A long time ago, when Zhou Yunfei was still a child, his teacher taught him two words: happiness.
Little Shota didn't understand what happiness meant, so she asked everyone she met. But the answers she got were all kinds of strange.
Happiness is the warmth of nestling in the warm embrace of mother;
Happiness is the sweetness that rests on the broad shoulders of a lover;
Happiness is the love that touches the delicate skin of children;
Happiness is the respect of looking at the vicissitudes of parents' faces.
What is happiness?
Happiness is a mystery. If you ask a thousand people to answer it, there will be a thousand answers.
Someone once said: "True happiness cannot be described, it can only be experienced. The deeper the experience, the harder it is to describe, because true happiness is not a collection of facts, but the continuation of a state."
Happiness is not for others to see. It has nothing to do with what others say. What is important is that your heart is filled with the sunshine of happiness. In other words, happiness is in your own hands, not in the eyes of others. Happiness is a feeling. This feeling should be pleasant.
It makes people feel comfortable, sweet and happy.
Happiness means that when I can't see you, I can comfort myself like this: It's good to be able to think about you quietly like this. Happiness means that I am with you all the time, even if you are not with me.
Happiness is that whenever I think of you, the feeling of spring fills the air. Lovesickness is beyond words.
Happiness: No matter how big the storm is outside, you will know that there is always a cup of hot coffee waiting for you at home.
Happiness is when the people who love each other grow old, they still look at each other. Happiness is that they can always be together, and the combined days are a lifetime, from earth to heaven...
He got different answers, but he really didn't understand the meaning of happiness. It wasn't until he grew up and experienced a dark period that he finally understood what happiness was.
In Zhou Yunfei's heart, happiness is not about becoming an emperor, nor is it about becoming a drunken hero who lies on the knees of a beautiful woman, wielding a murderous sword, nor is it about becoming a hero on the battlefield. These are all clouds. If it were not a task given by the damn system, maybe even if he traveled to
In another world, Zhou Yunfei is still a young man who deliberately draws a line to protect his heart with a smile. What rights and status, are these really important? While countless people are fighting for them, how many people have lost it?
They were brothers, but because of the word power, they turned against each other and plotted every step of the way. Isn't life tiring?
We are from the same clan, but because of status, we fight with each other and end up losing our lives. Is this kind of life what you want?
How many heroes in the world failed to withstand such a test and fell on the road filled with bones?
Perhaps, no one in this world can really get into Zhou Yunfei's heart and touch his weakest place. Diao Chan? Yuna? Maybe it will be possible in the future, but it is not possible now. In fact, he is
I'm afraid, afraid that this is all just a dream, and when I wake up, I'll be back in front of the computer.
He didn't want to go through such harm. After spending the initial period of time traveling, he didn't want to go back now.
In that cold and false world, everyone wears a thick mask, especially Zhou Yunfei, who has closed his heart. He seems to have many friends, but they are just decorated with his false smile! There is never a single person.
He was afraid to really get into his heart, so he used a smile to cover up everything. After peeling off the seemingly strong appearance, only a fragile fruit remained.
He didn't want to go back, but it was this conflict in his heart that made him unknowingly use the techniques he used in his previous life to wrap himself up thickly.
Diao Chan's care slowly melted away this disguise, and Yuna's appearance also accelerated this evolution. However, it will take a long time or a special opportunity to truly melt away this disguise.
So is Zhou Yunfei happy now?
The answer is yes. This feeling makes Zhou Yunfei very comfortable, nostalgic, and novel.
He gradually understood something called happiness.
Happiness is not static, it changes as people change.
Loving and being loved are both happiness. Zhou Yunfei may not be able to talk about love now, but can only say that he has a strong affection. Of course, this can also be called love. But who can tell the difference~
At this moment, the two of them were sitting next to each other, looking at the slowly setting sun, enjoying the feeling called love.
Yuna took Zhou Yunfei's waist with a happy look on her face, leaned her head slightly on her not-so-broad shoulders, and softly talked about her childhood past.
"Now, I was very naughty when I was a child. I am the well-deserved eldest sister in the whole family. If someone doesn't listen to me, I can just ask the younger brothers to come up and make him obedient. I can't think of anything."
Zhou Yunfei put his arms around Yuna's shoulders in a funny way, he really couldn't imagine what she looked like when she was a child.
"When I was a child, I was always impatient every time my mother combed my hair. But now that I have grown up, I want my mother to comb my hair again, haha." Yuna's eyes unknowingly shed tears when she talked about her mother.
A line of tears.
"Auntie will definitely be very happy when she sees you like you are now, so you have to live a good and happy life with the thoughts of her, so that auntie will feel relieved." Zhou Yunfei gently wiped his pretty face.
tears, speaking softly.
Yuna thought about what she just said, and slowly curved her mouth, "Yes, I want to live a happy life with my mother's blessing. My dear, thank you."
After saying that, Yuna threw herself into Zhou Yunfei's arms and pressed her lips together tightly.
It was not the first time that the two kissed, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, they painted a moving picture.
The setting sun, tall towers, beauties, talents, tears, smiles, and happiness hover over Clare City at this moment.
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On the other side of the city, in the ancient castle where Zhou Yunfei stayed.
Diao Chan sat blankly in front of the window, looking at the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance, thinking about something.
Besides thinking about that unscrupulous young master, who else can I think about?
Since being summoned from the Three Kingdoms by the system, Diao Chan has forgotten the past. She only knows that she is the young master's personal maid, and her mission is to take good care of the young master.
But unknowingly, I fell in love with this young master who was sometimes a little dull and sometimes a little silly. That was a feeling.
It was a feeling that made Diao Chan blush and her heart skip a beat when she thought about it. The young master had experienced ambiguous atmospheres with her many times. But every time, it was ignored, making Diao Chan can't help but grit her teeth.
As a maid, Diao Chan takes care of the young master's daily life, food, clothing, and clothing. She has to do all these trivial things herself. It's not that she doesn't worry about doing it for others, but she feels that she can do these things well. For Diao Chan,
It's happiness.
Although Diao Chan has always said that she doesn't mind the young master and Miss Yuna being together, she used to be in Situ's house, and Diao Chan has no shortage of sensitivity when it comes to management. She knows that for Longcheng now, Claire's house is like a big tonic.
, the young master can also get good help in his big plan. What's more, Miss Yuna is talented and beautiful, and she can be considered a good match with the young master.
But why is it so painful in my heart? Is this feeling sad? Why do you feel this way? Are you crying? Sha is confused, right? Diao Chan slowly lowered her head and leaned on the table, her shoulders kept twitching,
It looked so desolate under the sunset.
Just let yourself cry happily for a while, and take advantage of the young master's absence to have a good time. After tomorrow, you will still be the sister Chan who cares about the young master's daily life. Today, let your tears completely vent.
Women are made of water.
Women are all fragile.
Women all need care.
Women all long for love.
In fact, Diao Chan is also a sensitive woman, but as the young master's maid, she hides her sensitivity very well in her heart. Occasionally, in the dead of night, she feels secretly happy, secretly savoring, secretly annoyed, and secretly sad.
At this time, the young master in her heart was kissing me with other women, but she could only cry alone at the table. It was not self-pity, just simple heartache.
As the last ray of the setting sun fell, Diao Chan stood up and wiped the tears from her face. She didn't know if the young master would come back in the evening, but she still had to prepare what she should prepare.
Snacks, beds, bedding, and hot water may all be useless preparations, but Diao Chan does her best.
For her, being able to do this and take good care of the young master is the greatest happiness.
This happiness is so simple, but also so extraordinary.