Chapter 25 Knowing or Not Knowing, Is There Any Difference?
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Chisato was sure that he was a cultivator.
was persuaded by Lian Cheng and affirmed by the little ghost, and he had to admit it.
However, how did you become a cultivator?
The body is much faster than before, and the way I look at things has also changed, and my attitude towards things has changed unconsciously.
Like, there is still power.
Seemingly, there is also the body.
The little ghost's fist hit his body, and there was no pain like before, as if the little ghost was no longer a little ghost, and his fist became soft.
The most important thing is that Lian Cheng said a bunch of "theories" that he didn't understand, which made him confused, and then admitted it.
He is a cultivator.
An existence beyond common sense.
However, it seems that there is no difference, you still have to eat even when you are hungry.
The school's cafeteria!
Only those who have left the school will know that the school cafeteria is good, and there are always so many people who do not know the blessings in the midst of blessings.
"It's unpalatable!" The little ghost said, "Today's dish is particularly unpalatable! ā
"Nothing bad, right?" Chisato asked.
"yes, it tastes pretty much the same as usual." Yang Lu also nodded in agreement.
The little ghost shook his head and said seriously: "Because of you, I don't think this meal has the taste it should have." ā
"We?" Chisato wondered.
"It's not because of you or what." The little ghost pursed his lips, unconsciously put down the chopsticks, and a pair of hands appeared behind his head, "I think I'm too lonely alone, I can't compare to people like you in pairs, my heart is very bitter." ā
"Don't you have a girlfriend who is pro-sweetheart, and she is still engaged?" Chisato sneered unabashedly.
"I'm out there alone, it's different." The little ghost said, looking at Yang Lu with a wicked smile.
"What do you want to say?" Qianli said for Yang Lu.
"It's nothing, I just want to know, why did you fall in love with this guy?" The little ghost looked at Yang Lu with a depressed face.
This question is not easy to answer, just like the depression of the imp is faked.
Yang Lu blushed and tried her best to avoid this question, and this question could not be regarded as a real problem, she had not yet decided to be with Qianli.
Well, they're still simple friends, not boyfriends and girlfriends.
"I'm handsome!" Chisato didn't think much about it, just responded in the simplest way, "Moreover, I'm handsome and have connotation." ā
While saying this, Yang Lu smiled, and smiled as if this was the case.
It's just that Chisato feels as if something is wrong.
It seems that there is a very serious problem that has been overlooked, but I can't think of it.
"Hehe, what's the use of being handsome?" The little ghost said coldly.
"I'm not only handsome, but I'm rich!" Chisato responded immediately, but found that there was something abnormal in the little ghost's eyes.
Qianli was suddenly helpless, after all, he forgot a very important thing, his own money was not recognized by the imp.
It's a really difficult problem!
How should this problem be solved?
"You say yours, I'm leaving." Yang Lu got up suddenly, and didn't forget to look back, looking at Qianli, "Next week's literary club activities, remember to participate on time!" ā
"Hey, don't go!" The imp shouted.
"I still have things to do." Yang Lu said that when he left, he wanted to turn back, but he didn't look back.
Yang Lu is gone, really gone, Qianli feels empty in his heart, as if something important is missing.
"Qianli, how are you going to face Yang Lu?" The imp asked.
"What to deal with?" Puzzled.
"You're still pretending to be stupid?" The little ghost laughed angrily, "Don't you already have a girlfriend, why do you still want to entangle with Yang Lu?" ā
Qianli was confused, some didn't understand, really didn't understand.
"Don't have that on the look, I know you know what I'm talking about." "I told you she's a good girl. ā
"She's a good girl, but what does that have to do with me?" Chisato felt helpless.
The little ghost shook his head and said, "Do you want to say that you are just ordinary friends?" ā
"Isn't that so? We're just ordinary friends, and besides, we only met this semester, and you don't know it. ā
"But, she's interesting to you."
"You're not her, how do you know?"
"You're not me, how do you know I don't know."
"I'm not me, how do you know I don't know."
The little ghost was stunned, feeling that this passage was a bit, it was not so easy to end, and he didn't want to continue.
It's an endless topic that doesn't make any sense.
The little ghost took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I mean really. ā
"I'm telling the truth, I'm really telling the truth." Chisato said seriously.
"You think I'll believe it?"
"Why don't you believe it?"
"Why should I believe it?"
Chisato stopped talking, thinking about recent events, and few things were believed by others.
Everyone in the world is drunk and I wake up alone, how lonely this feeling is.
It seems that there is such a city, and there is only one person left.
Sitting alone on the city wall, his eyes were full of gloom.
"Think about it, don't overthink it." The little ghost ate all the unpalatable dishes and wiped his mouth, "Of course, it's not good to think too much." ā
Thinking more and thinking less have been said, and Chisato can only sigh in his heart.
Why doesn't anyone believe in themselves?
What you say is true, why don't you believe it?
In this world, perhaps only handsome people can grasp the truth.
Chisato thought silently, sad for the world.
"Honestly, how did you become a cultivator?" The imp asked suddenly.
Chisato cast a disdainful look and pouted and said, "How do I know? I suddenly became a cultivator, isn't that what you said? ā
"You didn't know what a cultivator was before?" The imp asked, "I really don't know?" ā
"Why should I know?" Thousands of miles helpless.
"Then how did you become a cultivator? Or is it a layer of gas refining? ā
"How do I know?"
"That...... Has anything unusual happened lately? ā
Chisato thought about it and said seriously: "Yes, and there are a lot of them. ā
"Tell me about it."
"First of all, I suddenly have money."
There was disdain in the little ghost's eyes, but he felt that there was no point in dwelling on it anymore, so he didn't say anything.
"Then, I'll go on a blind date, you know." Chisato said, "No, when I went to the river, I met an old man, he said I was going to jump into the river, he said a lot, and then he introduced me to a blind date, well, just that time." ā
The little ghost nodded, but there was a feeling that he couldn't listen to it, and besides, his whole body was a little restless, and he wanted to hit someone.
"You should know what happened at school, right?" Chisato looked at the little ghost and didn't want to say more.
"What else?" The imp asked.
"Nothing." Chisato thought about it carefully and shook his head, "It's really nothing. ā
The little imp pressed the impulse in his heart and said in a gentle voice as much as possible: "We are full, we need to do something. He patted Chisato on the shoulder and waved his big hand, "Go to the gym!" ā
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