Chapter 2149 (2/2)

Downstairs, sitting on the table, facing a table of rich breakfast, ye Qian's attention at the moment is all on those notes.

Holding the warm and mellow rice porridge at hand, ye Qian randomly drew a piece of it from the stack of notes at hand, and then his finger gently touched the note, and a nameless light bloomed.

Then a line of small print appeared on the red letterhead.

”This is Kexin's...”

With a smile, ye Qian glanced at the handwriting on the letterhead: ups and downs, originally I didn't want to express my thoughts and opinions in this way. However, if I left my sister, they said that it could keep the mystery and surprise you, so I had to do it. At first, I found the story you mentioned last night very absurd, very absurd. But when you think about it, it's not impossible. I think that for the sake of all creatures in the nine realms, you should follow the words of Daozu. After all, it matters a lot. Of course, this is only my own point of view, for reference only.

”This little girl, one by one, has a strong sense of justice.”

With a smile, ye Qian took out a piece of letter again, which was written by blue caier.

Compared with Ernie's opinion, LAN caier's words are much simpler and clearer. There is only one sentence on it: ups and downs, you are happy. No matter what kind of decision you make, I will support you.

Obviously, LAN cai'er doesn't have the sense of justice of Ernie and the sense of mission of taking all beings in the nine realms as their own responsibility. Her idea is very simple. As long as ye Qian is happy, she will be happy.

Then ye Qian picked up Nangong Miaomiao's letter.

Nangong Miaomiao's letter paper is better than LAN caier's. it just scrawled a big pig's head on it, and there was a line of beautiful small characters under the pig's head: pig head, don't worry too much about it. Maybe the devil's ancestor Luo Yan has already died. Of course, even if he is not dead, you can also think that he is dead, ha ha ha.Looking at Nangong Miaomiao's letter, ye Qian almost didn't have a mouthful of porridge. A kind of inexplicable joy filled Ye Qian's heart, which made Ye Qian have a feeling of crying and laughing at the moment.

In fact, such a scene is also inevitable. After all, the twelve flower masters have different personalities and express their feelings in different ways, which is also impossible.

Sitting at the table, ye Qian looked at them one by one. Although these letters could not help him solve the problem, they could bring him different happiness and fullness. The power inspired from the heart is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Of course, there are some of these words that make ye Qian feel bright in front of his eyes.

Take ye Qingxuan's letterhead for example. Her writing is very long, just like a letter from home.

What ye Qingxuan describes in this letter are scattered things, such as how she and ye Qian were when they were children, and what silly things ye Qian did when ye Qian was still a fool.

In the end, ye Qingxuan left only one sentence in this letter: brother, no one can control your life. All the decisions you make are your own choice. Don't tangle with the illusory things. When difficulties come, we can face them together. If we are lucky that he doesn't come, then we can live our own life, live in the present, live every day, and be a true self, that's all.

Looking at this huge and incomparable letter, ye Qianzhi was also filled with emotion. Staring at this letter for a long time, ye Qian's mouth was even more murmuring: ”live in the present, live in the present, ha ha, ye Fuchen, ye Fuchen, thanks to your age, this truth should be taught by a little girl. Shame, shame.”

When ye Qian was ashamed of himself, a line of small characters and a lovely expression suddenly appeared under the huge letter.