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This is a classic killing game, and fewer and fewer people are playing it. He happens to be playing it, and she happens to be playing it too. In the game, they met and killed each other, but a spark of love sparked. This is a first-class university in China. He graduated with a doctorate from overseas and teaches in the foreign language department of the university, and she is the student with the lowest score in the foreign language department of the university. "Classmate, please answer this question." "Ah? What?" She didn't react while playing with her mobile phone. She raised her head and met his gentle eyes, which seemed a little deep at this moment. A thought suddenly flashed in her mind. What kind of person is he that can give birth to such a face? "What's your mother's surname?" Thinking like this, she said this unknowingly. There was a sudden silence in the classroom, followed by another burst of laughter. "I'm not cold, really." She said. "I'm cold." He insisted on turning on the heating air conditioner, sweating on his forehead, and said calmly. She didn't understand, but he guided her step by step towards him. "Qiu Zixi, did you make a mistake in your birth date? You are only four years older than me." "So what? Don't they all say that it is best to get married four years earlier?" In her youthful years, she used all her luck to meet him. And he used all his tenderness to protect her. "I'm so lucky to have met you," she said. "I'm so lucky to have met you," he said.

What? Want me to marry that old man from the immortal world who is hundreds of thousands of years older than me? She was young and beautiful, she was unparalleled in beauty, she was not allowed to marry, and there was no question of escaping from marriage. Little did he know, she had already met him. On the last night of the Lunar New Year, he held her hand and put the river lantern together and made a wish. She thought: I wish I would never marry Di Yao, but she didn't know that the young man holding her hand at this moment was Di Yao, the Emperor of Heaven. And he only thinks: May the wishes of those around me come true. "I heard that the old man of the Emperor of Heaven is a white dragon." "Old man?" He almost choked while drinking water. He was so young and handsome, how could he become the old man she called him? ..."She is my wife. Everything she did is my fault. I am willing to take all responsibilities and suffer the punishment for her." When she saw him struggling in the blood pool of purgatory, she finally recalled every detail of her previous life. "Diyao, you said that a lifetime of long-lasting peace is just a dream, but you insist on giving it a try. I'm waiting, only you can give me a lifetime of long-lasting peace." After eighty thousand years of infatuated protection, I finally got a hand to hold him.