Taking over the crystal coin in Yun Xiaotian's hand, Xixia Dameng took it seriously and counted it meticulously, for fear that Yun Xiaotian would give it less.

"Just right, wait for me here tomorrow morning!"

Yun Xiaotian, who finished giving the money, looked at the back of Xixia Dameng leaving.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt unreliable, and there was an urge to run over and get the money back from the hands of Xixia Dameng.

If tomorrow morning, he comes here stupidly.

The big dream of Xixia didn't come, so isn't he just a complete fool?

This kind of unlicensed pre-exam sprint tutoring course opened by strangers is a scam of fishing for water fish.

But Yun Xiaotian felt that this big dream of Xixia might be worth believing, so he gave the money in a daze.

Yun Xiaotian, who returned to the White Tiger Trading Co., Ltd., went into the kitchen and left everything behind.

Only here is he the most relaxed and at ease.

After Yun Xiaotian came here, the food of White Tiger Trading Co., Ltd. improved greatly.

Lin Hu was smug every day, feeling that he was really wise and martial arts to kidnap Yun Xiaotian here, otherwise, where would there be so many delicious meals.

Yun Xiaotian's dream is to be a cook, of course he can do it and let go of everything.

But what a person wants to do, may not be able to do, there are too many things that people are helpless.

I can't put it down, and I can't put it down.

Taking advantage of the time now, Yun Xiaotian will naturally not waste the opportunity to immerse himself in the fun of cooking.

Let the ordinary fruits and vegetables become sweet and delicious delicacies.

It may be just a simple ingredient, but it can have a kaleidoscopic taste, and it's all about care.

Whenever Yun Xiaotian saw the happy and satisfied expressions of the children when they ate the dishes he cooked, it was the greatest praise for him.

Looking at Ouyang Ruoyu sitting beside her, Yun Xiaotian felt as if she had nothing left to take care of her.

Ouyang Ruoyu has integrated into the life here.

At least he couldn't see that Ouyang Ruoyu had the slightest other thoughts, as if he had completely forgotten what happened not long ago.

Yun Xiaotian, of course, would not think that this was the case, but even if Ouyang Ruoyu had any ideas, he could not do anything.

Everyone has their own world, encounters, and lives.

How to make a choice? What does the future hold?

Only you know, no one has the right to decide to interfere, and no one has this qualification.

He is smiling, of course, he does not have this qualification.

All he can do may be to stop people talking about it and let her grow up healthy and happy.

She may have already made a decision, what to do, how to live.

Yun Xiaotian looked at the children around him who were not much younger than him.

He doesn't know their past, and he doesn't know their future.

But looking at their smiles now, he just felt that it was already good at this time.

For the future, everyone is powerless, but they have to do their best.

The current Yun Xiaotian is only an older child.

For the future life, Yun Xiaotian is also confused and helpless.

Looking out the window at the continuous rain, it was difficult to sleep.

Insomnia, a chaotic mind, like a wild horse, broke into his mind.

choose

No one knows exactly what to choose.

All the options, all the possible futures.

No one knows, which one? is the real end of them.

All that can be found is speculation.

The wine of life,

The next bite, is it bitter? Is it sweet?

You can only know if you drink it.

The path of life

Next foot, south? Northward?

Only when you step down, you have a direction.

Something too far away, no one knows.

The end of life, no one knows.

What will be experienced, no one knows

The meaning and joy of life may lie in the unknown future

Because it is unknown, it is expected.

Maybe lost, maybe remorseful.

There will be something to be gained!

Will rejoice, will be happy,

will love,

will also be loved.

The rain doesn't stop,

The lights are clear.

Looking at the black clouds and smoke that filled the sky,

Yun Xiaotian felt,

At this time, he,

It's like a duckweed without roots.

I don't know where it will be blown by the wind.

I don't know where it will be taken by the turbulent undercurrent.

It's like a boat with its sails folded,

groping in the fog,

With the river drifting over time,

Carried by the tide of accidents,

What kind of storms will you experience?

Beneath the dark waters,

Are there any reefs to hide?