Rong Qian's heart shook slightly, a person like Fu Hanqing, who was so lazy that the sky fell and didn't want to pay attention to it, would have such a quick reaction......

He sighed in his heart, and had to smile bitterly: "I just inadvertently aimed at a point a long time ago, when I checked the old files, I have always been a good student, and I have never been among the best in the exam, and I never thought that I would fail to pass, and I would have to change the question temporarily, so I didn't look at it carefully." If you hadn't just mentioned changing the subject, I wouldn't even remember it. ”

Fu Hanqing lowered his head sullenly, lazily not wanting to speak anymore.

Rong Qian sighed deeply: "Han, although your thesis is indeed difficult, you should at least try your best." In each life, the computer will choose the environment in which we are born and the people we will come into contact with according to our topics and opinions. Because of your thesis, the computer will deliberately make it easy for you to come into contact with many people with indifferent and extreme personalities, these people can be the object of your thesis, but the premise is, you must interact with them, just like light dust, if you don't take the initiative to fight for it, even if the computer lets him be born next to the emperor, the emperor will not fall in love with him, just like me, if you don't care, don't work hard, the emperor who is going to die will not hand over his son to me. Your thesis concerns all the negative emotions in love. You must at least get on the edge of love first, whether you fall in love with someone else, or let others fall in love with you, you have to work hard, you can't just close your eyes every life, thinking about how to eat and drink. ”

Fu Hanqing felt a little cold, and pulled the quilt himself. He snorted and said: "In the information Zhang Minxin gave me, those little ......"

Rong Qian's last bit of patience ran out, and he pushed it over angrily: "You have been taught the lessons of so many lives, and you really take the plot that crazy woman gave you seriously, and you still think that Xiao Shou doesn't have to do anything." There are a bunch of almighty small attacks, and they fall in love with him for no reason, and then eat and live in them? ”

Fu Hanqing followed his momentum, was pushed down on the bed, and shook his head slowly: "I know now that those are fake, but I still don't understand, what is love?" In the story, love is always born and died together, often full of blood. The land is full of suffering, and it is often you who are stabbed for me. I'm masochistic for you, but. I've experienced all of these things, but basically, I was stabbed for others, and no one was abused for me. And, if this is love, isn't love too simple? And in reality......"

He felt even more hesitant, and he had experienced several lifetimes. The world is too much to see, but love. But there is no chance of real contact.

In the first life, was there love between Di Fei and Bai Jinghong, and why were there so many mutual torture and suspicions.

In the generations to come, will those who possess him, detain him, and humiliate him have love for him? Why only harm and exclusivity.

Those big people are surrounded by wives, concubines and even male pets, is there love between them?

How many times has he looked at these people, turned his face ruthlessly, and killed the people next to him at will?

In the fifth and sixth lives, I was born in a common people's family with an ordinary face and an ordinary identity, and I have also seen the marriage of ordinary people, nor have I seen any earth-shattering love. Men marry wives, mostly for the sake of inheritance, women marry husbands, mostly for dressing and eating, there are also husbands and wives who turn against each other, there are also wives who go to the court to beg to go, and there are husbands who spoil their concubines and kill their wives.

Ordinary people, busy with livelihood, struggling with food and clothing, basically, have no time and energy to fall in love.

Love, what is love in the end, and how can he complete his thesis.

Rong Qian also frowned and thought for a long time, and then said softly: "For you, being stabbed or even killed is too simple, it is not a great love, I think, if one day, you are willing to be happy for someone and don't sleep yourself, then even if you fall in love with that person." ”

Fu Hanqing shuddered, hugged the quilt tightly and wrapped himself: "I'd rather never fall in love with someone." ”

Rong Qian felt that he had always been a person with a good temperament, how could he be so angry with this classmate that his patience was completely lost: "No, you must learn to love, at least know how to feel the love of others......

Fu Hanqing squinted his eyes, covered his mouth with his hands, yawned, and fell asleep with thirst.

Rong Qian was angry and funny, coaxing a childlike and softening his tone: "Good, obedient, in fact, loving someone is a very beautiful and happy thing, love is not as difficult as you think, just like light dust, you can love his king, just like I will also love those children I protect and raise." Father's love, mother's love, friend's love, lover's love, these are all very beautiful feelings......"

"But isn't it deception?" Fu Hanqing was lazy, his eyes seemed to be closed, and the whole person curled up on the bed and said.

Rong Qian was stunned and speechless.

Fu Hanqing closed his eyes and continued: "Love because of the topic, love because you have to pass the test, because the computer chooses a suitable person, and then love, is this love?" Isn't this deception, isn't it exploitation? He opened his eyes, his eyes still clear, "I don't like it, I can't, I ......"

He was silent and said no more.

Rong Qian sat there stunned, speechless for a long time.

Is it exploitation? Is it deception? He had never thought that he would not be able to answer at this time.

He just lowered his head and looked gently at his hands, was it exploitation?

That small, weak life was handed over to him, carefully cared for by him, and slowly grew up.

Is it deception?

Those calls, those who rely on, those who have been with each other for years.

Is it possible to choose a goal in advance, confirm a goal, and then complete it step by step?

He sat motionless, quietly recalling the past few lifetimes, the innocent smiles, the eyes that were once clear, and the little arms that stretched out to him again and again......

Then, he smiled. Answer gently.

"Han, those emotions are real."

The faint but soft brilliance flashed quietly in his eyes, "Maybe I came with a purpose and a selfish heart, but when the children were handed over to me, I really loved and guarded them." In the meantime, I have given my true feelings, I have done everything in my power, Han, and I can say without shame that I may have taken advantage of them, but I have never deceived them. I think it's the same with light dust......"

He looked up, his gaze distant: "Computers can only pick and choose for us who may be the subject of research, but they can't force us to confirm. If we don't think it's suitable, we can replace ourselves. Qingchen didn't fall in love with them because he chose those emperors, but in getting along with them, Jue

It is something that can be loved, and it is what should be loved, which is why he fell in love with them, and made him investigate the object. Just like the marriage between men and women in ancient times, most people have never met before getting married, however, after getting married, they have been in love with each other for decades and never give up, among them, in addition to responsibility, there is also love, first marriage, and then love, such a story is not incredible. ”

Fu Hanqing said in a very soft voice: "But, it will be sad, right?" ”

Rong Qian was stunned again.

Fu Hanqing just lay on the bed, never raised his head, never looked at him, and said softly: "Time and again, you and Qingchen are both sad, right?" Because you love, so sad, right? ”

Rong Qian couldn't answer, the most outstanding student in this small building, but he couldn't answer a word when asked by his laziest and most idiotic classmates.

It's going to be sad, right?

You and Light Dust?

Rong Qian was silent.

Light dust, light dust?

Several lifetimes of love, several lifetimes of torment, every crazy revenge, every chic departure, his classmates blamed him for being too ruthless, who asked him, Qingchen, you, will you be sad, right?

So, what about myself?

Xiaorong, what about yourself?

Every life is negative, they go calmly, every life betrays, they face it with a smile, they always calmly reflect on their mistakes, and always tolerate each other to defend each other.

The classmates said that the good man is a good man, and the saint is a small face. The model student is Xiaorong, and the moral incarnation is Xiaorong......

But have you ever been sad?

Xiaorong, have you ever been sad?

He bowed his head and was speechless.

In memory, every innocent smile will become gloomy and indifferent, and every pair of clear eyes will become deep and cold. Every hand that once held him tightly would abandon him mercilessly......

Xiaorong, have you ever been sad?

He lowered his head and stared at his empty hands. Between the fingers, it seems to be warm. The little Yan Rin was carried all the way back to the palace by him. Next to the ear. It seems that there is still the child's laughter, but one day, that child will look at him with the same cold gaze and face him with the same suspicious look, right?

Suddenly, he felt deeply tired into the bones and into the marrow, he closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and only opened his five fingers a little by little for a long time, and his eyes were calm and cold again.

If it is destined to be lost. So why not arrange it all by my own hands.

If it is destined there will always be betrayal. Well, why. Don't let me push for this betrayal.

Maybe, in this way, I won't be sad, maybe in this way, I can really not blame him and hate him......

For a moment, his thoughts were chaotic, and he only looked at his empty hands in confusion, "It's okay for him to do this." He's overly dependent on me now. For the country, for himself. It's not a good thing, right? In any case, in this life, there should be no repeat of the mistakes of the past, and he should always be allowed to be a successful monarch and spend his life in peace. ”

For a moment, his mind was in turmoil, but he heard the voice of Ah Han beside him say very softly: "I, I don't want to be sad......"

He was stunned, looked back, and lowered his head, but saw that Fu Hanqing had fallen asleep when he was distracted, but he still muttered: "I don't know what sadness is...... I've seen you sad...... I don't want to be sad......"

Rong Qian smiled bitterly.

It turns out that the ruthlessness of the light dust is sad, and my generosity is sad, but we don't know it, only a lazy guy who doesn't know the world can see it.

It turns out that Qingchen and I are pretending to be extremely smart, claiming to know human nature, thinking that we can play with people's hearts, but in the end, we are sad, but we don't know.

But...... Han ...... You don't know the world, you don't understand all the negative emotions of human nature, you don't even know love, you don't know how to be sad, so you are sad, but you don't know it at all......

Why did you dream for sixty years, why did you not foolishly try to fall in love with your master in the next few lifetimes, why did you change color when you heard the topic and shook your head when you heard love, why did you fall asleep with so much fatigue as soon as I talked to you about business......

Han, we know everything, but we don't know that we are broken. You don't know anything, so you don't know, and you're hurting.

Rong Qian sat at the head of the bed, looking at Fu Hanqing who was sinking into a dream, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he stretched out his hand several times, wanting to wake him up, but he sighed and shook his head and gave up.

Han, such a topic is indeed too difficult and bitter, and no matter whether it succeeds or not, it is inevitable that it will be sad.

If you don't want to do it, that's it.

Perhaps, you were right in your doubts.

Is it really necessary to write such a history and to write such a paper?

Why can't you live as simply as you think, but you must be forced by the system to roll in the red dust repeatedly? Why can't you be a simple child, but you must grow up sadly at school, under the professor, at the request of your classmates?

As a good student, Rong Qian questioned the school system for the first time, and he was confused for a while. got up and paced repeatedly, came to the case again, picked up a pen and wrote down Fu Hanqing's thesis, and looked at it in a daze, in a daze for a long time.

Fu Hanqing slept in the bed of the prime minister of Yan Guo for a night, but he didn't feel sweet and comfortable, but he seemed to have had a nightmare, but after waking up, he couldn't remember, the only thing he remembered was the extremely uncomfortable feeling in the dream.

And the owner of the bed, on the other hand, stared at the topic on the table all night, and thought hard all night, but did not come up with a way to break the dead knot, so he had to give up with a long sigh.

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion and others all know that there is a handsome man who spent the whole night in his father's bed, and the next day, seeing that man's face was gray, as if he came out with a sore back, naturally there were many private whispers and magical imagination.

And Di Yi and Di Jiu, who had made up their minds and generously asked Fu Hanqing to have a secret chat with their peers in their own small building, didn't expect that these two would actually chat all night, and they were still in a bedroom, so it was a little weird to look at Fu Hanqing's expression the next day.

Di Yi's curious eyes and Di Jiuji's gloomy expression both made Fu Hanqing, who had been extremely uncomfortable this night, feel a headache.