Yang Ning did not know about this rescue operation.
What he didn't know was that during the rescue operation, his sister-in-law, Xiao Mei, was injured.
On the sofa in the living room of the villa.
Yang Ning held her tablet and carefully browsed through the front page of the magazine website. There were quite a few essays, poems, and touching stories on the front page.
On the biggest banner on the website's front page was a poem.
"Eh?"
Yang Ning blinked in surprise.
On the largest banner was the song he had written," That Life."
Moreover, under the banner, there was the author's signature-Yang Ning.
However, beside the signature, there were four words: Young Poet.
"Young poet?"
"When did I become a young poet?”
"I'm just a child, okay?”
Yang Ning pouted. She didn't expect her " That Life " to be so popular on Graceful Story magazine's website. It was directly published on the banner on the front page.
Yang Ning revealed a curious look and opened " That Life ".
At that moment, I raised my Wind Horse, not to pray for blessings, but to wait for your arrival.
That day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist in the hall and suddenly heard the mantra in your recitation.
On that day, the pile of Mani was not built to cultivate virtue, but to throw stones into the lake of the heart.
That night, I listened to Sanskrit chanting for an entire night, not to comprehend it, but to find a trace of your aura.
In that month, I shook all the prayer tubes, not for salvation, but for the touch of your fingertips.
That year, I prostrated on the mountain road, not for an audience, but for your warmth.
In that life, I turned mountains, rivers, and pagodas not to cultivate the afterlife, but to meet you on the way.
At that moment, I ascended to become an immortal, not for longevity, but to protect your safety and happiness.
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Young poet: Yang Ning.
Below, many readers left comments, all of them fascinated by this poem.
"This poem is so well written!"
"Awesome!"
"Beautiful love!"
" Love filled with Zen."
"This is the most beautiful modern poem I've ever seen.”
"To be able to write such a beautiful love poem, what kind of experience must he have?”
"Young poet?"
"I really want to know who this young poet is!”
"Yang Ning?"
"He's actually a young poet. He shouldn't be too old, right?”
Yang Ning looked at the comments and was pleasantly surprised. She did not expect her love poem to be so popular. There were thousands of comments below.
"It's time to update."
Yang Ning said with a smile. She directly opened the Creation Center on the front page of Graceful Story magazine and opened her Creation Backstage.
"Eh?"
When she saw the number of fans following her backstage, Yang Ning couldn't help but feel surprised.
"Two thousand fans?"
Yang Ning smacked her lips. I have fans now?
"I didn't expect that I would accidentally publish a poem that would attract the attention of Graceful Story Magazine and even accumulate more than 2,000 readers. What a pleasant surprise!”
Yang Ning pouted and opened her new work. Her toot little hands began to type on the tablet.
First, it would be best if they did not meet. That way, they would not fall in love.
Secondly, it was best not to know each other, so that they would not miss each other.
Third, it was best not to accompany each other, so that they could not owe each other anything.
Fourth, it's best not to pity each other, so that we don't miss each other.
Fifth, it was best not to love each other, so that they could not abandon each other.
Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so that we can not meet.
Seventh, it's best not to miss each other, so that we won't betray each other.
The eighth is best not to promise each other, so that they can not continue.
The ninth is best not to rely on each other, so that they can not cling to each other.
Tenth, it would be best if they did not meet.
As long as we have met, we will know each other. How can we meet when we have not met?
How can I say goodbye to you, lest I miss you in life and death?
- The Ten Commandments
Young poet, Yang Ning.
"This 'Poem of the Ten Commandments' has a similar style to the previous 'That Life'.”
Yang Ning muttered to himself. In less than three minutes, he had completed this beautiful and exquisite love poem that made people's eyes light up and their hearts yearn for it.
If they didn't meet, they wouldn't fall in love?
If you don't know each other, you won't miss each other?
For some reason, Yang Ning suddenly felt a sour feeling in her heart. It was not a good feeling. She just stared at these two simple sentences for a long, long time.
Before he transmigrated, there was a figure in another parallel world that he could not forget.
It was a pity that they would not meet again in this life, and they were not fated to meet again.
In this life, he wanted to live for this brand new family and live a more exciting life in this world.
"Forget it, since we're here, we'll take it as it is!”
"Don't think too much."
"In this world, there are still many beauties waiting for me to flirt with!”
"Aunty Soldier God, Teacher Qin Fangyi, Group Director Han Shuya, don't even think about escaping from my little palm.”
Yang Ning said with a smile. She immediately exited the Graceful Story Magazine website, turned off her tablet, and went to the bathroom.
"Daddy!"
"I want to take a shower!"
"You have to help me bathe."
Yang Ning gently knocked on the bathroom door.
"Little guy, haven't you always liked Mommy to help you bathe?”
Yang Shuo was wrapped in pajamas. He pushed open the bathroom door and walked out.
"Mom has to prepare for the concert tomorrow night and doesn't have time to help me shower.”
Yang Ning pouted.
"Alright then!"
"Good son, Daddy will help you wash up."
Yang Shuo patted Yang Ning's head and carried him into the bathroom.
"Daddy, let's go to Mommy's concert tomorrow night, okay?”
The conversation between the father and son echoed in the bathroom, and the sounds of frolicking could be heard from time to time.
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