The three women ate, drank, talked and laughed, each having their own touching feelings.
They were all in love together, and there was no trace of the cruelty of the apocalyptic world.
They wished that time would stand still and this love would last forever.
Xiao Ming was extremely happy and sad at the same time.
He felt that this situation was just a beautiful dream and he would always wake up.
Three peerless beauties, parted by life and death.
The bitterness of life turns out to come from the sweetness of life.
If you don’t know its sweetness, how can you know its bitterness?
If I had known this, why should I pursue it so hard?
It would be better to be the ignorant young man who just ate and waited for death, without having to experience the joys and sorrows of the world.
He thought about the human annihilation plan again.
If Caesar had been planning it for a long time, how could he, an outsider, be able to crack it in a short time?
He really thought he was the savior.
Xiao Ming was worried about gains and losses for a moment, his face was cloudy and uncertain, he felt compassion for himself and shed two lines of tears unconsciously.
Mei Mei and Wan Ruo seemed to only be talking to Gong Er, but they were always paying attention to their husband.
When they first saw him, he was full of happiness and in a joyful mood, but unexpectedly, like the sky in June, it turned from sunny to cloudy and started to rain in a blink of an eye.
They looked at each other in shock.
Wanruo immediately asked softly: "Husband, what's wrong?"
Xiao Ming knew he had lost his composure, so he wiped away his tears and said sarcastically: "I feel sad because of the situation.
I thought that life is short, and how many times in a hundred years tomorrow will be like blue silk and snow will turn into snow at dusk?"
As soon as these words came out, the three women were shocked.
Even Gong Er, who had not looked directly at Xiao Ming, looked at him in surprise.
These two seven-character quatrains were written by different poets, but they were mixed and matched perfectly by him.
The previous sentence "How many tomorrows will there be after a hundred years" can be used to describe the sigh of a hero who has been unfulfilled for a hundred years.
The latter sentence, "The morning is like blue silk and the evening becomes snow", actually describes the regret that beauties age easily and beauties grow old in their twilight years.
Xiao Ming picked up the letter, which was quite consistent with his own mood and the artistic conception of the three women, but it was a bit pessimistic.
However, for him, who only has a first-year elementary school education, to suddenly make such literate remarks is a bit out of place.
Rose suppressed her smile and praised: "Husband, it seems that you have read a lot of books in the study recently, and you can actually recite such a poem."
"Ah" Xiao Ming then realized that of course he was not so diligent.
These two lines of poetry came to him spontaneously, but he didn't know when he memorized them.
Wan Ruo also praised her: "My husband is really a responsible man.
He doesn't forget to worry about the country and the people even when he is having a meal."
This is a bit far-fetched.
Xiao Ming is just worried about himself and his wife.
Wan Ruo actually told Gong Er to change her bad impression of him.
Xiao Ming's face turned red when he was praised, he hesitated twice, and passed away vaguely.
"Hmph, young people don't know what it's like to be sad, so they forcefully talk about it in order to compose new words."
Gong Er approved, her Chinese proficiency was no less than Rose.
Seeing that she was paying attention to him, Xiao Ming immediately forgot about the hurt he had just felt and said to please: "Comrade Gong Er, you are so nervous here.
Do you want to go out and relax?"
As soon as Rose heard her husband's words, she knew what he was planning and interrupted him: "Stop waiting for the leader's reply before we can confirm whether you can go out.
Second sister, you can go out whenever you want."
Xiao Ming rolled his eyes: "My time is precious.
When will the leader reply?"
Originally, Mei Mei and Wanruo didn't plan to talk about business tonight.
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They wanted to play the warmth card and soften Xiao Ming's determination.
Who knew that the brat had eaten the weight and became determined.
Rose had no choice but to reply: "I will contact the leader tonight.
Be mentally prepared, he will not agree."
"Not necessarily Comrade Rose, you have to hurry up.
I'm full and have to work overtime, so I'm sorry."
Xiao Ming wiped his mouth, stood up neatly, turned around and left.
The three girls were left in a daze behind him, and they were a little crazy.
The brat suddenly got mad, and he was really manly.
Winding one's fingers softly and steeling one hundred steel are the two extremes of a man.
Only a man who integrates the two into one can be called a man and can make women fall in love with him the most.
It's not that Xiao Ming didn't have this trait in the past, it was just that when he was young at that time, he was like a piece of rough jade.
Now, after years of tempering, he has gradually taken shape.
Xiao Ming never thought that he would grow up in the eyes of his wife.
He left without caring about it, but it was to strengthen his determination.
The future is long, and he cannot be indulged in the gentle countryside in front of him.
The sentimentality just now was actually a spur and motivation, stimulating his fighting spirit and courage.
In order to stay with his lover, for the safety of his relatives, and for the survival of all mankind, he will fight to the end and fight to the death.
When Huohuo saw his master leaving, he called out twice to see him off.
Xiao Ming's overtime work was naturally to go to the consciousness training room.
He went to see Miss B last night and was delayed all night.
He had to make up for it tonight.
Especially after his fight with Miss B, he gained a lot of insights and needed to verify them in the system.
This is the benefit of consciousness training.
Combat insights in the real world will be integrated into the subconscious.
As long as you return to the conscious world and start training, the subconscious will naturally diverge, draw inferences from one example, and further improve your potential.
"Wind, Big Storm, Wind" Xiao Ming transformed into "Superman" again, soaring in the system, crossing the blue sky and white clouds, and flying to the end of the world
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