Good love and bad love are easy to tell. Good love makes your world vast, like walking on an endless grassland. Bad love makes your world narrower and narrower, and finally there is only an inch of land under the eaves that can shelter from the rain.

Seeing this, Ning Xiao couldn't help but look at Cheng Ziyang beside him. At the moment, he was still sleeping with his eyes closed. This may be the most restful and comfortable sleep he has slept in the fairy world, and he has not woken up until now.

Good love is when you see the world through one person. Bad love is when you give up the world for one person. The narrowest moment of good love is only when it is in bed.

Bad love, when it is the broadest, is only when it is in bed, that is already the largest space, and people become more and more narrow, and love is nothing more than a frog at the bottom of the well.

Good love can make you, who have no ideals and no ambitions, become ideal and ambitious, you who are extreme become tolerant, who are proud, who are selfish, who are willing to conceive, who are insecure, who are no longer afraid.

Ning Xiao couldn't help but yawn. Looks like she's going to have to get another good night's sleep.

Bad love is the complete opposite of all this, the only visible future you have is love, there is nothing else to love. Good love allows you to always reflect on whether you have paid enough, so that you are not afraid of aging, because even if you are old, you will not lose each other. You don't have to worry about not moving in the same step in 10 years, because you're walking hand in hand on the prairie instead of sheltering from the rain under the eaves – when the rain stops, there's no need to stay together.

"Hmm!" Cheng Ziyang, who was a little vigilant, opened his eyes slightly and found his wife who was leaning towards him. He suddenly felt relieved, reached out and took his wife into his arms, and continued to ripple in that sweet dreamland.

Perhaps, for them at this time, there is no longer a need for good love and bad love.

Water lily! Rockery! Water! Duckweed! Fish.

The pink petals smile slightly! Bow your head shyly, pure water lilies! Sweet dreams! Quietly asleep, the rockery stands in the middle of the water! Looking at the lotus flower from afar, how beautiful her green dress was. How pretty her face was. Did she have a rockery in her dream? The rockery really wants to ask the water lilies in person.

However, she was too far away to hear the enthusiastic cry of his heart.

When night comes, it's time to sleep on the rockery. In his dreams, there are shadows of water lilies every night. Let's go on like this, I hope it will be forever, although I can't confide in her love, as long as I can look like this every day. Water lilies, water lilies! Do you know what is going on with my rockery? Maybe you'll never know! I don't expect you to know, as long as I can love you silently, I am very satisfied.

"Poof!" Ning Xiao, who was asleep, couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw all this, and he got closer to the thick and warm body beside him. At this time, in her sleep, she completely forgot who she was. But the body next to her can bring her warmth and sweetness.

The raindrops draw circles on the surface of the water, stepping on small ripples, and a small piece of duckweed indulges in the water waves. Chishui's chest is so broad, it must be very solid to lean on its arms, duckweed thought. But Ning Xiao didn't think so. She felt that she was still not as good as being in the arms of snuggling at this time.

However, the ripples caused Chi Pingjing's feelings to start flooding. The grace of the water lily shocked the pond water. She swayed gently against the surface of the water, flicked her sleeves delicately, and danced a soothing dance. So, Chishui watched intently, showing an expression of appreciation and happiness.

In this way, duckweed was injured, filling a broken heart with pain. She is jealous of the water lilies and vows to take back the water from the water lilies. So, in order to occupy that broad chest, duckweed began to grow wildly.

However, the water lilies did not feel the affection of the pool water. She fell in love with a fish. It was the only fish in the pond. She was full of joy, humming a little tune, and busily dressing herself.

The rain washed her face, and the wind blew her streamers. She bent down and took different poses, using the water as a mirror, combing her own shadow.

Ah, he's swam here! At this time, the arrival of the fish filled the water lilies with joy. The fish is also moved by true feelings, and is sincerely praising the beauty of the water lily: she is his goddess, his angel.

The water lily is even more excited, and wants to make herself more beautiful so that it can attract the fish even more.

In this way, the feeling of love is so sweet, and they kiss affectionately.

Seeing this, the jealous duckweed began to desperately absorb sunlight and water, constantly growing, small patches, large patches, green running on the surface of the water.

In this way, duckweed ran to the foot of the rockery. However, before duckweed could speak, Rockery wanted to ask her to help convey to the water lily that he endured lovesickness every day and that his unrequited love needed an end.

Duckweed was so angry that he didn't listen to him, so he hurried away without even looking back.

Eventually, all parts of the pond were covered with a green blanket, and duckweed no longer had to run. At this time, duckweed hugged the pond water tightly and happily told him that everything she did was for him.

However, she hugged it so tightly that the pool water was a little breathless.

In this way, all the sunlight is covered by duckweed. Oxygen can no longer be dissolved in water. The fish soon lay dying. But he still used all his strength to swim to the lily and kissed her slender fingers one last time, saying goodbye to her sadly.

Taking advantage of the fact that the oxygen in the water is getting less and less, the duckweed is fiercely choking the throat of the water lily, competing for her oxygen. How can a weak water lily compete with a strong duckweed? Her breathing weakened instantly.

Witnessing the lilies grow haggard and then slowly wither, Pool regrets not telling her love before she dies, is it destined that he can only have unrequited love? Why is the water lily dead, but he is still alive? Why is life so harsh on love?

The duckweed continues to grow. Although the surface of the water already belongs to her completely. But she just couldn't stop herself from growing like this. Because it was love that made her infatuated become crazy and irrational.

However, because she hugged it so tightly, the pool water finally suffocated. Eventually, duckweed kills her loved one with her own hands. It's love that tells her to do this. In this way, love is really cruel!

However, after completing the mission of love, duckweed is also very tired and desperate. She lay in the rotting bosom of the pool, rotting with him.

In this way, a pool of turbid water surrounds the rockery. Love died, and only the rockery stood alone.

"Alas!" In this regard, Ning Xiao could only let out a sigh. It seems that no matter where love is, no matter when, there is still a good or bad difference.

"Shaw!" Just then, a call came from my ears.

"Hmm!" She instinctively answered, and slowly opened her eyes. She couldn't help but smile when Na Ying's sturdy and familiar face came into view. She stretched out her hand and hugged the person in front of her, thinking in her heart: no matter what, her love with him is good, and it does not bring harm to the person next to her.

"War is brutal. And street fighting is even more cruel in the cruelty. Anyone who knows street fighting knows that the winner and the loser will have amazing losses. In narrow streets, around corners in complex environments, you may encounter companions and enemy bullets; Therefore, in such a deadly environment, the only factor that can maintain everyone's life money is the use of street fighting tactics!"

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On stage, Cheng Ziyang continued his lecture on the theory of war in the divine realm. Offstage, Ning Xiao was quickly taking notes.

"Justice," Taibai, who was sitting next to her, asked with his senses. "Why are you so happy today? The smile on your face, from the beginning of the class, continues to the present!"

"Huh!" At this moment, Ning Xiao even had a smile in his consciousness. "This kind of happiness of mine can only be understood, not expressed! Even if I wanted to tell you, I couldn't tell you for a moment. Otherwise, if you find a goddess to talk about love, you may know why I am so happy? ”

"Pull it down!" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Taibai's consciousness. "At this time, do you want me to find a female god to fall in love with? You're either cheating on me, or you're trying to hurt me!"

"Huh!" Ning Xiao still smiled and responded with his divine sense. "It is difficult for people who have not been nourished by love to understand the happiness of bathing in the sea of love!"

"Phew!" Taibai was so angry that he turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to her.

"Justice," At this time, the god general Taiyin, who was sitting on the other side of Ning Xiao, also interjected inexplicably. "You and the human king are so sweet and sweet in the god realm, aren't you worried about the villain king in the human realm?"

"What does he have to worry about?" It's a pity that Ning Xiao was unaware of the strangeness in these words. "He's not weak in his own right. In addition, several people will be guarding him. Without our parents restraining him, maybe he would still be happy? ”