Diao Chan?
Uncle Xu glanced at Diao Chan.

"Speaking of Diaochan, there's a lot to talk about. Lu Bu's play on Diaochan is very famous."

"She is Wang Yun's righteous daughter. Because of her good looks, Wang Yun successfully used her to drive a wedge between Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu, resulting in Dong Zhuo being killed."

"Speaking of which, Diao Chan has done a good deed, after all, Dong Zhuo is very cruel. He really deserves to die."

"But Lu Bu married her, because of her, Lu Bu will not end well."

"By the way, there is also Guan Gong's killing Diaochan under the moon, but I don't know if it is true or not."

"Hey, a beauty is a disaster. Since ancient times, women have had a bad life. If she was born in this era, maybe it would be different."

Uncle Xu finally sighed.

Fang Xue looked at Diao Chan, is it real or not?
She didn't know that Diao Chan, the person involved, would not speak, nor would Guan Yu.

Fang Xue remembered that she had read a story in her time and space. She had forgotten what the story was about, but she remembered that the author of the novel had fabricated Diao Chan's life experience.

Who is the concubine of Diaochan's mother, and because of what she was abandoned, she led Diaochan through hardships, and in the end Diaochan's surname cannot be said.

So Diao Chan has no surname in the book.

At the time, she thought the story was well written.

Diao Chan began to listen cheerfully, she didn't care what others said about her, but when she heard the last sentence, her eyes were dark.

Are you born in this era?
She was born in the era of war. In that era, women's fate was not in their own hands, and she also had too much involuntary control.

If she had been born in this peaceful age, she would not have had such an experience, and she would not be involuntary, then she would surely live a happy life.

There was a slight longing in Diao Chan's eyes.

Guan Yu glanced at Diaochan, what did the uncle say about beheading Diaochan under the moon, did he kill it?

As for true or false?

who knows.

Don't ask him anyway.

Zhang Fei looked at this, then at that, he opened his mouth, but finally said nothing, he is not stupid, there are some things that cannot be said.

Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang didn't say a word, they could listen, so why are they so serious.

After Uncle Xu finished talking about Gu, he left satisfied. He hadn't been this happy for a long time.

The food is very satisfying, the dishes made by Xiaofang are better than many restaurants.

In addition, he is happy to talk.

He usually eats alone, and he doesn't eat anything delicious, so he wants to talk to someone?
Who listens to you.

Even on weekends, when his son and grandson come, can you hear him say that?

That's impossible, they have mobile phones, and they are closer than him to look at the mobile phone.

But now he talked with people for more than two hours, saying that he drank a lot of water.

But he is happy.

How happy he would be if someone talked like that every day.

After Uncle Xu left, everyone cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks together. Washing the dishes was Fang Xue's job, but Diao Chan could still do the work of putting the bowls and chopsticks away.

"Sister, don't you want to ask me something?"

Diao Chan asked Fang Xue, she saw that her sister listened very seriously at that time, but she knew that this sister actually had a gossip soul in her heart.

Her sister was definitely interested in her story.

Like her background?

For example, how did she get close to Lu Bu and the others.

Like what will happen to her in the end?
None of these sisters knew.

With her as the client, doesn't my sister want to ask?
"What would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

Fang Xue asked.

Diao Chan took a deep look at Fang Xue.

"Sister, I like you."

Diao Chan understood what Fang Xue meant, did Fang Xue want to know?

miss you.

Do you like gossip?
like.

But Fang Xue didn't ask, because Fang Xue respected her.

Everyone has their own story and things they want to say or don't want to say.

I don't want to talk about it, I have to ask others.

Fang Xue couldn't do such a thing.

"No, I like men."

Fang Xue took a look at Diao Chan, what do you like me for? I like men. Although I don't have any intention of falling in love now, I know this clearly, and I can't be wrong.

"Sister, you are boring."

Diao Chan gave Fang Xue a blank look, but she was in a happy mood.

"Sister, there aren't many other things in our space. There are the most people. What kind of man do you want? Tell me, sister will help you find it. You can find a few. I'm sure it will satisfy you."

Diao Chan became interested again.

"Forget it, I can't afford the men in your space."

Fang Xue shook her head. She is interested in many people, but it's okay to fall in love, who are there.

They can't get out of space normally.

Even if she releases him, it will only take a year.

Maybe it can be continued, and continue to play next time.

But how long can it last.

Talking about this kind of love is terrible.

How many more?

She is not sick.

Besides, who knows what kind of person she is interested in?
Just like Diao Chan in front of her, before she came out, could she have imagined what Diao Chan looked like?

"Hehe, sister, in fact, you are still interested."

Diao Chan laughed.

Many people are actually interested in their space, because people in the space can exist forever.

Even though they knew they couldn't come out there, they still yearned for it.

But they don't know that some of the people inside have gone crazy and want to disappear.

Just like marriage, some people yearn for it and want to get in.

Some people want to jump out.

Interested?

Fang Xue wiped her hands. She has no interest. A person like her doesn't have enough interest in anything now.

"Okay, you guys go back quickly, I'm going to sleep."

Fang Xue is rushing people, she didn't sleep well last night, she has to go to bed quickly, who wants to discuss with you what kind of space, what kind of man.

Whether it is space or a man, does it smell good when you sleep?

If not, leave her alone.

Seeing Fang Xue go upstairs, Diao Chan was helpless.

"Third brother, do you want to go to the night market?"

Diao Chan called Zhang Fei again, why go back to sleep now, when I return to the space, there are plenty of time to sleep.

"Go, sister Diaochan, you really know what my old Zhang is thinking, go, go."

Zhang Fei immediately responded positively. The mouse he saw yesterday was so cute that his heart melted. He must go and see it again today.

Liu Guanzhang, Zhuge Liang, and Diao Chan locked the door and went to the night market.

Fang Xue lay down on the bed after washing up.

Boy friend.

This word is a bit old for her.

The long-ago person has faded in her memory.

It turned out that I liked it, I liked it very much.

But he left her and broke up with her when she was the most difficult and suffering.

What did he say when he left?
How long has she been insomnia?

Fang Xue smiled.

She forgot.

Forget well.

Forget it and it won't hurt.

As the night gradually deepened, Fang Xue heard the movement from downstairs, it should be Zhang Fei who came back.

Zhang Fei is a rough man, but his movements are very gentle, afraid of waking her up.

Fang Xue raised the corner of her mouth, it was good to have them here.

Fang Xue closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I really read the story of Diao Chan. When I was a teenager, I really forgot what to tell, but I still remember the life experience of the author Diao Chan.

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