If I were to point out the most heartless thing in the world, I would say "time" without hesitation. In the blink of an eye, we were already in our third year, and Tingxiong was lying on the guardrail of the dormitory, looking at the bustling freshmen.

When I think back to Bailu's two years of life, I didn't do anything except for emotional entanglements with a few girls. In terms of cultivation, I just gnawed on my old book. Whether it's my master, the Banshan Zen Master, or the self-righteous Banyuan Zen Master, they all think that the Mahayana Prajna Sutra should be practiced, but they never tell me how to practice when I enter the world. Just say you go, I'm confused about it. Because I really can't sleep with Zijun in my arms and still be able to stop my mind and go to fucking practice.

Tingxiong learned to smoke, and he looked like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes. His father was a retired detective who was injured. His dream is also to be a criminal policeman. When we talked about Zijun, he said that it was not that he didn't love Zijun, but that the love was too heavy. He said that in the more than a year he was with Zijun, he never knew what Zijun was thinking, so that the two separated, and Zijun was such a shadow. The communication between them is more like a colleague at work, he works hard to change the status quo, and even does not hesitate to break up bluntly, but what he gets is nothing more than Zijun's perfunctory. Therefore, when he heard Yang Ruo say that I am with Zijun, he even felt relieved. He said: Grief is the loss of what he once had, and he never had. After weighing the brotherhood and inexplicable affection, he chose the brother. He said that he didn't hate me, but his hatred for Zijun was hard to eliminate. He thinks that Zijun cheated on his feelings simply because he is like her brother. He wanted Zijun's apology.

Tingxiong is the most mature and stable one of my peers I have ever met. He can see through the essence of things earlier than others, and then point it out to the point. If Hua Han represents knowledge in our class, Zijun represents dignity, Zhao Pu represents cultivation, and Tingxiong must be a representative of reason. But I think rationality is always relative, and there is no rationality in loving someone.

Tingxiong can always handle the relationship with various characters very appropriately, and at the same time help others solve the relationship with the surrounding area. If the class leader and Zijun are the leaders of the class, Tingxiong is the glue of our class.

I decided to go to Zijun, with Tingxiong's heart, as long as Zijun is willing to apologize, I believe Tingxiong will forgive her. Our class will be able to get back together. Once again, I was deeply impressed by my ingenuity.

Human beings are good at forgetfulness and love forgetfulness. As long as one thing doesn't matter to him, no matter how much damage it has done to him in the first place, he can wave goodbye to it. Philosophers call it: the law of survival. It means that in order to survive, human beings abandon many useless things. It is said that in the primitive period of human beings, they even abandoned their old, weak, sick and disabled parents in order to provide for their own food and clothing.

The assassination of the martial arts tournament fully proved this. When the senior officials of the Ministry of Education and the Ministry of National Security compared the death toll of this uproar assassination with the death toll of previous martial arts competitions. It was found that the number of deaths this time had not increased compared to the past. It didn't even cause a rupture between the four universities, on the contrary, they miraculously united together. Therefore, they decided to restore the student president, a position that could carry the black pot for them at any time, and Zijun indisputably returned to the office that had been exclusive to her for two years. I am the only one who commands the white deer.

I was in high spirits at the time, convinced that I could handle the conflict between friendship and love, and I even prepared several sets of rhetoric to gently deal with Zijun's unruly rebuttal. When I opened the door of the student president's office, I found that Zijun and his wife were cleaning the office, and I was ready to run away from the fate of the coolies. But Kiriyue found out that they were lacking a coolie. When I was about to be pulled in by them as a beast, I was ready to spend a short time with affection and reason for Zijun. Before I could open my mouth, Hua Han put on a mask and ordered me to hang curtains more than five meters high.

At seven o'clock in the evening, I was freed from coolie. The office has a new look after the cleaning. They removed the bookshelves that were completely furnished and threw away the useless cabinets. Instead, Arabic carpets and sandalwood sofas were replaced, and the old dark red curtains were replaced with pure white, symbolizing the fairness and purity of the student council. They also left a vacant land of thirty or forty square meters for meetings. They say that they want to do a big thing this year, and what it is, they are always mysterious. No matter how much I interrogate, I just don't say anything. Women are always like this, gossiping when they have nothing to do, and they are distracted when they have a little thing.

After showering in the bathroom in the office, they were ready to go for a feast to celebrate and power. It was a few good classmates in the class who were invited. Tongyue was in charge of this matter, but when it came to inviting Tingxiong and Yang Ruo, everyone hesitated for a moment, but soon Lin Wei volunteered to say that she was going to call, and her relationship with Yang Ruo had always been very good. As for which hotel to go to, it was up to Hua Han to find it, and everyone felt that she had the highest taste. And Hongmeiyin is recovering from a serious illness, so she only needs to be responsible for eating.

I was asked by Zijun to go to the embassy of the Water God Palace to move something called red fruit wine, this name seems ordinary, it is indeed a bottle of luxury goods with only 150 ml but the price is as high as 3,000 yuan, the reason why there is such a high price, the reason is that it contains divine water, as for how much it contains, Zijun said to ignore. But just by selling red fruit wine, its profits are enough to support the daily expenses of the Water God Palace.

The Water God Palace has ambassadors stationed in important areas of the Republic, but no one knew that Zijun was the daughter of the Holy Maiden of the Water God Palace before, thanks to Sister Wen's good secrecy measures and Zijun's character of not asking for others and never showing off. Her ability to become the student president is a reflection of her personal charm and ability. However, this secret was lost after the Celestial Master was hospitalized. The ambassadors of the Water God Palace and the leaders of the country came to visit. Among them are the failure of the national unification of the army Chi and his daughter Chi Youran. His daughter is a freshman today, and she really wants to do something in the student union, and hopes that Zijun can help. Zijun is well versed in the world, so he naturally agreed enthusiastically. I wondered if the revival of the student council president had anything to do with it.

Red fruit wine is the benefit of Zijun's identity, but there is another thing that is why Zijun must let me go. That's a change of ambassador, and the new ambassador has to meet me. Sister Wen was very dissatisfied with the verdict of Shui Han and Bao'er, thinking that it was the inaction of the former ambassador. Therefore, she retired on the grounds that the grade was too big, and replaced her with a young and promising candidate who has been in the world for a long time. It is the great disciple of Sanfeng who paints poems. I was naturally very happy to hear the news, but what made me even happier was that Concubine Qin and Zhang Miao also came as assistants. But while I'm happy, I'm always worried that they are picking mushrooms again, and my crotch can't help but tighten.

Because of the time, we took the red fruit wine and prepared to leave. But the poem said that no matter how urgent it was, please make sure I give her a few minutes.

The painting poem explained to me Zijun's physique in vivid and accurate language, and then said more vividly that there can only be zero distance between me and Zijun at most, and it must not be a negative distance. If this scale is crossed, Zijun's life may be in danger. When the painting poem said these words, my eyes did not blink, but when I heard it, my face was red, and it seemed that my cultivation was still too shallow. She said that Sister Wen sent her here to break up the two of us, but she believes that love is free, and no one else has the right to intervene except for the two parties in love. Moreover, Mo Zhu can become a saint, and a lot of credit is that I abducted Zijun away. I don't think she used the word crooked, and she shouldn't use the word crutches. She said casually with disdain, anyway, if I don't control it and have a negative distance exercise, please be sure to bring Zijun here. I think you've finally said something useful.

We all underestimated Zijun's self-control, regardless of Sister Wen, her mother still painted poetry. Zijun knows very well what can and cannot be done. A lot of times I feel like it's okay and can go in. But I was pushed away by her. Much later, when I think about this experience, I realize that Zijun's self-control is really amazing, and I don't think anyone can refuse in that situation. She is a wild horse that no one can tame. Either you give in to her, or you leave her. Fortunately, I'm neither, I'm a wolf in the wind, whoop~~~ I'm just a virgin, you just can't write that scene, what reason do you make up~~~~