Yang Qiaoyin didn't move, looked down at him holding his hand, and then said softly: "If I say, since there is no trouble, then there is no need for us to continue singing. Just like that, what would you think? Do you think that I am a woman who is obsessed with greed and turns my back on me to achieve my goal?"

Wang Zan shook his hand back and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, because the relationship between men and women cannot exist because of interests. Like is like, and friends are friends. Very simple things should not be so complicated, so what you think and do is your freedom."

Yang Qiaoyin looked at him angrily, bit her lip and said, "Are you reasoning with me? You can't persuade me anymore, just let it go?"

"Uh..." Wang Zan suddenly became speechless.

Yang Qiaoyin reached out and grabbed it, saying, "First of all, you have to understand that even if you are acting, if I don't have any feelings for you, I will definitely not allow you to touch me, let alone believe your nonsense. Go to a hotel to check in with you. You must understand that if you lied to me that night and didn't come to Cui Chixun, if you really bullied me, it might be difficult for me to resist."

Wang Zan blinked his eyes several times, and said in disbelief: "Are you moved too?"

Yang Qiaoyin pressed him with her finger cover and said, "Why have I never seen a fool like you? You can't even understand the simple things. Could it be that the teachers from Zhu College have collectively myopia in Chengdu? Students like you will be admitted."

Wang Zan smiled and smiled happily. In fact, he was not stupid, but when facing things like love, he really had no idea. He didn't understand how to get along with someone for the first time in his life.

After Wang Zan pulled Yang Qiaoyin up, he said, "Okay, I know I'm wrong. Why don't you see if you wait one day to apologize to you, let's find another place, I'll tell you stories, watch TV, etc. Don't worry... Just sit and chat, and don't do anything else."

"Get out of here quickly. I will believe you next time, and you will be a hell..."

Wang Zan was undoubtedly very happy that night. After returning to the dormitory, he hummed a small song and threw himself on the bed, and then looked at the ceiling with his arms pillowed.

"College life is really beautiful and colorful. I will not be lonely in the next few years..."

In a flash, two days passed.

At Yuhang First Hospital, Cui Chixun was lying on the bed with his eyes blank, sitting next to him with his parents, both of whom were full of sorrow.

Choi Chi-hoon's problem has to be accepted in the past few days. It is difficult to recover the severe brain damage unless there is a miracle. At this time, his parents placed the miracle on a bizarre experience that Choi Chi-hoon had.

Probably, it was when Choi Chi-hoon was about six or seven years old. At that time, the Choi family moved to a large mansion, a single-family courtyard with good scenery and great value.

After they moved in, Cui Chi-hoon's grandfather was still alive at that time. The old man believed in Feng Shui very much, so he sent a Feng Shui master to come over and show the Feng Shui and other things to his house.

Later, a middle-aged man in his forties came and briefly arranged the house of Cui's family. After the other party finished the arrangement, he saw Cui Chi-hoon. The middle-aged man was stunned immediately, so he found Cui Chi-hoon's grandfather and told him [       www.biquga.info] that this child is quite intelligent and spiritual. I don't know if the Cui family wants it or not. Cui Chi-hoon learns some Feng Shui, Yin-Yang and things from him.

Of course, Cui Chixun's grandfather was willing. He believed in this kind of thing. If someone could learn it, it would be great. The important thing is that Mr. Cui knew what the other party was from, so he naturally wanted the other party to accept his grandson as his disciple.

So, from then on, this middle-aged man would spend two or three months to stay in the Cui family every year, mainly teaching Cui Chixun to learn Feng Shui, Yin and Yang techniques.

About ten years passed in a flash. Choi Chi-hoon was already seventy-eight years old. The middle-aged man took him away directly, saying that he would have to delay about a year and go back to the mountain gate to study with him.

Later, Cui Chixun returned. Although it took a year to wait, he still had outstanding learning and successfully entered Zhejiang University.

In fact, the Cui Chi-hoon's experiences and the origin of his middle-aged life, except for Mr. Cui, the Cui family, are unaware of the situation and have no idea where the other party comes from.

This time Choi Chi-hoon was severely injured and was so conscious that Choi Chi-guo thought of calling that person.

"Tread, step on..."

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the ward. An old man, about sixty, walked over with his hands and feet on his back.

When Cui Zhiguo and his wife saw this, they recognized each other. They were their son’s master, the person who had lived intermittently in the Cui family for more than ten years.

"You are here, hurry up and see my son. His head was hit by someone. No one knows him anymore. The doctor said it's so hard that he can treat it."

The old man waved his hand, then stood in front of Cui Chixun's ward, and said, "You guys go out first, I'll show him before talking..."

Cui Zhiguo and his wife said "um" and walked out of the ward. The middle-aged man lifted Cui Chi-hoon's cup, then glanced from head to toe. Finally, he took out a silver needle and inserted it into Cui Chi-hoon's body one by one.

"Swish" instantly, a soul appeared on Choi Chixun's body and stood next to the ward.

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at him a few times, and said suspiciously: "Is he forced the second soul to be detained by someone? Who is so cruel? Isn't this going to force the person to death?"

Middle-aged man seemed to see it very clearly, and he could see Choi Chi-hoon's problem at all at a glance.

A moment later, Cui Zhiguo and his wife returned to the ward and saw their son lying in a daze. The middle-aged man frowned and his expression was very unkind.

"He was not beaten by someone, but someone deliberately took action to destroy his soul..."

Cui Zhiguo and his wife looked disbelief and were confused for a while without reacting. What did the other party mean, and just asked blankly: "Then, then does he have any treatment?"
Chapter completed!