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This may be a taboo type of word for Zhou Xuan, whether it is in the previous life or in this life, such a thing is basically never said to anyone by you, in other words, for Zhou Xuan, such a thing is known by himself alone, and used to understand by himself, 1 and carrying it is already enough, because, that is already in the past.

But what is happening in front of him is a clear and unambiguous way for him to know that what happened in the past is still happening, and it makes him have a kind of thing that cannot be forgotten, and even, it can be said, is something that cannot be forgotten.

Because.

Too important, too much to forget.

"Huh!?"

Forthwith.

Zhou Xuan saw that in the hands of this little Lori, there was a note, and on the note, there was even a note, which made his heart appear in a wave of paper, on it, it was obviously moistened with water, but the line of words on it still made Zhou Xuan have a feeling that he could not forget, to be more accurate, that on it, it was actually a sentence.

That was Ouyang Xiu's words, Zhou Xuan used this sentence to explain to Su Mo'er that he wanted to use it as an extremely mysterious thing that both of them used, but in fact, Su Mo'er, who knew poetry very well, understood the meaning almost instantly.

"After the group of flowers, the West Lake is good, the wolf is red, and the flying flakes are wet. The weeping willows dried up the sun and the wind. Sheng song scattered all the tourists to go, and began to feel the spring sky. Hang down the curtains, and the double swallows return in the drizzle. ”

But.

Above, there is only one last sentence, Shuangyan returned in the drizzle.

At that time, Zhou Xuan hoped that he could have a life with Su Mo'er that only belonged to two people, but under the strong oppression of life, as well as various things, one of the problems that led to was that even if it was Zhou Xuan, even if it was the king of soldiers, he could not do this, so naturally there was a lot of conflict.

It is also for this reason that Zhou Xuan is the failure of failure in the end, and decisively uses which so-called national treasure to make his life have another meaning, but what he didn't expect is that another kind of life also has countless helplessness.

Maybe.

The essence of life is a kind of helplessness.

In fact.

For any person, this is the case, if you want to achieve a person, what you need is never just a way to survive, but also a meaning of life, but unfortunately, many people do not know whether their life has meaning.

In this way, there are naturally countless problems, and even, one of the big problems is that Zhou Xuan himself has begun to doubt whether there is another meaning for his current self.

The reason is.

In another time and space, Zhou Xuan once had a very bold assumption.

There is a very big possibility that everything that happens in the world where I am now is all fake, and it is precisely because of this falsehood, in other words, that it is all kinds of uncertainties that make him step by step to the present and become such a person now, as for the so-called life, it is nothing more than that.

In simple terms.

If everything in this is fake, then everything Zhou Xuan has done before will naturally lose all meaning, but after all, such a statement lacks too much evidence, so even Zhou Xuan does not dare to easily say whether he is true or false.

A very critical problem is that when such Zhou Xuan is facing the world in front of him, he has a feeling that he can't start, but, on the other hand, it is precisely because of this uncertainty that he can calmly wait for everything in front of him.

This is paradoxical.

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The time outside is still very short, although there is already a faint understanding of the girl in front of him, and there are many speculations in Zhou Xuan's heart, but he still quickly brought this little Lori into his home, and asked Qi Wanru to clean up the little Lori again.

When everything was finally done, it was almost early in the morning, which made Qi Wanru's face quickly appear a faint and speechless, and at this moment, Zhou Xuan was very calm.

Even.

In his heart, there were countless colorful ideas, among which there were many of them, which were also related to Qi Wanru.

Once. ，

Zhou Xuan had read a novel, the name of the book, called the Tomb of the Gods.

In this novel, there was once an existence called the Seven Peerless Heavenly Maiden, which is a very powerful character, of course, there must be no such character in real life, and it is precisely because of this that Zhou Xuan suddenly thought of such a character, because, among the girls he had met.

From Qiyue, to Su Xiaoxiao, to many people before before, among them, the main ones are naturally people who are very close to Zhou Xuan, and the two more important people are naturally Jiang Caiwei and Ye Rou, at this moment, Zhou Xuan also discovered what these two people have in common.

Maybe.

Everything that happened in front of me was just a dream of my own, and there was only one explanation that could explain why when I was in another world, the time in this world basically did not change.

However, the other problem is how to explain all the enemies of oneself and all the other things in such a world.

"Of course, compared with such a thing, the more important point is naturally the girl in front of me who makes me very speechless, what kind of relationship does this girl have with Su Moer, and Qiyue and others are also like this, whether they are just one of Su Moer's incarnations."

This kind of explanation is incomprehensible to anyone, and the reason why he thought of such an explanation was just a bold idea of Zhou Xuan, as for how much of such an idea is true and how much of it is not true, and it can even be said to be illusory, it is another point that is not certain.

"Stomp, stomp!"

Forthwith.

Zhou Xuan was standing on the windowsill, outside, the storm was still continuing, but there was a faint calm on his face, and in his pupils, extremely complex emotions kept flowing in it.

(To be continued.) )