Online Battle Romance

Why don't you give you a book of poems and notes from a lonely old man to read for the time being? After Ye Fan finished speaking, he handed the book to her.

Jun Xiang took the book and began to flip through it, and even Ye Fan took the opportunity to use the Wind and Cloud Guarding Technique to patrol around. In addition to plants and plants, there are no network animals here.

This is really a great treasure trove of plants, Ye Fan found many kinds of crops and fruit trees in human society here, and also found many native plants that have become extinct in human society.

Ye Fan couldn't wait to pick all the seeds of these plants into his monster warehouse. In order to speed up the harvesting, he summoned all kinds of baby clones from the Novice Village, the Mine, the Monster Center, and the Dark Castle: from

the Green-Faced Worm, Little Boy, Polly, and Christmas Polly, to the Fly, the Bee, the Rock Locust, the Mad Rabbit, the Desert Wolf, the Wolf, the Rhoda Frog, the Frog King, the Toucan, and the Bat; From Angel Polly, Orc Warrior, Wolf King, Bigfoot Bear, Yoyo Monkey, Tanuki, Squirrel, Red Bat, Crab, to Rice, Mephisto...

Hulala came more than thirty at once. These thirty baby clones each performed magic clones, and they conjured up more than 6,000 clones! More than 6,000 hands and feet were used together, and all kinds of seeds were collected in a short time.

When even Yefan accepted the baby's clone and returned to the original place, Jun Xiang had already cried into tears!

"Huh? Little sister, what's wrong with you? Did I make you angry? Ye Fan hurriedly walked over and asked.

"Senior Brother Ye, it's not you. It was the lonely old man who wrote this article that made me sad. After Jun Xiang finished speaking, he handed the book to the puppet to read. The title of this article is "A Thousand Years of Lovesickness" by the Lonely Prince.

Miss you / In 1999 / On the last night / Miss / From December 30 / Away in the light / Zero o'clock / The moment the bell rang / Before I knew / It was a light year / Two thousand years!

Wan'er, now I'm writing this poem for you, I don't know where you are, how are you doing? It's been three years since you said goodbye that day, why haven't you come back? Have you forgotten all your friends here?

We spent so many wonderful times together, I never forget it, and I can't forget it. And it's as vivid as yesterday.

At that time, Liu Yanfei and the three of you and I sang happily and wrote poems together every day.

Although you are an unknown singer in an urban cabaret, you are pure, kind, and love literature, which is fundamentally different from ordinary singers. Yanfei and I both regard you as our confidantes.

I remember that the three of us met at a pen meeting held by the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Your poem "Love on Pen and Paper" won the second prize of the Essay Competition of the Urban Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

"The pen kisses the plain paper / Pour out the language of love happily / Use up all the ink in your belly / Write the endless lingering for the paper..."

In particular, the two sentences at the end of the poem, "The blank paper has experienced the dream of wearing a wedding dress / The pen has written the vow of true love forever" is even more amazing.

So, Yanfei and I decided to make a friend like you.

Who knew that you wrote a poem "Heart" and sent it to us.

"Friend/Please don't come close/There are spiders in my house/Dead trees stand guard/The weeds are in a big military parade/Please don't knock on the door/The old monk with the iron lock on the door/The key is nowhere to be found//Please don't break in/The door is empty/The door-maker/It's a broken heart/For this heart/She used up all her emotions!"

What the hell is going on? Why are you so sad? Yanfei and I have strengthened our confidence in befriending you, and we are determined to help you in any way we can.

Perhaps it was our sincerity that touched you, and you finally agreed to be our friend and told us a story about you.

You said that your life was very hard, you lost your parents since you were six years old, you became an orphan, and it was your second uncle who raised you and spent money for you to study until you graduated from high school in '94.

In the college entrance examination that year, you were successfully admitted to a prestigious university in your mind. However, when you were looking forward to the beautiful moment of going to college as soon as possible, the second uncle fell ill. He was diagnosed with leukemia by the hospital, and the total cost of treatment was 100,000 yuan.

The second uncle works in a small village-run factory, and the second aunt is a substitute teacher in the primary school in the village, and the family does not have so much money at all. What to do? You thought about it all night, and tears wet that college admission slip.

In the end, you decided not to go to college and save your tuition for your second uncle's treatment. When you told your second uncle about your decision, the second uncle firmly disagreed. The second uncle said that no matter what happens, you must finish college.

However, you secretly left your second uncle's house and walked into a strange and prosperous city. In order to get money as soon as possible, in order to repay the second uncle's kindness to you, you did not hesitate to enter a Jinse Huanian song and dance hall to work. In the dance hall, I met a broad old man in Hong Kong and recognized my godfather...

Every three or two months, you will send a few thousand yuan to your second uncle's family. In order to make the second uncle dare to spend money on medical treatment, you lied to them in your reply that you married a broad old man from Hong Kong, and you are used to the luxurious life of the metropolis, and you never want to go back in this life...

Moreover, the remittance address is also made up by yourself. Now, you have been out for more than two years, and you have been with your godfather for more than two years, and the money has been remitted more than 70,000 yuan, and with more than 20,000 yuan, you will be able to save enough money to remit enough, and your wish will soon come true.

You also said that your "Love on Pen and Paper" is not written for yourself, it is your best wishes for every young man and woman who live a happy life, and hope that they can cherish what they have...

When you looked out the window with tears in your eyes and finished these words, Yanfei and I were moved to tears. I can't imagine that a quiet girl of the same age as us has such an extraordinary tragic experience behind her.

"Wan'er, we understand you!" I say.

"Wan'er, be our friend!" Yanfei said.

You looked at us earnestly, then nodded silently.

From then on, the three of us used to go shopping, singing, playing, chatting, writing...

As the happy days passed, the friendship between us deepened. I don't know it's the year of Bingzi, and the return is the big hit of this year.

On Valentine's Day, Yan Fei and I coincidentally came to you with two bouquets of roses. Who knew that when I went to the Jinse Huanian Song and Dance Hall, the boss said that you had already left. Before leaving, you left us a letter.

"Farewell, my two dear friends, I was on my way to another place when you received this letter from me. Please forgive me for not greeting you when I left.

Now, I have remitted enough of the 100,000 yuan that my second uncle needs for treatment. My wish is over.

The most memorable thing in my life is being happy with the two of you. I even thought about how good it would be if I could get along with you for the rest of my life, but I don't deserve it, I can't. I know very well that the consequences of doing so will be to your detriment. For the sake of self-restraint and for your sake, I must leave. In the days to come, please cherish it and wish you happiness! At

the end of the letter, a small poem is attached:

A life of bleak learning dreams shattered, life on the road of reincarnation in vain. Looking up and looking up at the stars, I am ashamed to be a rumor!

The gentleman didn't dare to accept it, and Wan'er was homeless and couldn't return. Remembering his parents' pity for his life, a voice is more sad than a voice!

Wan'er, you just left us. Now I have a wife who loves me. But Yanfei is still alone, and he is depressed all day long. Wan'er, when will you come back to see us!