After Cao Jiao, the e-sports tycoon of the Xuanwu Kingdom and Wei Taiqiang and others opened up the e-sports market in the Maple Leaf Country, they made another move and once again opened up the e-sports market in the Lighthouse Country and Xiang Country.

In some states in that lighthouse country, the e-sports market is easy to occupy, but in some places the e-sports players are very tenacious.

Of course, in that lighthouse country, they met the most powerful e-sports tycoon.

However, they did not meet many super-powered e-sports players like the E-sports Rain Man. Most of the e-sports players in Lighthouse Country can actually be dealt with by people like Yin Lei.

At Huang Keer's suggestion, Yin Lei applied to the Lighthouse Kingdom to help Wei Taiqiang do things. After Wei Taiqiang considered it, he agreed.

From then on, Yin Lei began his glorious life.

When Yin Lei flew across the vast Pacific Ocean in that plane, he began to be surprised by the fertility of the land of the Lighthouse Country.

This Yin Lei, they knew that everyone could drive that luxury car here.

Therefore, Yin Lei vowed that he would make a world in the e-sports market in the Lighthouse Country. He had to rely on his hands and the e-sports computer keyboard to make a world for himself.

Wei Taiqiang asked Chen Biaozi and Yan Chou to buy a combo suit, sportswear, and hunting suit for the one.

Wei Taiqiang paid attention to providing clothes for his e-sports players because he wanted his e-sports players to dress decently, so that they could avoid being looked down upon by others.

Those from Lighthouse Kingdom looked up at the e-sports players in the Xuanwu Kingdom, and unlike before, they didn't even raise their eyes.

Moreover, the e-sports tycoons in the Lighthouse Kingdom began to study how to deal with the e-sports tycoons in the Xuanwu Kingdom and e-sports masters.

Yun Mengjie and Cao Jiao rushed to the lighthouse country because they knew that the lighthouse country was not that easy to deal with.

Perhaps after staying in Xuanwu Kingdom for a long time, many of Yun Mengjie's thoughts were different from those of the people in that Lighthouse Kingdom.

However, those Wei Taiqiang and others knew that those people from the Lighthouse Kingdom would be too much.

As soon as they approached, they recognized each other, their eyes were very excited, but there was no surprise sound, and they made a slightly surprised gesture. He was very commotion, and her lips were trembling a little. Both sides stopped and said softly:

They shook hands without saying a word. As a result, Cao Wangrong cheered up and spoke first. She told her where she lived and asked him the address. Almost no one was careful about the mechanical questions and answers on the spot, and they didn't hear them until after they parted. They looked at each other. The children followed behind. She taught them to see Xu Qianqian. Xu Qianqian couldn't say a word and looked at them. Not only did she have no good feelings, but she also had some malice. She was the only one in his heart, focusing on her painful, aging, and charming face. She was embarrassed by him and said, "Can you come to see me at night?"

She told him the hotel's name.

He asked her where her husband was, and she showed him the filial piety she wore. He was so excited that he couldn't continue talking, so he said goodbye to her. After walking two steps, he returned to the children who were picking bayberry, suddenly hugged them and kissed them, and quickly slipped away. Hong's big head leaned against his lap.

Everyone understands that life is built on pain and cruelty. If a person wants to live, he must not let the creatures be suffering. That is not closing his eyes, it is our most important responsibility.

But when he was also harmed and defeated, he had to think of it! In the past, he blamed Wei Taiqiang for not holding meaningless sympathy for what others suffered and the sufferings suffered by others. Their eyes were shouting: "I didn't violate you, why should I teach me to suffer?"

The most dull scene he used to seeing in daily life was unbearable at this moment: either a calf wailing in a fence, with big eyes scattered outside, with blue, pink eyelids, white eyelashes, curled hairs piled on the forehead, purple faces, knee bones bent inward; or a lamb was tied up by a countryman with four legs, looking up desperately, humming like a child, stretching its gray tongue, bleating; or a hen squeezed into a cage; assuming their waists, suffocating them. At the same time, they also pounced on the oak, twisting their arms and legs to break. The giant-style beech tree with a hundred arms, one that can match ten trees, destroying everything around them. When there is no enemy, they are the same They were killed and twisted into each other, like giant beasts from the prehistoric times. There were soapcorn trees in the woods below the slope looking into the forest, attacking the little pine trees, pressing the enemy's roots, and poisoning them with gum. It was a life-and-death struggle, and swallowing the enemy's territory and wreckage together. The big demon had not cleaned up, and there were also little demons to clean up. The bacteria growing on the roots tried their best to suck the sick and weak trees, slowly consuming their vitality. The black ants eroded the decayed trees. Millions of invisible insects eroded everything, pierced holes, and turned life into dust... And these battles were performed in silence!... Isn't the harmony of nature just a tragic mask? Isn't the pain and cruel nature of life under the mask?

Xu Qianqian sank straight down. But he was not a person who was waiting to die and drowned. He wanted to die in his heart, but in fact he did his best to survive. There was a first-class person who always had to fight, unless there was no way." Xu Qianqian was such a person. He felt that he was about to be eliminated, so he danced his arms while falling down, grabbed them, searching everywhere, looking for someone to stay with him. He thought he had found it. He remembered. Yes, he We should find this child, ask him to educate him, let him love him, and replace his father's status. He wants Wei Taiqiang to regenerate himself in his son. Since he has become selfish because of pain, why didn't he think of this? So he wrote to Xu Qianqian, who raised the child, waiting for the reply anxiously. He was full of energy and thought about this idea and taught himself to calm down: - Ah, there is still hope. And he is very sure, because he knows that Xu Qianqian's heart is excellent.

The reply came. Xu Qianqian told him that after Wei Taiqiang's death, San couldn't help but answered with great emotion: "Oh, you have suffered a lot."

"So too," she looked at his face whipped by pain and enthusiasm, very sympathetic.

Then, both sides had nothing to say.

After a while, he asked, “Can’t we find a place where no one is talking?”

"No, my friend, just stay here. Aren't we good? No one pays attention to us."

"I can't speak so hard."... Although they didn't want to hide each other, he could only talk to her about some irrelevant topics. He played the piano, and her eyes encouraged him to express himself. He said many comforting words through e-sports. She didn't expect this proud and violent person to become so humble. When they parted, the two kept holding hands silently, indicating that their hearts were touching again and would never be in conflict again. - It was raining outside, and there was no wind at all. Cao Jiao's heart was singing there...

She had only been staying in the local area for a few days and absolutely did not consider delaying the travel period. He neither dared to ask nor complain. On the last day, they took their two children for a walk. Halfway through his way, he wanted to say it to her; but she made a gesture gentlely and stopped him with a smile:

"I'll do it! I've realized everything you want to say."

They sat on the corner of the path they met a few days ago. She always smiled slightly and looked at the valley under her feet; but what she saw was not the valley. He looked at her beautiful face with marks of pain, and there were white hairs everywhere in the middle of her black hair. Looking at this body soaked with pain in the heart, he felt a sense of pity and warm respect. Time gave her a lot of trauma, but her soul was everywhere in the wound. So he gently and his voice trembled, asking her to give him a white hair to commemorate him.

She left. He didn't understand why she didn't want him to send him. Although he believed in her friendship, he was frustrated with her reserve. He could no longer live in the local area, so he set out in another direction. He tried his best to occupy his thoughts with travel and work. He wrote to Tu Tuqiao; but it took two or three weeks each time that she sent a short letter to express a quiet friendship without any irritability and anxiety. Cao Jiao read these letters and felt that he had no right to blame her. Their relationship was still very short, and it was only recently that he recovered: he was afraid of losing it. Fortunately, every letter she wrote was so quiet that he could reassure him. But the two of them had too different personalities...

They agreed to meet in the e-sports field in the late autumn. If it weren't for seeing her, Cao Jiao wouldn't want to do this trip at all. The long-term loneliness developed the habit of staying away and was not interested in running around like the irritable leisure class today. He was afraid that changing the habit would affect the regular activities of his thoughts. Moreover, Italy could not attract him at all. It fascinated ordinary scholars when traveling. Like the artists who advanced, he was wary and hostile to Italy, because the most boring academic writers always spoke the word e-sports field. Besides, northerners instinctively dislike the southerners, what status can they have in today's European e-sports field?"—But Tutuqiao belongs to this nation. In order to see her, what path does Cao Jiao have to be unwilling to go? Before meeting her, just close your eyes to everything.

Close your eyes, yes, then he has learned it. For many years, he has used this method to deal with his inner life. In this autumn, he must close his eyes. The rain is coming, and it has not stopped for three weeks. Then there are dark clouds that cover the valley of Switzerland like a gray hat, making it shivering. People's eyes can no longer remember what the sun is. To find the heat of sunshine in your heart again, you must first turn the surroundings into darkness, close your eyes, walk down into the pit, and walk into the tunnel in your dreams. There, you

You can see the sun in the past. But after a man crawled under the ground and digging, when he came back, he felt hot all over, his spine and knees stiff, his limbs deformed, and his eyes were blurred, like birds appearing at night. Several times, Cao Jiao took out the sunlight that he had worked hard to refine from his pocket to warm his frozen heart. But the dreams in the north were as hot as a stove. Of course, you don’t feel that you love the dull warmth, the half-light and half-dark light, and the dreams filled with your heavy mind. A person can only love what he wants, and should be content!…

Cao Jiao sat in a corner of the carriage and left the Alps. Suddenly, he saw the clear sky and the light flowing on the hillside, and felt like a dream. The dull sky, half-light and half-dark sunlight were all thrown on the side of the Guanzhe. The sudden change made him feel surprised before he was delighted. It took a considerable time for his numb mind to slowly move, break through the cage that blocked it, and poke his head out of the shadow of the past. As the sun moved, the soft light seemed to stretch out his arms to hug him; so he forgot everything in the past and was intoxicated with all his eyes.

It was the plains around Milan. The blue canal reflects the bright day, and the veins-like tributaries pass through the fluffy rice fields. The trees in autumn, thin and thin snow-covered mountains, have become soft, and the majestic lines surround the horizon, hanging orange-yellow-yellow-blue pendants. The dusk falls on the mountains. The sheep-gut path winds down the steep peaks, sometimes repeating sometimes interlaced rhythms. And suddenly, the sea water is mixed with the smell of orange trees. The sea, Latin sea, shines and trembles, and several small boats fall with sails, as if they are asleep on the sea...

The train stopped in a fishing village by the sea. The train guard reported that the trains were several hours late. Cao Jiao originally bought tickets to the e-sports venue, but he did not complain about this unexpected thing like other passengers. Instead, he was very happy. He jumped off the platform and ran straight to the beach. The sea fascinated him. After two or three hours, when the train roared and drove back, he actually sat in a small boat and shouted far away to the train, saying goodbye to the train. In the bright and swaying

On the sea, in the bright night, he let the waves rippling, hypnotizing him and floating along the cape surrounded by fir trees. He lived in the village and stayed ecstatically for five days... Oh, light, light, the light that is more important to life than bread, - anyone who sees you unload the northern net and seems so pure and so passionate, can't help but ask yourself how he could live without you before, and at the same time, he also knows that you will never be without you in the future.

During five days, Cao Jiao was drunk by the sun.
Chapter completed!