I like fairy tales because children regard them as childhood.

In the journey of life, everyone always has a period of time to walk by themselves.

Connecting the journey together is like a book. Children will miss fairy tales if they read them accidentally, and adults will shed tears when they read them too seriously.

And in Andauyuan's view, what happened at this moment was like the ending that should be in all fairy tales.

Jiang Xiaomi put the fish into the river and asked the kappa to take good care of them.

Perhaps, in the future, in the stories that have been circulated, there will be a street where monsters live, which is particularly beautiful.

He poured a cup of tea again.

He drank it all in one gulp, then smiled and said with a sigh: "Mr. Zhu, can you sell me two taels of tea?"

"If it's two liang, it's okay."

Mr. Zhu smiled at the right time.

I don’t know if it was because I was childish or because Ando Yuan enjoyed his tea.

But, if you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish?

Two swimming fish enter the water, and there is no trace in the shallow areas.

At some point, Mr. Ruomu from the bookstore also sat beside him, drank a sip of spring tea, and then handed it to Andaoyuan with an ancient book in his hand:

"Mr. An, you may as well meet my old friend when you go to China this time. His name is Shi'an, but more people call him the director."

"curator?"

"Because he opened a museum."

Mr. Ruomu said with a smile.

Then, Lao Zhang, who was next door, also half-shut down the door of the tobacco shop, sat down to them and asked for a cup of tea.

Talk about Mr. Zhu's secret crush.

I talked about the spider in the corner of Mr. Ruomu's bookstore.

I talked about Andoyuan’s views on Tokyo and the monsters.

Talk about civilization.

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All those stories that belong to time were turned into a chapter on the page.

They will accidentally slide down once they are turned on, telling readers not to forget.

So sometimes after reading his Hyacinth Book, Andaoyuan just needs to quietly fold them back into the book.

Time will not stop.

Just as the wind sways across the eaves, then I will turn up a page of the book.

On that page, it may be the big cypress tree and the person he has been watching, the burning flowers of peaches, or the boundless sky flying in the sky.

The Spring Festival is coming soon.

Andaoyuan also received a long-distance call from his mother that had not been heard of for a long time:

"Son, I'll come back for the Spring Festival. The magnetic poles in the Arctic Circle are now stable again. I made an appointment to switch back and stay for a while."

Naturally, he would not refuse: "Well, I went back this time and brought a few friends with me."

"Oh, is it your little girlfriend? My son finally got it done."

Andaoyuan's father An Minghui is like a free and easy knight, and his mother He Qiuya is even more arrogant. She is also a researcher. When she was in charge of her subordinates, she had two faces with Guan's son.

It is precisely because of these two parents that even his grandfather is sometimes surprised that he has burned some high-quality children like Andaoyuan who are mature, steady and talk less.

Of course, Andaoyuan was expecting something at this moment.

After all, if it was her mother, she would not be surprised if she said anything teasing, so she said directly:

"I don't hide it from you. Their relationship with me is probably closer than my friends, but to what extent I cannot clearly define it. Just as philosophers with different philosophers, such as Socrates and Paratus, to modern philosophers Nietzsche, Camus and Roland Barth, these philosophers with different philosophical ideals have their own unique insights into the definition of love while trying to save the world's various spiritual difficulties."

"You just read too much and learn to be stupid. It's no different from the doctoral students under my command. Son, love means loving you. You don't need to understand. You just need to see her eyes, you will feel warm."

The next moment, An Ma He Qiuya suddenly realized a problem, a fatal problem:

"You said 'them' just now, right?"

"This is a philosophical concept. Please don't look at it from a secular perspective, Ms. Qiu."

Andaoyuan said in a serious manner.

Then he hung up the phone naturally in the eyes of Beiluo Master Sect eating melons standing by the tree.

"Miss Beiluo Shimen, I think the long-distance phone should not be too long."

"No, in our civilization, there has never been such a saying."

"This is also one of the keys that your civilization needs to learn."

"Explanation is cover-up."

Beiluo Master Sect feels that he is now very righteous.

But she looked at the other girls in the room and found that their eyes were a little erratic. I wonder if she had eavesdropped on the phone call just now.

The philosophy of interpersonal communication.

I fell into deep contemplation again.

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(I still like you very much, like waves embracing reefs,

The tide rises and falls, spare no effort;

I still like you very much, like the sun and the moon alternate,

It repeats itself;

I still like you very much, like fireworks crossing the night sky,

Meteors are everywhere in the sky, and they meet unexpectedly.)

This was a letter he received when he was in junior high school. It came from a girl from the junior high school literature department, but in his opinion at that time, he could not completely analyze this emotion with rationality.

Looking back now, maybe I was once a meteor in someone's starry sky. After crossing the sky, it shone with no idea where it was going.

Feel sorry.

When Andaubaya couldn't respond, he would just refuse.

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The plane took off.

With a huge roar, it pierced the sky and flew towards the Chinese continent with a brilliant civilization.

Andaoyuan saw the silver-haired girl beside him smiling and said to him in the sun: "Look, I will shine."

Andaoyuan remembered that sentence very clearly, just because Xue once said that she was not afraid of the darkness, but she did not like this feeling. She was very lonely, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world, lonely.

Andaoyuan sat beside her, gently opened a book in the sunlight spreading distant stars at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

I don't know how long it took.

The kitten fell asleep just by his shoulder.

Sleeping soundly.
Chapter completed!