Zhang Ailing once said that among millions of people and millions of years, they happened to bump into each other and said, Hey, you're here too. It's fate.
Buddha also said that only by looking back five hundred times in the past life can we exchange a passing glance in this life.
It seemed that fate could be met by chance but not sought after. However, the stubborn me often thought about these seemingly high-sounding but actually unscientific words.
Fate was just a beautiful name for a boring person to name their acquaintance. Acquaintance was just a coincidence. There was no need to make a fuss.
"I like to walk behind a girl because I can look at her and know that someone is with me.”Gao Huien's words to her didn't seem like the first words someone who didn't know her should say.
"Then you can always stay behind me. That way, I won't know if there's anyone with me. I like to walk quietly alone.”Ximen Liu continued walking forward.
"My name is Gao Hui 'en, I'm from the mainland. I'm here to discuss business. Meeting you is an accident, but it's a beautiful accident.”
"What business?" Ximen Liu went along with the topic. It was not like there was nothing to talk about.
"I guess you're not interested in real estate sales.”Gao Huien couldn't imagine how this beautiful girl would be interested in real estate.
"But you're really wrong. My mother happens to be in this line of work, and my father used to be a genius in the real estate sales world.”Ximen Liu said proudly.
"Who is your mother?" Gao Huien needs to study this topic.
"Wen Hua, the chairman of the Wen Corporation, what's wrong? Shouldn't I know something about real estate sales?”Ximen Liu was reminding Gao Hui not to judge a book by its cover.
Wen Hua's daughter was really someone who had searched for her everywhere and found her without any effort. This way, she could be a guest of the Wen Family directly." I was thinking of discussing the real estate sales cooperation with your family. I wonder if you can lead the way."”
The afternoon sun became lazy, and it lay askew on the stone asphalt road. The banyan tree by the road also hung its head dejectedly, like a cherry blossom flower path that had fallen out of love.
Ximen Liu and Gao Hui 'en waved their hands and hailed a taxi. The driver smiled warmly, which made the two young men panic. In this era, was the customer God or was money God? It was really a problem. "Master, let's go to the West Gate Estate."
The chauffeur glared at her fiercely again, his servile attitude becoming even more exaggerated." Alright, just sit there. I'm going to drive now. Be careful."”
In this day and age, having money and power meant having everything. Don't talk about benevolence, righteousness, morality, or faith. Talk about this after you've eaten your fill. Otherwise, others will only think that you're farting. I usually didn't fart much, because I only dared to talk about my ideals after I had eaten my fill. I dared to face the dripping blood and dared to break through the shackles of the secular world. It was really not pretentious.
The taxi was still pulling people forward like a cow, but cows ate grass, and taxis wanted money. If you gave money to the cow to pull the taxi, the cow would definitely not do it. Just like giving the taxi driver grass, he would sit on you to death.
Every domain had its own laws and guidelines. They couldn't make any mistakes, or the world would be in chaos.
He Yuxuan and Fan Zhiai, the other two people walking, had a high degree of familiarity and recognition. Both of them had an indelible impression of each other. One was loved, and the other was loved. It was the most difficult for people with this kind of relationship to figure out their own position and what they were to the other party. People with this kind of relationship were also the most likely to be hurt or hurt others. This was because the hearts of people in this position were like glass. They could only be admired. If they were to pick it up and savor it, they might fall to the ground.
"Long time no see. How have you been in the past two years?”It had been two years since Fan Zhiai left the country.
"Yes, time really flies. I still remember the first time you stopped me and told me that you liked it.”He Yuxuan loved to live in the fairy tale where the prince pursued her in his childhood.
"Actually, I secretly liked you before that. Perhaps it was when you first came to school to play in our country's second year of middle school. But at that time, it was secretly. You don't know.”Fan Zhiai swallowed the words he wanted to say.
"Do you have a girlfriend now? It's the one who danced with you just now, right? My intuition tells me that it must be because his eyes are full of love for you, right?”Yuxuan believed in his judgment as a woman.
"It might be, but it's impossible because of a girl.”Fan Zhiai shook his head. He Yuxuan seemed to see Fan Zhiai's heart breaking.
"A girl? Who is she? She's the one who stopped you from loving her. Why is this woman like this? I don't like her.”He Yuxuan didn't know that this woman was herself.
"It doesn't matter anymore. She's going to Australia soon. Everything will come to a perfect end here. From now on, there will be no more stories about him and me in this world.”Fan Zhiai's melancholic eyes appeared once again. He had dyed the sky blue, dyed the sea blue, a melancholic blue.
" Yuxuan, be my girlfriend. Let me protect you and take care of you. When you're lonely, I'll count the stars in the sky with you to dispel your worries. When you're happy, I'll tell you sad fairy tales to let you know that there's still sadness in this world. Our hearts are no longer two, but one. Promise me, okay?" Fan Zhiai had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He had been preparing these words since the moment he fell in love with Yuxuan.
He Yuxuan really needed a shoulder to lean on. Fan Zhiai, the Depressed Prince, poetic romantic love. This was the first love that every girl wanted, the love that she could not get. Coupled with the pressure her brother was giving her, she had to sell herself as soon as possible. Fan Zhiai was definitely a buyer who could afford it. He Yuxuan nodded and threw herself into Fan Zhiai's arms.
Love didn't have any special feeling in the beginning. What was the difference between feeling and love? No one could say for sure.
Love was slowly cultivated. Perhaps it was something that was cultivated. He Yuxuan, who was in Fan Zhiai's arms, thought the same because she was very calm. This calmness made her feel very comfortable. Perhaps there was no heartbeat. This was true love and the life she wanted.
Fan Zhiai's heart was in a mess. He could not believe his eyes. He had always thought that she would not accept his love, but the God of Fate had given him such a kiss. He really could not express his happiness. If he had to describe it, it would be that he could fly into the sky with a jump. This did not seem to be an exaggeration.
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