Thousands of Hearts

go home after school.

Wang Xiaosu carried her schoolbag and pulled up her pink skirt to cover her exposed legs.

She got on the bus and sat silently by the window, watching the passers-by on the street.

She didn't get down until the car arrived at the station.

Standing at the gate of the community, she tightened the strap of her schoolbag and walked into the gate silently.

Go up the elevator, press the floor, and then, as in many days, pull out the key to open the door at the door of the house.

click.

The anti-theft door popped open automatically, and the aroma of cooking wafted out from inside.

Susu, come and get ready for dinner. I'll be waiting for you. Mom was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater.

Dad is in the kitchen, wearing an apron, cooking.

This scene has been in Wang Xiaosu's memory for a long time.

It seems to have been like this since five years ago.

Go to school, leave school, and go home for dinner every day.

The meals are basically cooked by my father, and my mother is knitting.

Since my father lost money in business in the early years, he washed his hands and withdrew from the rivers and lakes.

Now I have a job outside and travel occasionally, but stay at home most of the time.

My mother opened a textile store by herself, selling some clothes, shoes and socks hand-knitted by herself in it.

This is her home, ordinary and warm.

Wang Xiaosu has always been proud of the peace of mind and gentleness of her family.

She has always felt that she is a very happy person.

She also always felt that she would just go on so quietly and flatly until she went to high school and college.

Just, today.

until today.

She is still thinking about everything she encountered just after school.

She sat on the seat, wiped her hands with a wet towel, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Mom and Dad started chatting about the interesting things they heard recently, or the trivial things about the neighbors, or the anecdotes in the store.

Under the table, the old black cat meowed lazily, waiting for someone to feed it after eating.

Wang Xiaosu ate in silence.

I'm full. Mom and Dad, I want to go shopping later. She said as usual.

Well, go early and come back early, you must go home before dark. Father Wang Yiyang urged.

Got it. Wang Xiaosu nodded.

She quickly went to the bedroom, changed her clothes, then tied her long hair into a high ponytail, picked up her small mobile phone and rushed out of the house youthfully.

My name is Wang Xiaosu. I was born in an ordinary family. I heard from my mother that the family used to be very rich, but they lost a lot later.

But it doesn't matter, it's too far away from me.

I like to draw pictures, and I like to draw villains in my notebook. I like to secretly watch handsome guys wrestling in the school's fighting club.

The collision of blood and passion, the communication between muscles. This is a light that will never go out of date!

I like to incorporate such light into my paintings.

But, such an interest, until today. I met a man....

After more than ten minutes.

Panting, Wang Xiaosu came to an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

With her chest rising and falling, she walked slowly into the warehouse.

In the middle of the warehouse, a burly man with muscles all over his body was sitting.

The man's beard and hair are all white, his eyes are still like a lion, and his hair is scattered on his head, exuding a ferocious spirit like a beast.

Are you here? The man raised his head and fixed his eyes on Wang Xiaosu. There is calmness, tenderness, and nostalgia in the eyes.

Are you okay? Wang Xiaosu looked at the man's missing leg and hand, feeling a little scared.

But the nature of kindness still made her ask aloud.

Well, it's okay, just get used to it. The man replied calmly.

He stared at the little girl opposite.

I never expected that my final choice, Chen Yuehao, would be an ordinary little girl? Hehehe...

He lowered his head, revealing a trace of sadness.

As early as a few years ago, when he was still at his peak, he found the best fortune teller at that time to do a calculation.

The fortune teller told him that when his life was at its lowest point, he kept running in one direction.

Run until the last of your strength is exhausted.

At that time, he will meet his true hope.

At that time, he gave the man a large sum of money for this answer.

Then the other party disappeared the next day.

It made him evident that he had been duped.

Years later, he lost the battle and was badly wounded.

At the last moment of desperate efforts, under despair, he remembered the fortune teller's words.

So he followed his instinct and ran all the way until he was exhausted, throwing off all his pursuers.

Then stopped on the side of the street.

At that time, he met Wang Xiaosu.

Of all the people on the street, no one stopped because of him.

Only Wang Xiaosu, carrying a small schoolbag, walked up to him and gently put down a can of pure milk.

At that time, there was an inexplicable touch in his heart, so he left a message for her, asking her to come here to get together again.

This is a test, a test.

He himself didn't expect that the other party would take the risk of a stranger and really come.

But it turned out that she really came.

Sure enough, fortune-telling and so on are all lies... Chen Yuehao felt bitter.

In fact, he knew very early on that the fortune teller was a liar, but he would never give up a little luck until the last moment.

He looked at the bewildered little girl in front of him.

This little girl looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a pure appearance and a well-developed figure, and her chest was already quite large.

The skin is also very delicate and fair.

If these conditions are replaced by aesthetics, it is indeed good.

But if you want to pass on everything about him, you will be disqualified.

All advantages turned into disadvantages.

Any one of the disciples he has taught is far better than the little girl in front of him.

It's a pity that there is only one who can and is willing to stand in front of him now.

Chen Yuehao suppressed the disappointment in his heart, flashing his whole life in his heart.

He has been brilliant, successful, and failed, and finally fell to the bottom completely.

And now, he's just a cripple. A loser who lost everything.

Hehe...forget it, what else is there to choose now.

He considers himself an extraordinary talent, trying to create an era of his own.

But unfortunately, fate tricks people.

He was betrayed by the person he trusted the most, and he fell to the bottom of the valley when he couldn't guard against it.

Up to now, after really seeing that Wang Xiaosu is just an ordinary kid.

His last sliver of luck was finally in despair.

Instead, it was plain and sad.

Girl. He raised his head and spoke in an inexplicable tone.

Do you want to learn martial arts?

Think! Wang Xiaosu nodded. Are you great?

I'm not good. Chen Yuehao shook his head, If I was good, I wouldn't be what I am now. Do you still want to learn from me?

Learn. Wang Xiaosu felt that this person had an aura of a master.

But my aptitude may not be very good. She hesitated for a while, and added.

It's okay. Chen Yuehao didn't care anymore.

Don't think about revenge or anything, he just wants to pass on his art.

Don't let your life's painstaking efforts disappear in the world.

I have never taught anyone, and I may not be a good teacher. Chen Yuehao said softly.

I will study hard. Wang Xiaosu said seriously. All she could see was the powerful muscles.

Chen Yuehao didn't speak any more, just smiled.

He tried to find a new path with martial arts.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Maybe, maybe in the future, there will be new people, new geniuses, who will embark on this road again.

They followed each other, gave up everything, and tried to rush out of new hope.

But no matter whether someone succeeds in the future, now, he tried his best.

Then, let's first learn what power is.

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Wang Yiyang cuts the cucumber seriously.

His cucumbers were cut crookedly, with uneven thickness. Obviously the knife skill is not good.

If someone looked closely at his pupils, he would find that his eyes were dull, and his mind was completely wandering off somewhere.

In fact, over the years, Wang Yiyang has been practicing the Taoist Immortal Records while practicing the comet level perception training method.

In the past few years, after trying hard to practice, he finally integrated the comet level perception training method into his life.

In this way, no matter what he does, he will instinctively run this perception training method.

This is equivalent to exercising perception all the time.

And in the past few years, until recently, he finally managed to integrate the immortal record of morality into instinct.

It makes him walk, sit and lie down, and runs the moral fairy record all the time.

This is his physical body, reaching level nine. The golden core has been completed, so I have the confidence to do so.

For other people, the consciousness and energy required to run the exercise method and the moral fairy record are far from enough.

Only the golden core has been completed, the physical fitness is perfectly locked, and the consciousness energy is greatly increased.

Only Wang Yiyang can support such a perverted operation.

As a result of integrating the two methods of practice, his daily life has been slightly affected.

Over the years, he restrained all his minions, recuperated, and kept his name incognito.

completely disappeared from public view.

The effect obtained is really good.

His life is better assured in terms of security.

Almost everyone out there has forgotten him.

Meister has long since become a thing of the past. Wang Yiyang completely moved behind the scenes.

Everyone thought that he had really declined and his spirits had broken down.

This is also what he wants to achieve.

The deeper you hide yourself, the more you can protect the safety of those around you.

No one will stare at him anytime and anywhere, no one will calculate him out of interests, and no one will think about him all the time because of hatred.

No one will deliberately approach him because of his power.

This is calm.

At least until he becomes a star noble, it's best to try to maintain this state as much as possible.

After cutting the vegetables, Wang Yiyang poured the cucumbers into the pot and stir-fried them.

Then pick up the phone, find some encrypted information in a pile of junk information, and check it carefully.

'Xuela has entered the Hunting Bow Mecha Master Academy, continued her studies, and is still preparing for the promotion to the ninth level of perception. '

‘Klin is still the same, with another female mech master. It is said that he was often subjected to domestic violence. '

‘Mr. Hopsman is still the same, and has taught several batches of new students. Still living in seclusion in his small courtyard. '

'A large-scale civil war broke out again in the Hunting Bow, and the casualties were heavy. Because of too many casualties, peace talks are being held with the forces on the other side of the channel. '

Messages from far away were continuously decompiled by Wang Yiyang in his mind, deciphered to read and understand.

He didn't stop moving his hands.

Soon, three dishes were prepared and placed on the table.

Then he took off the apron, sat on the chair, and waited quietly for Su Xiaoxiao and his daughter to come back for dinner.

I'm back! Wang Xiaosu was the first to rush through the door.

In a hurry, the little guy put down his schoolbag, picked up the bowl and quickly planed a few bowls, then turned around and ran away.

Dad, I'm going out to play!

Boom.

The door closes.

It only took five minutes from coming back to closing the door and leaving.

Wang Yiyang didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued to eat in silence.

Soon, Su Xiaoxiao also came back.

Where's Susu? Su Xiaoxiao asked suspiciously.

Out again.

What the hell is she doing these days? Why does she come back so late every day? Su Xiaoxiao dissatisfied.

The child is old enough to have her own secrets. We must learn to respect her. Wang Yiyang replied.

I know, I just feel uncomfortable... Su Xiaoxiao was helpless.

Okay, okay, isn't it normal for the child to have his own little privacy when he grows up? Wang Yiyang comforted.

I know....

Okay, sit down and eat.

Um.

In recent days, Wang Xiaosu basically goes out after eating every day, and his energy is obviously strong.

It seems to be exercising.