Seven p.m. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fang Cheng and Lin Nuannuan leaned on each other, standing in the Golden Apple Community.

Lin Nuannuan raised her delicate chin in Fang Cheng's arms, raised her head, her eyes were shining, flashing with a taste, and she said softly:

"Becoming a ......"

Fang Cheng's heart was about to melt, and he gently held the girl's bright pretty face: "We'll keep going like this." ”

Lin Nuannuan's little heart was flowing with honey, and she nodded her little head.

"Okay, Nuan Nuan, you wait a minute, I'll go up and open the window. ”

Fang Cheng leaned close to the girl's face and gently kissed it on the smooth and delicate forehead, then he let go of the girl and looked up.

The window was closed, but it wasn't locked, and he had to open it before he brought Nuan Nuan in.

Lin Nuannuan's eyes were full of little stars, and she pouted: "Then you have to be careful." ”

"Yes!"

Fang Cheng nodded, his body exerted his strength, like a bird with wings spread, jumping seven or eight meters high, directly to the height of the third floor, and his toes were a little bit.

The body was like a feather, and it flew out of the window on the sixth floor, and with a pull of his arm, the window opened!

"Hold me tight!"

After landing, Fang Cheng told Lin Nuannuan, holding the girl softly, and clicking on the outer wall of the floor with his toes four times before landing steadily to the window on the sixth floor.

Be cautious, there's always something right.

The little couple made out in the house for a while.

"It's half past seven!" Lin Nuannuan exclaimed.

Fang Cheng hurriedly sent a kiss and said with a smile: "Then I'll come back tomorrow?"

After the girl nodded in agreement, he jumped down like an eagle with wings spread in the sky.

Lin Nuannuan looked down with her little head, waved her hand at her boyfriend, and watched her boyfriend leave, she exhaled lightly and threw herself on the soft and fragrant bed.

The girl rolled on the bed, venting her happiness and joy in her heart.

Suddenly, Lin Nuannuan, who had messy hair, sat up, her little face was bitter, and she muttered, "I forgot to bring my clothes......"

............

Fang Cheng drove back home.

He had already eaten dinner, so he chatted with his parents for a while.

Chen Rong touched her chin and said with emotion: "If you have a car and a house, you will lack a daughter-in-law." ”

Fang Wendao also chimed in: "Yes, it's best for us to hug our eldest grandson as soon as possible." ”

This sentence instantly aroused Chen Rong's great interest, her eyes lit up, and she looked at her son Fang Cheng:

"Son, when are you going to give birth to a big fat boy for your mother?"

"It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, my mother has thought about it, if the girl is rich, she can buy whatever she wants, and the boy will be poor!"

Fang Cheng looked at his parents with a smile and a smile in full swing.

Look at this scene.

His heart seems to flow with a clear stream of happiness, which is the taste of happiness.

Dad is no longer the decadent Tang he used to be, broken, and has become more energetic and confident.

Mom no longer tired, sighing, and becoming brighter and more relaxed.

He is also, from an ordinary student, he has today's identity and status, as well as the most important martial arts strength.

Thinking about the changes in this year, thinking about going from nothing to a complete life, Fang Cheng pursed his lips, as if there was a sugar cube called happiness in his mouth.

And Nuan Nuan ......

Thinking of his delicate, cute, and lively girlfriend Lin Nuannuan, the corners of Fang Cheng's mouth outlined a trace of arc, such a day is really not enough.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down on the field of vision, the magic that changed his life and transformed him:

"Strength: 2.9, Agility: 1.4, Spirit: 1.0, Elemental Energy: 2. ”

Looking at the four lilac symbols, Fang Cheng closed his eyes and sighed softly.

A year ago, with the attribute ability in his body, he practiced martial arts in order to change himself and his family.

Now he is the champion of the Huaguo Youth Martial Arts Competition, with excellent martial arts strength, signed an endorsement contract, and is also quite worthy.

The lives of my parents are also improving day by day, and the life of being stretched out is gone.

So what is the purpose of living in such a situation, practicing martial arts desperately?

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, he stood on the edge of the living room, and he was stunned for a while.

............

Early the next morning.

Fang Cheng sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, life has come to this point, there is a house, a car and a deposit, his parents are healthy and his girlfriend is beautiful, maybe enjoying life is the right way.

"Jingle bell bell. ”

The mobile phone rang, and Fang Cheng hurriedly pressed the mute, for fear of disturbing his parents who were still sleeping.

Huh? Yes, Master.

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, and he picked up the phone; "Hey, Master?"

"Just finished practicing martial arts?"

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, and he said with a smile: "Well, I just warmed up, how do you know, Master?"

"Your breath. ”

Fang Cheng suddenly realized.

After practicing martial arts, even if you warm up, your heartbeat will increase slightly.

A flash of surprise flashed, Fang Cheng didn't expect Master's senses to be so keen.

It's simply inhuman!

The old man Lu on the other side of the phone gasped lightly, his eyes were deep: "Apprentice, this year's hard work has been seen by the teacher, it's time to rest for a while, don't push yourself too hard." ”

Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

My life is very happy.

The purpose of the past: to change oneself, to change the family, to let my father drive a good car, to live in a big house, so that my mother does not have to work hard, and live an easy life.

I also have a girlfriend who is in love.

So why do you still need to practice martial arts conscientiously, because in the past year, martial arts training has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, penetrated into the body, and has become a habit.

I always feel ...... A day off is a great sin.

Old man Lu's voice rang on the phone again: "There is looseness and relaxation, there is tightness and release, and the party is eternal." Apprentice, why do you practice martial arts, why do you pursue martial arts, have you figured this out?"

"When I first started practicing martial arts, I thought I was loyal and sincere to martial arts, but as time went by, I gradually understood my own thoughts, in fact, I just wanted to make my life better for myself and my parents. ”

"I don't understand, but I'm not going to stop practicing martial arts. ”

"Because I want to be stronger. ”

Fang Cheng slowly said what he thought in his heart.

He is still a young man, and it is nonsense to talk about loyalty to martial arts.

He is still a student who has never experienced society and has never seen sinister, and he is lying when he talks about pursuing a martial arts life and exploring the limits of the human body.

After all, his essence is still a little person who is content with his duties, family affection and love occupy all his heart, and martial arts training can definitely not be regarded as a kind of love.

It's like people love money.

But where do you like money? People don't like money itself, because it's just a special piece of paper with a pattern printed on it.

What people really pursue is the value that money represents, and the physical objects that money symbolizes.

If you have money, you will have a house, a car, and a comfortable and leisurely life.

Maslow's hierarchy of needs is divided into physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, respect needs, self-actualization needs, and super-self-actualization.

Fang Cheng has reached the highest, deepest, and final level:

Hyper-self-actualization.

Overactualization refers to a short-term "peak experience" that occurs when the mind fully satisfies the need for self-realization, which can only be deeply experienced when performing and completing something.

When a true artist paints, he does not feel the passage of time, he paints every minute, he wants to be as fast as a second, but every second is more fulfilling than a week.

It's like Fang Cheng is immersed in and enjoying martial arts.