Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 327 Killing people and destroying their hearts! ?

"What is love?"

Looking at the three big words written in ink on the paper, Caesar fell into deep confusion.

Although he had made sufficient mental preparations beforehand and thought that no matter how harsh the questions were, they would not break down the iron wall in his heart, the store manager shook his psychological defenses with just three short words.

what is love?
Can this greatest feeling since the birth of mankind really be explained in a few words! ?
Love can be infinitely large or infinitely small. It can be a noun or a verb, or both, such as the things that make love and the people who mate.

It's just a small gigolo interview, is it necessary to come up with such a fancy and out-of-scope question? ?

Caesar was a little upset.

"I know that the word love is difficult to define and explain, because it varies from person to person." The store manager saw Caesar's confusion and patted Caesar's shoulder gently.

"For a poet, love may be the lush flowers and leaves between the lines; for a teenager, love may be the pure and flawless summer sky; for a third-rate philosopher, love may be the gaze of eyes, the friction of flesh, and the exchange of body fluids." The store manager looked solemn.

Caesar felt as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, numb and dazed from head to toe.

No.

You can already give so many messed up answers in a serious manner, why are you still asking me?! ?

Also, didn’t you just say something that is inappropriate for children?
Caesar roared in his heart, but his expression remained honest: "Manager, I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"In this world, every industry has its own way. People without a way are just lost lambs in the world. The way of us cowherds is to use the love in our hearts to lead women to find the paradise of happiness. This is the way of flowers for men!"

The expression on the store manager's face suddenly became noble.

"King Basara, I'm asking about your flower arrangement!"

Caesar was completely numb.

Do you want to look at what you are talking about?

What you are saying now is as outrageous as the delicious tea from QQ. Can you please speak some human language? ?
Although his heart was already filled with volcanic eruptions and mountain torrents, Caesar had to bow his head when he was under someone else's roof. He could only lower his head and continue speaking: "Can you ask... a little more specifically?"

Hearing this, the store manager shook his head in disappointment, with that classic expression of a workplace expert looking at an ignorant junior on his face.

"Forget it, then I'll ask you in the simplest way." The store manager sighed, "Basara King, let's assume a scenario where a girl falls in love with you."

Hearing this, Caesar instantly relaxed and felt as strong as a dragon.

If you say this, then I won’t be confused anymore!
There are at least eight hundred girls who fall in love with me. I am familiar with this question!

"The girl who fell in love with you is an ordinary civilian girl. Her parents divorced early, and she depended on her grandmother for life. Her childhood and youth were not filled with music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and flowers. There were only firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea."

"The pressure of life and family misfortune cast a shadow over her life. She is like a moth living in darkness." Hearing this, Caesar suddenly raised his head, an extremely cold flame burning in his ice-blue pupils, and looked at the store manager with murderous intent on his face.

Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, who were sitting on the sofa behind him, stood up instantly, thinking in their hearts that something was wrong!
What kind of story is this store manager making up? Why does he have to say these things? ?

You might as well just read out Miss Zhen’s ID number!
Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei looked at each other and saw the worry and caution in each other's eyes.

They were already prepared and could rush forward to stop Caesar from breaking through his defense at any time, to prevent him from using a scissors kick to crush the store manager's bald head!

However, the store manager seemed unaware of Caesar's murderous look and continued talking to himself.

"I have a playwright friend, and I once asked him, when you start writing a new story, do you already know whether it will end in comedy or tragedy?"

"He said he knew that the ending of a story was usually decided before the pen was put to paper."

"So I asked him again, if the story you want to write is destined to be a sad and tearful tragedy, then what kind of emotion do you have when writing the happy scenes before the tragedy happens?"

"He said that if the tone of the story is a comedy, then the joyous moments are there just to make people laugh; but if the tone is a tragedy, then the joy at the beginning is just to make people double the sadness at the end."

“No matter how happy and cheerful you were, you will have to pay for it with double the sadness in the end. Before everything settles down, whether it is happiness or sadness, it is just a passing cloud. Unfortunately, almost no one can see this.”

At this point, the store manager lowered his head and looked directly into Caesar's eyes: "For a moth living in the dark, the light must have brought it incomparable love and yearning at first, but perhaps moths are creatures that should not be born to encounter the so-called light."

"A moth will never delve into what that light is, maybe it's the blazing sun, maybe it's the burning flame, she will just fly towards the light regardless of everything, she is not afraid even if she is burned to death, even if she burns her whole world, this is a moth's desire for light."

"Basara King, you are a man as bright as the sun. If you encounter a moth flying towards you, facing the unswerving but insignificant love of the moth, what will you do?"

After saying that, the store manager picked up the glass on the table, and the transparent ice cubes clinked in the brown-yellow liquor.

He buried his huge bear-like body in the leather seat, sipped his wine, and waited for Caesar's answer.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang in the distance were already sweating profusely from nervousness.

No one knew what was wrong with the store manager. Every word he said was confusing, but it was like a knife piercing their hearts and lungs, making them both think of Miss Zhen uncontrollably.

"Brother, the store manager shouldn't know about this kind of thing. I don't believe in any weird coincidences. Could this guy be sent by the Eight Clans of Sheqi? How about we kill him?" Lu Mingfei said in a low voice with a fierce look in his eyes.

"It's unlikely that he is a member of the Sheqi Eight Families, otherwise he would have been arrested as soon as we arrived at this store. There's no need to go through so much trouble. Let's wait and see." Chu Zihang answered in a low voice.

Both of them stared at Caesar, not knowing how Caesar would react after hearing these words.

At this moment, Caesar suddenly raised his head.

(End of this chapter)