Demon Lord 3

"If there is no truth, if things do not develop as they did, will we be together? I dare not imagine, but maybe love is like this, slowly attracting two people who do not belong to the same world together. These two people may have similar personalities, or they may be far apart, but no matter what, they still come together in the end. But no matter what, love is like this, maybe two people who have always felt far apart can still be together in the end. Facts have proved that love is exactly the same as I understand it, but the bitterness and pain experienced in it, only I can know." Yes, looking around, how many loves in the world cannot overlap, and how many loves Love, two people separated, and stayed together in different places. Are these two people thinking of each other in their impression, or the other person in 17, no one will know, maybe the secret love hidden in the heart is the secret love for themselves at that time, secret love for the person in their heart, secret love for what they thought at that time, miss their stupidity at that time, and miss their innocence at that time. When this person really appears in front of themselves, maybe they retreat again, thinking that they did too much at that time, that they chased too much, but no matter what, that person will always be that person. When the heartbeat is put together with the usual, there will be a sharp contrast, but when the love is replaced by the heartbeat, maybe it will slowly As for the appearance of falling in love, Zhou Chuyuan is a novice in this regard. He is always cautious in doing things, and has lost the innocence of childhood and put on a mature coat. But in his heart, he has been thinking about how to please a person. After a long time, he also thinks that he should not think so. Maybe people don’t need to be pleased by nature. Two people have feelings and loyalty. After being together for a long time, this kind of feeling may be cultivated slowly, just like when we first met, we didn’t fall in love overnight, but later through getting along, everyone understood themselves and understood each other’s temperament and character. People who are like-minded also slowly walked together. If you think about it carefully, it seems that such two families can be regarded as a good match. We all have no shortage of money or food; our families pay for our food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and we don't need to struggle for anything in the future. But while this may seem easy, the struggle we face is different. We're fighting for the entire world. Maintaining peace in our larger world is our future responsibility. The world is currently in turmoil, and we want to curb this overflow. This requires a tremendous amount of manpower and material resources. This is how we, the friends who know each other, came together, all slowly united by a common goal. But if that goal ends, and the world is free of all its turmoil, what will we live for? Will we embark on a new reincarnation, or wander endlessly, or remain lost in memories, unable to move forward? How much suffering awaits us? Once we eliminate suffering, will we be back to square one, without that passion? Perhaps by then, our passion and youth will fade, leaving behind a look of helplessness and resignation, a maturity without a smile. Yes, why do we dwell on so much? Isn't life just a formality? If you think about it carefully, this situation will happen to everyone, no matter they are powerful or ordinary people. What we have to do now is to prevent these things from happening to us, and wait until we are alive and see the dawn. Maybe we will all die on the battlefield of this war, but we are still a long way from seeing the dawn. I am afraid. I am afraid that one day I will not see the dawn. I am afraid that the dark clouds will block the dawn that belongs to us, thus giving us infinite darkness. In fact, darkness is not terrible. What I am afraid of is the isolation from the world, spending the rest of my life in a closed and narrow space. I don’t know when I will die, and I can’t contact other people. I can only shout silently, but I can’t hear what I am shouting. Everything around me is terribly quiet, and only my own silent echo echoes in my eardrums. I am afraid that time passes too quickly and I can’t hold on and it will pass. I am also afraid that time passes too slowly and everyone begins to slowly return to normal before they indulge their true passion.