Volume 10 The Finale of the Chief of Dragons Volume 117 My Love 04
Volume 10: The Head of the Dragons (Final Volume) 117 Beloved 04
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on that person, and Hanmu was no exception.
It was a woman wearing simple Arab women's clothing, with a white gauze covering her face, revealing only two big and lively eyes.
The woman stood up slowly, stared at Hanzi for a moment, smiled and said, "I never thought you could recognize me when I'm dressed like this."
Hanmu had already stood up and looked at the woman. Although he was very fascinated by Zixia, he couldn't recognize the woman just from her eyes. He said in disbelief: "You
, is the beautiful Miss Zixia?"
Zixia didn't look at him, her eyes were still fixed on Hanzi, as if waiting for his answer.
At this time, Hanzi's eyes were full of tenderness and longing, and he smiled faintly: "I only believe in fate. A long time ago, I saw the verification method of this fate. I didn't believe it before, but I am like this today.
I did it and found you, so I believe it too - I believe in our fate."
The jade fingers, as slender as green onions, slowly lifted up and gently put down the white gauze on the face.
A face that was so beautiful that it made all the men in the lecture room suffocate was now in front of everyone's eyes.
From the moment her face emerged from under the gauze, it seemed that only she and Hanzi existed in the entire lecture room.
Even Jesus on the cross became dimmed because of the exposure of her face.
Peonies bloom and flowers bow their heads.
That is a beauty that no words can describe!
After the pure love of the Goddess of Love merged with her spiritual body, she was no longer a beautiful body, but a soul containing infinite love.
Compared with her, the envoys of the West will bow their heads sadly; compared with her, the beautiful Mona Lisa is nothing more than a duck and a swan; compared with her, Venus, the god of war, is nothing more than a duck.
The battle between the mortals and the immortals...
quiet.
The entire lecture room was so quiet that it was almost suffocating.
For her beauty, for the "fate" that Han Zi said, everyone was staring at them quietly.
"The broken bridge is vaguely dreamed of,
Who are you passionately committed to?
The wind is gentle,
soothing the drizzle,
Looking up at Xuelu,
There are your imprints there.
Have you hesitated? You know your heart is crazy;
Storms and rainbows linger in dreams,
Who is infatuated for?
The rain is gentle,
You who kiss me softly,
For whom are you suffering so much?
Do you want to know, let Feng'eryu'er know you,
All for you, only for you, and only for you!
…”
Hanzi's low, magnetic voice, containing infinite tenderness and lovesickness, softly chanted out a song "Just for You" by Zixia, which was like poetry and fantasy, gently, gently, flowing.
Entering everyone's ears, flowing into everyone's hearts...
Crazy, drunk!
"Miss Zixia, it's really you——"
Just when everyone was immersed in the mesmerizing singing of "Just for You", an extremely uncoordinated and explosive sound suddenly jumped into everyone's ears.
Hanzi looked sideways and couldn't help but be astonished. He saw Hanmu kneeling on the ground in a daze, his arms raised high, and the excitement on his face was probably more important than him scoring the most important goal in an important football match.
The excitement of the most classic goal is even more exciting.
"She is the international superstar a few years ago. She is known as the 'Saint Queen of Songs' and has surpassed Miss Zixia of 'Between Worlds'..."
Everyone seemed to be even more unresponsive than Hanmu. Following the sound of Hanmu's explosion, the entire lecture room suddenly boiled.
The godfather on the podium was also touched by the "unparalleled encounter" between the two, and his face showed admiration. But when there was a noise in the lecture room, he came back to his senses, took pictures of the teacher repeatedly, and shouted: "
"Be quiet, be quiet" in an attempt to calm down the students, but it seemed to have no effect at all. Instead, a lot of "Xiafen" began to pour into the middle on a large scale.
"You, nothing good happens every time you show up." Zixia ignored Hanmu who was kneeling on the ground. Seeing the crowd swarming over, she glanced at Hanzi angrily and scolded.
What kind of look was that? Hanmu knelt on the ground and saw it. His heart felt numb and his body softened. He fell to the ground with a "pop" and screamed: "Oh, my goddess, I love you."
, Miss Zixia——"
Every frown and smile can captivate the city and the country. This is Zixia at this time!
Hanzi smiled slightly, looked into her eyes and said, "That's because of your presence, ordinary things become extraordinary."
After saying that, without waiting for her to laugh and scold him, he took her little hand and rushed outside quickly.
The swarming crowd watched helplessly as the two people slipped past them. Those who wanted to stop them saw that they seemed to be right in front of them, but once they stopped them, they found that the two seemed to be so far away from them.
Far away, just in an instant, Hanzi and Zixia disappeared into the lecture room.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing who was in charge. They screamed and rushed out of the lecture room, followed by everyone else.
But the outside of the lecture room was empty, and where could any sign of the two of them be found?
"Miss Zixia, I love you——"
Another explosion sound came from the crowd, and a tall figure flew forward at a speed of 100 meters.
It is the crazy football star Han Mu.
By the beautiful Aine River, the two of them stood quietly, neither of them speaking.
The gentle breeze of the Aiyin River passed by gently, ruffling Wei Zixia's smooth hair, but it seemed that it could no longer disturb her heart.
"How have you been over the past two years?"
A faint greeting, but it contains infinite longing.
Hanzi didn't look at her, his eyes drifted to the clear Aiyin River, and said softly.
"What's wrong with me?" Zixia said lightly: "In the past two years, I have visited all famous universities around the world, studied twelve subjects, and experienced the customs, humanity and culture of various countries in the world. I feel very good.
Relaxing and fulfilling.”
"So, are you happy?" Hanzi didn't care about her indifference.
"Happy?" Zixia said calmly: "What is there to be happy or unhappy about? My heart has been closed for a long time, how can I open it again? Hanzi, don't mention the past, okay?"
Hanzi felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
He hasn't felt like this for a long time. Is it just because she is attached to the spirit body of the Goddess of Love?
"Are we still friends?" Hanzi finally turned around, stared into her eyes, and said sincerely.
"Well, yes." Zixia did not avoid his gaze and said with a smile: "They are friends, and they are very good close friends. This can never be changed."
"That's good." Hanzi seemed relieved and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that we can't even be friends, and that would be tragic."
"How could it be?" Zixia took a step forward, picked out a small leaf from his hair, and said quietly: "Although I won't be your wife, you are still my only and favorite one.
