It is the starting point and the end point, it is the beginning and the end; it is the gathering and the separation, it is the departure and the destination.

——Taipei

Chen Fuyun never thought that there would be a day when she would part with Sister Jia. But when her father, who always smiled and said kind words, and was kneeling in front of her, Chen Fuyun knew it in his heart.

Sister Jia is a woman with a story, but she never asked, and she never mentioned it on her own initiative. Then, she was so unclear that Chen Fuyun lacked a gentle and caring woman in her life.

Three days later, Chen Fuyun received two express delivery at the same time, one signed by Lin Shiyun and the other written by Guo Jiajia. They are all beautiful and thin gold-shaped, with the four words "Chen Fuyun Shou".

I still can't let it go! Chen Fuyun lay on his back on the bed alone, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

In the past few days, he has devoted himself to the game, and his upgrade progress is fast, and his level is only one step away from the level 40 level. If it weren't for the game patch today, he would have gone to the Demon Tower in Jinghua City and explored this rumored task that is the most difficult to break in the world of the God of Fighting before level 40, but is also the easiest to obtain rich honors.

After a while on the bed, Chen Fuyun got up and lit a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, then slapped it out, looking out the window. It was just after a new rain, and the sun was shining and warm.

Chen Fuyun thought that it would not be a big deal to stay at home for too long, and he still had to go out for a walk to prevent his body from getting moldy and rusting. So he got up and washed up and went out.

After the rain, Suzhou City was washed away all the badge, just like a beauty who took off heavy makeup and changed into light makeup, with a different fresh posture.

After Chen Fuyun went out, he walked straight to the canal, and then found a relatively secluded place to practice fists and feet.

By the clear water, the fist wind is swaying, the momentum is like a rainbow, the person is like a dragon, and the luck is like a wind.

Chen Fuyun devoted himself to the Bajiquan moves and moves. At this moment, he seemed like a monk who had attained enlightenment. His originally fierce and wild fists were full of strength and wildness, with a three-point Zen spirit in his strength, which was the charm of hardness and softness.

For some reason, since entering the World of Fighting God, Chen Fuyun's understanding of Bajiquan has been almost a thousand miles a day. Those routines that once felt awkward when they practiced are now a little easy to practice.

Chen Fuyun, who was sweating profusely, smiled arises on the corner of his mouth.

After practicing Bajiquan for ten years, he can reach this state of shocking the earth and turning into wind and punching like a dragon. If the old man who died in the sky can see it, he will probably smile knowingly and then shout to be like a white person.

The rising sun rises.

The morning sun gushed out from the clouds, and through a river of calm water, Chen Fuyun looked at the bustling city outside Suzhou for the first time in his life, which was the bustling city, the rainbow bridge, the east wind pearl, the endless prosperity, and the city where the two women were.

Shanghai, Hongqiao Airport.

Four tough and solemn men were sturdy and protected a young man with a very star-looking and a little overly yin-like face and squeezed out of the crowded crowd.

The youth is Li Yunmeng, who is in the limelight in major circles in recent years.

"Meng Shao, Pudong International wants to welcome you, look..." The driver who just got on a very luxurious Rolls-Royce business car, said respectfully to the young man who was handsome and charming after taking off his sunglasses.

"Turn off." Li Yunmeng said lightly: "Go directly to Suzhou."

...

Suzhou University, Dushu Lake Campus.

Zhang Xiaoyu, wearing a pink dress and Tang Xiaowu, wearing a light blue dress, held the book and walked towards the teaching building.

On the way, Zhang Xiaoyu tilted her head and asked Tang Xiaowu with a smile: "Why is the legendary evil young man in the capital coming to Suzhou?"

Tang Xiaowu looked plain and said, "What did he do when he came to such a small place in Suzhou?"

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed intentionally and said, "Sister Xiaowu, it seems that there is still a engagement between you and him?"

Tang Xiaowu frowned: "Where is not the pot that can be brought. Well, Xiaoyu, you have to come up with a good idea for me this time so that this guy can completely eliminate his intention to marry me."

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I would rather destroy ten temples than demolish a single marriage. Sister Wu, you and him are childhood sweethearts who are married to each other."

Tang Xiaowu glared at her and said angrily: "Ghost girl, if you can successfully break up me and him, I will give it to you."

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and then gradually dimmed: "You are not afraid of wasting such a good thing as the Staff of Divine Light. The most evil young man in the capital has become less and less famous recently. Don't worry, Sister Xiaowu, no matter what, I will never let you get into the mouth of a tiger."

Tang Xiaowu smiled and said, "This is my good sister."

...

Chen Fuyun returned home alone along the Suzhou Canal. Two men and one woman came towards him, and then passed by.

The younger one said: "I just seemed to see Uncle Fuyun."

The big one said: "Sanmao, you didn't read it wrong, right?"

The young man said: "You can't read it wrong. When the village was gathering, more than a thousand people were crowded together, and I could tell at a glance that my Uncle Fuyun was coming."

The woman couldn't speak, but her eyes flashed. She gestured with her hands a few times. After getting some affirmative gaze from childhood, she went crazy and chased the figure that was gradually moving away.

Chen Biyun chased after seven or eight hundred meters away until she saw the thin figure ahead, until she chased through the street and at a certain corner, she stood in front of Chen Fuyun.

Chen Fuyun's eyes were a little dazed. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the small village where the mountain wind was swaying. The girl who was as gentle as jade, had a pair of the best eyes in the world but never could speak. The girl who gestured and told Chen Fuyun that she felt sorry for her that she was waiting for him to go home and marry him.

She suddenly appeared in front of Chen Fuyun, caught off guard and was more surprised by surprise.

Chen Fuyun looked at her eyes that were even more transparent than the sky, and then saw clearly the sweat, the excitement on her face, and the tears in her eyes. Chen Fuyun turned his head and rubbed his somewhat moist eyes.

“The sun is a bit dazzling today…”

Chen Fuyun sniffed, grinned, walked towards her with a bright smile, and suddenly opened her arms, hugged her tightly in her arms, and hugged the girl very tightly.

Across the street, Chen Gousheng and Chen Sanmao had silly smiles on their faces, and they looked at the two men and women opposite each other who ignored the eyes of passers-by from afar.

Chen Sanmao said: "Brother Gou Sheng, it's over. My Uncle Fu Yun seems to have learned bad things."

Chen Gousheng said: "He is not learning bad things, but he just becomes a successful person. He dares to openly attack my sister."

Chen Sanmao said: "Brother Gou Sheng, how about you say I will be as promising as my Uncle Fu Yun in the future?"

Chen Gousheng said: "It's not too late to say that when your bird's feathers grow all over."
Chapter completed!