There was no smoke rising and falling, but there was too much prosperity.
This was Feng Siming's evaluation of the city. He was used to seeing solemn cities and was tired of seeing small bridges and flowing water. A city like this really did not catch his eye.
However, such a small city had given Feng Siming an opportunity to change his fate.
Feng Siming, who was drinking tea alone in the small building, was waiting for an unexpected guest.
" Brother Feng, you have a good bearing." The young man looked at Feng Siming's back silently. He was not affected by the shabby room at all.
Feng Siming turned around and looked at the young man without saying anything.
"Brother Feng, I have something I don't understand.”The young man smiled.
Feng Siming finally said," If you have something to ask, please ask.”His calm eyes seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world.
"This little brother is not talented. May I ask where this brother is from?”
"I came from the horizon." Feng Siming looked at Flowing Silk Jade.
"Then, how big is the sky?" The mysterious conversation had nailed Feng Siming in the depths of his eyes.
"No worries in my heart." His tone was still indifferent.
"Then does Brother Feng have ambitions for the world?”
"A man's ambition is to go everywhere."
"What do you mean by concern?"
Feng Siming turned his head." Time flies. The inkstone is dyed with rouge. The thick black hugs the gorgeous red." The beauty of the years gallops in the life of a young child, making a long song of joy. The lyricist suddenly threw the pen away and lowered his eyebrows in silence. His flowery hands clenched tightly. It was the sadness of cardamom, the fragrance of death, and the memories were like a crumpled piece of paper with a palm full of wounds. The hourglass shattered, and the sound was like a broken string. The fine sand seeped into the wound that could not be healed for a long time. It was painful to the heart, but it still had to be gently wiped. Before I could count the wear and tear of the Quartz, the gap was far away, the fleeting years had been lost, and the old friend who kept looking back bent over to pick up the lost beauty. The longing stretched on, lingering like a red thread of confusion, twisting into a web under the green lamp, swaying in the wind. If the youth already knows the taste of sorrow, how can he brush away the soft and stubborn wound? Tell me, what is concern?"
Liu Siyu laughed wildly.”
"Who is your master?"
"The man in white you saw in the ancient temple in the suburbs.”
"What can I do for you?"
"I'm willing to entrust my life to you to help you rule the world.”
"Give me a reason." There was a trace of inexplicable emotion in his indifferent voice.
"I know you don't believe me, but sooner or later, you'll know that we're not helping you for benefits.”His smile was so magnificent that it could topple the world.
"I hope you can take effective action in the shortest time possible.”" I will help you build a business empire."”
"Alright." Perhaps this was trust.
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