I never imagined that one day I would actually meet a beautiful British woman who was also a college student studying in China. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Perhaps for those who study at prestigious universities, it is not a big deal to meet or know a foreign girl.

But for me, it's incredible, it's a little bit unusual.

The moment she appeared in front of me and said my grandfather's name, I sat on the ground and couldn't let out a fart for a long time.

She was in her twenties and had a snow-white complexion.

She has big blue eyes, a pointed face, and is very tall, looking a bit like the movie star Helena.

is very beautiful, and the temperament exudes from her body, which makes me, a seven-foot man who thinks he is not afraid of ghosts, have a sense of non-blasphemy.

I've never figured it out.

Why do you say that most of these foreign chicks are so tall?

The British beauty in front of me who looks like Helena, her name is Rihanna Xiaowei, and her Chinese name is Xiaowei.

The reason why I sat on the ground after she called out my grandfather's name was not because such a big beautiful woman suddenly ran to the construction site to find me.

It's not because she's a foreign girl, and it's not because she's beautiful.

Instead, I remembered my grandfather's deathbed words.

My name is Huang Quan and I am 20 years old.

His hometown is Hubei, and his ancestral home is Beijing.

The family is poor, the appearance is ordinary, and just after graduating from junior high school, he followed his cousin to work on the construction site in Wuhan.

The name Huangquan, just like my appearance, is very ordinary, but it has a bit of an unlucky taste.

And I know that my ancestor is not surnamed Huang at all, but Fucha, one of the eight Manchu surnames. The reason why he changed his surname to Huang is that there are too many stories in it, so don't mention it.

Although I was destitute, I grew up wearing a gold necklace.

This gold necklace is a cross pendant, which has been handed down from my great-grandfather's generation, and told future generations that even if they starve to death on the streets, they cannot lose this cross.

I always knew that this golden cross was given to my great-grandfather by a missionary. As for the reason, my grandfather didn't say, showing that he didn't know either.

When my family was in ruins, they were very miserable, so I didn't have any religious beliefs since I was a child, and I was a complete materialist.

But I wore a golden cross...

The shape of the cross is ordinary, the size of a palm, about 300 grams, and it is covered with strange inscriptions.

It looks very quaint, like some years.

The inscription symbols are strange, and there are three special symbols in the middle of the horizontal and vertical cross, and I have asked someone to check the meaning of these two special symbols.

These three symbols are the ancient Roman words for "punishment" and "execution", as well as the meaning of "seal".

It sounds awesome.

My parents left completely because of this golden cross, in the aftermath of the dilapidated four.

My grandfather also died when I was six years old.

On his deathbed, he told me that one day I would meet a foreigner wearing a silver cross, and my life would change completely.

Xiao Wei stared at her big charming eyes, bent over to stare at me, and the silver cross on her chest, shaking in front of me, was particularly dazzling.

"Are you a descendant of the descendants of Fucha Antai?"

Xiaowei's Mandarin is very standard, but I don't think she understands Chinese culture. If she is familiar with our Chinese culture, she should say that I am the great-grandson of Fucha Antai.

What descendants of the descendants ...

I knew that her misty eyes just now were not looking at me, but the golden cross hanging around my neck, although I was shocked by the strong aura that her beautiful temperament bred.

After a few short seconds, he recovered.

In my case, being able to find a girlfriend in rural China is already smoking from the ancestral grave.

Girl, that's the fantasy of a dream.

I sat up from the floor and said, "Well, who are you?" ”

"My name is Xiaowei, and I am a sophomore student in the Department of Chinese at Wuhan University."

This is my first meeting with Xiaowei, on the campus of Wuhan University, she is a beautiful foreign student, and I am a silky construction site worker.

Because I am building a third football field for Wuhan University.

First of all, I am not the material for writing novels, but I am just sharing my personal experience with everyone. I hope people won't laugh at my writing.

Ruyi: "Tomorrow Auntie will call you to Biyan Cave for dinner." "It turned out to be a consecration treat, thinking that I would have time and be young, so it would be good to earn some popularity for them.

The next day I bought a lot of fish and released them before I went, to the foot of the mountain I thought, to them to pick up the guests, a flash to lunchtime, they told me to go up to eat, to the first to buy candles one by one, but eat more people I waited, then there is a woman to blow to everyone, said that I came in the morning to meet the gods, I usually do not have the habit of bragging, for a while nodding is not shaking the head is not. It's just a smirk, and the atmosphere is very embarrassing. After eating, I went shopping, and saw an aunt waving to me with clothes, and we put them on for the Jade Emperor together. I was secretly glad that I had been fortunate enough to have encountered such a beautiful event. Then I went and saw a cave, there was no one in it, I sat on a rock to rest, looked up and saw that there were three statues inside, now I think it should belong to the immortal class, at that time I just looked at the three immortal statues out of concentration, my thoughts were blank, suddenly a white light flashed, a white translucent head appeared on the left, [only the head has no body] and then to the right, in the blink of an eye, it was in front of me, and I was head-to-head, only a fist away, and then disappeared in an instant, and it would not take more than three seconds from beginning to end.

Another time I came home, the whole family was outside, only occasionally home, when I went upstairs with a flashlight in my hand, I heard that you don't look this way, we are here, maybe I am more courageous, I am not afraid, when I showed a temple, I don't know why I turned my head to look at it, but one thing is for sure that it was also a blank brain at that time. At this time, I saw a translucent shape flying towards the temple. If I'm not mistaken, he must have flown out of it, but when I looked up, he was already backing up.

The above is what I really encountered,

There is a saying that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but the time has not yet come. So we see the illusion that there is no reward for good.

Author's Message: A good man has a safe life.

Without a soul, the body is like an empty shell. Perhaps the body is the prison of the soul. The soul leaves the body, and the world becomes blurred, but it can still perceive the real world and the empty shell lying down.

There was a confused glow in the distance, white fog dots with a faint glow. The yearning for mystery makes the soul move, every step is so difficult, there seems to be an invisible shackle between the empty shell and the soul, attracting the soul and not being able to bear to leave, or the memory of reality makes it difficult for the soul to move. With each step, the world around me became more blurry, imperceptible, and gray.

The soul suddenly became frightened, could it be that this walk would no longer be able to perceive this empty shell world. Contradictions are entangled, the yearning for mystery, and the remembrance of reality. Slowly retreating to the empty shell, the world is still a blur, but the perception is so clear, knowing that lying here is your own empty shell, knowing everything that exists around you, but the eyes can't see clearly.

The invisible shackles between the empty shell and the soul should be a memorial to reality, a lovely daughter, a beautiful wife~~ The soul slowly walked into the empty shell, as if lying in the house, and could move freely, after a while, depending on the link between the empty shell and the soul, the empty shell sat up, looked into the distance with confused eyes, and sighed in his heart.

If one day, there is no longer a memory of this world, the soul will easily go away, to the mysterious world that belongs to her, maybe heaven or hell, or nothing, just confused. The soul is also thinking, yearning for the mystery of the unknown, if it is far away, I don't know if I can come back, if it is a beautiful new world, and I will come back after a tour to tell my lovely daughter, how nice it would be. (To be continued.) )