Looking at Huo Cimmer, who finally decided to stop and take a break after struggling to take the fifth step, I looked at him with my hands on my chest, and a smile gradually faded from the corners of my lips.

There's no way, Young Master Huo, you're unlucky to meet me.

"Hey, I said......" The tone was much lighter, and I took the time to see his embarrassment at the moment, but I didn't help him, "You feel that the whole world owes you when you are sad, I don't comment on this idea, but ......"

Hearing my words, the stubborn and stubborn Young Master Huo carried forward his usual style, and sure enough, regardless of the current situation that he couldn't stand on his feet at the moment, he raised his feet and walked away with great character, unwilling to stay for a moment.

"But," I said, "think about how great that thing that grieved you was. Yes, perhaps no one is qualified to make irresponsible remarks about other people's grief, let alone doubt other people's psychological capacity, but I want to tell you that emotions need to be properly suppressed, and it is not something that allows you to vent and release wantonly regardless of the occasion and time. A person, especially standing in a position like you now, even if he is in a bad mood, he must take care of the overall situation, at least take care of those who care about you, and should not allow his emotions to expand infinitely, let alone be willful......"

Even if he was about to shake down several times, Huo Czen's footsteps still did not want to stagnate in the slightest, however, like the stubborn him, I refused to interrupt my words in the slightest, this kind of little master who did not know the blessing in the midst of happiness, this kind of rebellious young man who was spoiled and ran away from home with his father at every turn, was really let go for too long.

He was further away from me, and had walked nearly ten paces, and I had to raise my voice, "How deep is your sadness?" Is it really as serious as you think? How much of your grief is actually deliberately amplified by your own subconscious? When you encounter one thing, you feel that the whole world can't hold your sadness, don't you feel naïve? ”

Two more steps away, his subconscious eagerness. Reaction in the pace, me

Hearing this, he suddenly paused.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm not angry with you anymore." I silenced each other and walked forward quietly.

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