Just when Wang Xuan was confused, when he sighed, he suddenly remembered a passage he had read in his previous life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

That passage was originally something he saw inexplicably when he was searching for something when he was young, but it was such a passage that he remembered in his heart.

You, if you are a woman, a beautiful woman, you must know that all beauty is momentary wonderful. All beautiful things never stop for anyone, your face will lose its luster one day, you must not let your beautiful appearance miss your life, while you are still young, seize the time to enrich yourself, if you have enough knowledge and cultivation, your beauty makes you more beautiful; in the same way, if your mind is empty, then, your beautiful appearance is your greatest misfortune.

This passage woke him up from his dream!

Beauty is not a luxury, every woman can be beautiful, but some people are originally beautiful but are willing to fall because of the intervention of certain social conditions.

Cloaked in a gorgeous shell, there is a vicious heart hidden.

Is this beauty really beautiful?

He is a man, but he will only have one woman in his life, so he will focus on the choice of the other half, and he did not think that it was just because of that accident that contributed to the answer in his life.

Wang Xuan muttered in his mouth, his eyes like torches, because he was about to write down his answers, his true understanding of beauty.

The ink color is swaying, refreshing, this is not only the fragrance of ink, but also the taste of Buddha nature.

"Why don't you give all the women the face of a moon and a shy flower?"

In fact, there is no reason for this, because the existence of everything is reasonable. Everyone can be beautiful, it's just that beauty is expressed in different ways.

"It was just a flash in the pan, used to blind the eyes of the world. Nothing can be worth a pure heart. ”

That's his answer, that's what he says.

He didn't write it, but it was his handwriting, which made him feel the subtlety of it.

The mind has a thought, and the page has a present.

What he didn't know was that many people were almost finished answering all the questions, but he still swallowed slowly, and it took him an hour to come up with the answer to this question, and in this hour he thought of almost all the possible answers, but there was a problem.

It's too personal, it's too one-sided.

He can say that the will of heaven cannot be violated.

It can also be said that if everyone is the same beauty, then beauty is not beautiful.

He can even say that outer beauty is not beauty in the true sense of the word, and inner beauty is also a kind of beauty.

But he didn't choose, the third answer can be said to be the same, but the artistic conception is 108,000 miles away.

Buddhism is quiet, Buddhism is boundless, and the mystery can be described as mysterious and mysterious.

Those who understand the Buddha are as close as if they are far away in front of him, and those who do not understand the Buddha are blind to the Buddha even in front of him.

In fact, Buddhism is also like the way of cultivation, all of which are extremely obscure, easy to get started, and difficult to achieve.

Wang Xuan didn't dare to say that he understood the Buddha, and he couldn't even depict the appearance of the Buddha, but this sentence seemed to be deeply ingrained in his memory, slowly emerged, and jumped on the paper.

That is, at the same time as he wrote this, the beautiful woman laughed again, this time her smile was even more brilliant and incomprehensible.

This is her unique mature charm, and this scene was only seen by Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan's heart moved at will, admiring the so-called great beauty, until a cloud and mist were hazy, and then he fell into a white vastness.

At the same time, there were only three or two people left in the entire classroom, and one of them was Wang Xuan.

He seemed to be looking down to think about something, and his face was sad, without the confidence he had just answered.

It's not up to him, just because a strange thing happened to him.

That is, he had forgotten everything about the beautiful woman, and even what she had done, slowly dissipated in his memory.

This feeling made him very strange, because he knew that there was such a person, but he couldn't think of anything, and the more he thought about it, the more blank it became.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, and saw a piece of paper on the table, on which was written everything that had just happened to the beautiful woman.

Only then did he remember that he was here to take the test.

The surroundings were white, and he didn't have to look at it, and he didn't want to see it, just because this was a place he didn't understand, and no one would explain it to him.

Instead of asking for trouble, it is better to let go freely.

As a result, his consciousness was unprecedentedly concentrated on the paper in front of him, and new words began to appear on the white paper in front of him.

The handwriting is a change again, the font is chic and free, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, what is amazing is that there is a faint smell of wine, as if the person who wrote this word is addicted to alcohol, and even his words also reveal a smell of wine.

When Wang Xuan read through all the words, he only felt that the world might be really crazy.

He's just a teenager under thirteen, still in a period of ignorance, and doesn't even know much about the anatomy of women's bodies (at least on the surface), and it's a bit of a tricky question to ask him now.

But he had to think, he had to find the answer.

Just because, in this world, not everything you do voluntarily, more often than not, you don't want to do it.

He read through the question again, and only felt that the person who wrote the question must have some sad past, so that people could literally feel the deep sadness in his heart.

Also, if it weren't for a person covered in scars, how could he be a drunkard and ask such a tangled and reversed question-

"What if I meet someone I can love, but I'm afraid I can't grasp it?"

The person who asked this question must be a good-faced person, this kind of thing is good to reach out and grasp it, love is like a slow tasting of fine wine, you have to drink alone one can after another, and it is helpless?

But Wang Xuan wanted to incarnate as a love consultant at this time, and this question was both simple and profound, and it was the first time that a big girl got on a sedan chair.

Even if he likes Satsuki, he can't understand whether it's love or not.

Love can stand precipitation, but also can stand the test.

Only after Satsuki has truly matured can he take Satsuki's hand and ask her if she would like to go down with him.

This kind of thing is not to be sloppy.

But what's the problem?

What does it mean to meet someone you can love, but you are afraid that you can't grasp it?

Is it possible to love at the same time, but because you are worried about the future, you dare not love?

I'm a **** immortal board, when this young master eats chicken butts, he never asks himself if he can eat it, what if he chokes to death! )