Zhong Lingxin stared at the light and shadow on the ground, and suddenly had a lot of thoughts.

What is good, what is evil, what is good and what is evil?

Heaven and earth are ruthless, so they can last forever.

But it is precisely the existence of human beings in heaven and earth that there will be so-called good and evil, good and evil.

Perhaps only human beings can have endless debate about this kind of issue.

From birth, we are taught by our elders to be sincere, to be moral, and to be ashamed.

If you hurt others, you will repent in your heart and suffer from your conscience.

In fact, the so-called evil does not prevail over good, but it is just humanity.

Between the eternal firmament, good and evil, light and darkness coexist forever.

Justice is like light, it shines like the sun in every corner of the world.

Evil is like a shadow, and it follows us everywhere like a shadow.

People in the world often say that strange beasts are terrifying and hideous.

But sometimes, what is more terrible than them is the human heart.

The alien beast has only devoured our lives and bodies.

And the evil of people's hearts can turn them into fierce beasts in human skin.

Thinking of this, there was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Zhong Lingxin's mouth.

She had seen too many human tragedies in her previous life.

Those countless deceits, endless deception.

One second they were members of the team who were fighting together, and the next second they became executioners wielding knives.

Man's delusions are like a cave of dissatisfaction.

No matter how the times change, the struggle for power and profit has never stopped, and the intrigue has never stopped.

Even if the alien beasts invade, what if the human beings on the sea blue star are facing the extinction crisis, the weak eat the strong, and the open and secret battles never stop.

Zhong Lingxin doesn't believe that those who claim to be upright and heroic are always there, are there nothing wrong in their lives?

And those who are said to be evil and evil have never had a trace of kindness?

Sometimes, it's just that the winner is king, and the loser is the villain.

Whoever obeys you is right, and whoever opposes you is evil.

In order to gain great power, it is easy to lose yourself.

In that cruel and chaotic era, Zhong Lingxin could only hold on to the bottom line in his heart, just like guarding the only lonely lamp in the stormy darkness.

That little crumbling light, but never broken, kept her from falling into the abyss of madness, and turned into a demon in human skin.

The weaker you are, the more people bully you.

Zhong Lingxin wants to be a true strong person, to protect those who love her, and to show kindness to those who deserve it.

***

Time does not stand still because of human will, like a trickle, never to return.

In the past few days, Zhong Lingxin has been extremely busy, but fulfilling.

Except for Ren Mingyu who came over from time to time and had a bit of trouble with Lu Qianzhe, the rest of the time was quite calm.

These two people don't know each other, and now they are mixed together and call each other brothers, and they share gossip with each other.

The relationship was so good that Zhong Lingxin thought that Lu Qianzhe and Ren Mingyu were brothers who grew up wearing a pair of pants.

If she knew that the protagonist of the gossip was herself, she would have had a bigger headache, but fortunately she didn't understand.

Everyone is preparing for the mysterious events that lie ahead.

Lin Yincheng changed into a sportswear, and his handsome face was slightly red after intense exercise.

He stared sideways at her, his dark eyes veined with affection, floating in a pale shade of water, his gaze moving with her.

Beads of sweat snaked down her flushed cheeks and into her fair neck, making the roots of his ears inexplicably hot.

Zhong Lingxin was about to do the hundredth pull-up when he felt a focused gaze.

Her brow moved, and there was a mischievous sly look in her eyes.

He turned his head back to the owner who was looking at him and smiled.

Looking back and smiling, it burns brightly.

Lin Yincheng buried his head suddenly.

The slightly curly forehead hair hung down, covering the beautiful eyebrows.

"I'm going to cook."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurried to the kitchen, as if the kitchen was on fire, and hurried to put out the fire.

Zhong Lingxin tilted his head, the movements in his hands did not stop, but the smile on his face became stronger.

Although, she doesn't pick anything to eat now.

But if there is a person who can prepare three meals for herself every day, then her life can be said to be excellent.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

She didn't dare to think that if Lin Yincheng left one day, would she be able to live back to the old days of dry food with white water?

The tongue that he raised can't eat other people's food.

Zhong Lingxin found that a small sprout had grown out of time on his barren heart field, struggling to break through the soil in the cold winter.

She frowned almost invisibly, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in her eyes.

The flickering eyes faded, the smile on the corner of his mouth dissipated, and the trembling bud was uprooted.

Zhong Lingxin has always looked at his thoughts, but he can only pretend to ignore them.

Hell is coming, and she may not be able to respond to his feelings.

Perhaps, she wants to make it clear to him that he doesn't waste time on herself.

Lu Qianzhe snorted and lay on the ground doing push-ups.

His gaze inadvertently fell on Lin Yincheng's back, and then he glanced sideways at Zhong Lingxin, who was still indifferent.

The corners of Lu Qianzhe's mouth moved almost invisibly, and he smacked his tongue secretly, but he didn't make a sound.

The affairs of these two people, he is not easy to mix with as an outsider.

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry.

He snorted twice, and immediately denied that he was not a eunuch.

Lu Qianzhe frowned almost invisibly.

Let it be, maybe one day it will be a matter of course, and it's hard to say about feelings.

He licked his somewhat dry lips and silently looked forward to today's dinner.

I can't understand that my boss can fight and fight, and he can cook, and what kind of bicycle someone wants.

If he was a woman, he would have been married immediately.

The dining table in the underground warehouse, every day when it's time to eat, becomes a battlefield filled with aroma.

Everyone except the chef quickly poured food into the bowl.

Zhu Dafu eats so much that he can't wait to have one more mouth.

Lu Qianzhe swept through the clouds without showing weakness.

He was afraid that if he slowed down a little longer, he would have to drink some vegetable soup.

Zhong Lingxin felt that eating with these two people, his hand speed was much faster than in his previous life.

She glanced at Lin Yincheng, who had been chewing slowly, and didn't forget to pick up some food for him.

Fortunately, Ren Mingyu didn't come to eat today, otherwise he would have had to eat some vegetable soup and rice.

Only Xiaobai is the most leisurely, and Lin Yincheng has prepared an exclusive food bowl for it.

Spoonful by spoonful, he slowly scooped it into his mouth, and snorted twice arrogantly on the tip of his nose.

That bit of innocence that left him was also changed by food.

It won't admit that its appetite has been captured by someone.

In the blink of an eye, the plates of fragrant dishes were divided, and there was still a layer of gravy left at the bottom of the casserole with braised pork.

Zhu Dafu and Lu Qianzhe reached out and pressed the edge of the pot at the same time.

The two made eye contact for a moment, and Zhu Dafu just looked pitifully, blinking his little sparkling eyes vigorously.

Lu Qianzhe rolled his eyes, and while letting go of his hand, he secretly scolded in his heart that a dead fat man would sell cuteness to him.

Zhu Dafu poured a large bowl of rice into the casserole and ate it deliciously.

Where does this person seem to be the reincarnation of the demon king, it should be possessed by the god of food.

A mortal can turn ordinary ingredients into delicacies as if by magic.

You have to eat a little more when you can.

Thinking that he would not be able to eat it in the future, Zhu Dafu felt that the food in his mouth was suddenly tasteless.

Unfortunately, no one knows his melancholy.