, every time he came to the hotel, the most common place to see the little mage was the roof of the building, and most of the time he was watering the flowers - this person seems to love watering flowers very much, and he loves flowers and plants very much, the amount of water he watered each flower is different, the way of watering is different, but they are all the same serious.

He plucks diseased, excess leaves, breaks dry branches, deworms, fertilizes, and wipes the leaves with a damp towel for delicate flowers.

Dusk is approaching, the city is new, the sky is turning red, and the figure of the little mage standing on the edge of the rooftop is a peerless beauty no matter how you look at it.

“…… Yuanwu. Feng Han urged helplessly.

"Right A. Lin Yuanwu took out two cards, retracted his gaze and looked at the three of them - his movements were extremely subtle, and he was still blocked with cards, so no one should be able to find out why he was distracted just now.

But he saw Zhu Jiayan silently glance at him, and then Yu Guang also glanced at the little mage over there.

Lin Yuanwu's heart sank——

And sure enough, he found out!

When did he find out? Has he been doing too much in the last few days?

Peng Manxuan said: "Those two aces are really in your hands, you can't afford it." ”

Zhu Jiayan silently took out two 2s, looked around, everyone looked at him with different expressions, and he took out six cards in a row.

“……”

“……”

"King, there are two left. Zhu Jiayan looked at them with a wink.

"Alas......"

"Let's go, let's go. ”

"To three. Zhu Jiayan put down the last two cards, stood up and stretched.

"Come again!" Peng Manxuan said.

"No, no, no. Zhu Jiayan waved his hand, "You three play, I'm going down to listen to the third uncle's story." ”

"Don't play?" Lin Yuanwu said.

"Is that a good story? I'll buy you a book of stories another day, and there's a lot of these stories about the gods. Peng Manxuan said, reaching out and holding Zhu Jiayan's hand, "Come on, let's continue!"

"No, you guys, I'm really going down. ”

"???" Peng Manxuan stared at him suspiciously, his face full of puzzlement, but he still let go of his hand.

"Goodbye. Zhu Jiayan waved his hand and walked downstairs.

The three of them looked at his back and looked at each other, all thinking that this little brother was probably fascinated by something.

Then Feng Han sat down in Zhu Jiayan's position with a smile and said, "That's only us playing." ”

Peng Manxuan was speechless: "I don't want to play with you!"

"Why?"

"The difference in skill is too great. ”

"And luck......"

"I don't want to play anymore. Peng Manxuan said, and glanced at Lin Yuanwu beside him, "What do you think of Yuanwu?"

"It's okay to lose, don't gamble, just keep playing. If you don't play, you can only go back to the room, you two have fun, I don't. Lin Yuanwu couldn't help but continue to peek at the little mage as he spoke, only to feel that the silhouette of the serious watering of the flowers was simply too charming.

"Eh?" Peng Manxuan suddenly turned his head to look at the little mage, "Xiao Cai, fighting the landlord?"

Lin Yuanwu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he also quietly looked at the little mage.

"No need. The little mage turned his head and smiled gently, "The flowers haven't been watered yet, and I don't like to play cards." ”

"Okay. Peng Manxuan was a little disappointed.

Lin Yuanwu was even more disappointed.

……

Zhu Jiayan walked downstairs, brought a small plastic bench from the front desk, bought two pot helmets, sat at the door and slowly gnawed one by one, and looked at the end of the street on the right side of the street with Changyao Daoren.

A group of children ran over as if they were happy.

A smile suddenly appeared on Changyao Daoren's face, and he raised his head and took a long sip of wine.

Zhu Jiayan watched blankly from the side, hesitated for a while, and when the group of elementary school students had already run closer, he asked, "Third uncle, where did you buy this wine?"

"How?"

"It's so delicious...... Zhu Jiayan thought to himself, an ordinary person drinks delicious wine, ask the source, is there anything wrong?

"Haha!" Changyao Daoren laughed, "It's rare to have someone who drinks with me, take it and drink it!"

"Thank you, Third Uncle!"

Zhu Jiayan hurriedly grabbed his clothes and wiped his mouth clean, no matter what was expensive or not, he took the wine gourd and poured a few sips. It wasn't until the spicy sensation between his lips and teeth filled his lips and the wine slipped down his cheeks that he put down the wine gourd and quickly tilted his head to wipe the wine from his cheeks into his mouth.

"Ah~~"

He exhaled a long breath of wine, and handed the wine gourd back to Changyao Daoren!

A few fast-running elementary school students stood in front of the stall, staring at them with a pair of dark eyes.

Changyao Daoist raised his eyebrows at them very indecently, and said with a smile: "Do you little dolls want to drink too?"

No one answered.

Changyao Daoren didn't mind either, and continued to laugh.

The process of selling pot helmets still attracted a lot of ignorant passers-by, but there were also some people who were fooled and rolled their eyes at Changyao Daoren. A few minutes later, a group of primary school students stood in front of the stall and stared at Changyao Daoren, and Yin Nuxia also moved a bench and quickly ran to the primary school students to sit down.

Changyao Daoren pondered for a moment and said, "I have a lot of stories to tell today, but before I tell a story, I want to ask you a question. ”

No one answered, so it was a tacit acquiescence.

Changyao continued: "What kind of person do you want to be?"

A group of elementary school students looked at each other, how could they look like teachers?

Zhu Jiayan also fell into thought when he heard this, but he first thought about why this big guy asked this question, and then thought about how he should answer in order to get as close to his expected answer as possible, as for 'what kind of person do I want to be' was put at the end by him.

He glanced at the other big guy who was hiding among the elementary school students, and found that the big guy was also frowning.

Seeing this, Changyao Daoist said, "Or, how do you want to live this life?"

Lady Yin's brows furrowed even tighter.

How to live this life?

In the past, the perfect life in her dream was a big white meal, not oppressed by those officials, and she didn't have to worry about being killed by other Jianghu people, if the big white rice was full, it would be heaven. But now it seems that it has been done, and it far exceeds this standard, beyond her imagination.

She seemed to be content, but she seemed to need more.

The rest of the elementary school students also look at me, I look at you, and no one answers, it seems that those answers are too ridiculous to be embarrassed to say.

And Zhu Jiayan finally thought about 'what kind of person do I want to be' and 'how do I want to live this life', but he found that he didn't seem to think about this question very much, so that he couldn't think of an answer all of a sudden.

He came from an extraordinary background, received a good education since he was a child, and received the influence of excellent elders and even peers, compared with ordinary people, he knows more clearly how he may spend his life and how he should spend it.

After graduating, he either went to work as an intern in a small company under his own industry or went to take the civil service exam.

If he had gone on a business path, he would have left the small company in a few years, and started a business with a small sum of money that was small for the family but a huge amount of money for ordinary people, perhaps a failure, but at least a beautiful success, and then he began to enter the upper echelons of his own industry and gradually took control of it.

If he takes the political path, he will be transferred wherever he has the opportunity, until he proves his ability, gains qualifications, and rises to the top.

Even if he majored in science and engineering technology in college, even if he usually loves to play, he knows that he will go through this life like this.

It's a remarkable life, isn't it?

If you haven't met these big guys, that's true.

But I met these big guys...... Whether he met them or not, he rarely seemed to think about what kind of life he wanted.

Maybe...... Be a clean and handsome IT man? wear flip-flops, big pants and tank tops to work during the day, and go home at night to watch dramas and play games? On weekends and holidays, he shrinks at home as a dead and thin house, and lives a busy life of eating, sleeping, sleeping, and eating?

Maybe...... Be an immortal cultivator in it, dashing and unbeatable?

Or perhaps......

By this time, the group of schoolchildren were already chirping: "I want to be a scientist!"

"I want to be an angel in white when I grow up!"

"I'm going to be an astronaut, to heaven!"

"I'm going to fly a fighter!"

"I want to unify the universe and be the king of the universe!"

"I want to become an immortal, I want to live forever!"

"My dad said that no matter what you do, as long as you are happy, as long as it is the life you want, it is good. The little girl with two small balls on her head said timidly.

"Good. Changyao Daoren smiled, and looked at Yin Nuxia and Zhu Jiayan again, "What about you?"

"I ......" Facing the gaze of the Changyao Daoist, Zhu Jiayan hesitated, as if the answers he had just thought of 'close to the expected reply of the Changyao Daoist' suddenly disappeared from his mind.

"I want to be a fat house, the kind of ...... that no one cares"

"Fat house?" Changyao muttered, seeing the group of elementary school students in front of him laughing, he was embarrassed to ask what the fat house meant.

"Senpai, what about you?"

"Me?" said Yin Nuxia with a look of embarrassment, and only after a moment did she complain, "What the hell is this, what does it matter to you that I live my own life." I'll naturally live my life well, and you won't care about it. ”

"Yes!"

Changyao Daoren looked up and smiled, as if everyone knew what kind of life they wanted.

It's good to be young!

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