The sun and the moon are turning, and the years pass, and fifty years have passed on the earth. In the early morning of May, in a park in Hangzhou, a man with silver hair was sitting on a stone bench. His hair had become silver threads, but his face looked very young, with fair and rosy skin. His handsome face was dark and bright, but his eyes were particularly charming, constantly attracting the eyes of the opposite sex around him!

This is Ning Fei, or Ning Caichen.

"Really, I've been back from time travel, can't I go back? I've been fifty years, I wonder how China is doing?"

Ning Caichen sighed lightly, with a complex mood, a kind of sorrow, fifty rings, time is enough to prove everything, and has changed a lot. Until now, he has been convinced that his soul has traveled back and no longer had fantasies. In fifty years, he has gone from a young man to an old man with silver hair. Although he looks young on the outside, that is because of his practice of martial arts, Taoism and literature, it only makes him look young. If all this is really just a dream, he would have woken up long ago.

The spiritual energy on the earth was exhausted. In addition to the literary energy that was restored to the state of the previous life, martial arts only remained in the realm of Mingjin and Fate Soul. It was not that he was not capable of talent, but that the spiritual energy of this world was exhausted, which had cut off the path of cultivation and the idea of ​​longevity.

There was a kind of melancholy and a kind of tingling in my heart. In fact, after experiencing a lot, Ning Caichen wanted to go back to Shenzhou than his pursuit of immortality. There was too much concern for him there and he couldn't let go too much. When he went to bed at night, the faces of Bai Susu, Nie Xiaoqian and others would appear in his dreams all the time, and there was a kind of sadness in his heart. His soul penetrated the state of China and traveled back again, but he had to endure the pain of longing and caring of his soul.

"Handsome guy, are you going to run together?"

At this moment, a beautiful woman in white, sports, tall and fair-looking face ran over and looked at Ning Caichen and said, "There are several types of men in the world who are most attractive to women. The first is handsome men. In this society where face-looking, handsome men are as popular as beauties. People always like beautiful things. The second is literary youth, the third is mature men, and the fourth is decadent men. This decadence is not a ragged dressed all over, a messy hair, like a beggar, but an inner decadent temperament. If there are one of these four temperaments, you can eat in front of beautiful women. If there are two or more, well, you don't have to worry about not being able to find a woman in your life...

It just so happened that Ning Caichen currently has several such qualities, mature, handsome, decadent, and the beauty jogged towards Ning Caichen. In fact, she noticed Ning Caichen as soon as she came. Ning Caichen sat here. From the first glance she saw, she felt like the warm body of winter attracting her.

"I!" He felt someone calling him, Ning Caichen raised his head and saw a tall, long-haired beauty jogging towards him. The towering chest was still waving up and down through his clothes. Ning Caichen looked at the other party: "Are you calling me?"

"If there is no one around you," the woman walked over and smiled, looking at Ning Caichen with a shiny look. Ning Caichen was wearing a white sportswear and silver hair, but she didn't look old. She looked in her thirties, with fair and rosy skin. There seemed to be a faint sadness in her dark and deep eyes, giving people a sense of maturity and decadence. Moreover, Ning Caichen was really handsome, and could even be described as beauty, but she did not look like a pseudo-woman, but instead gave people a sense of masculine and capableness. The beauty's eyes shone. She had been single for several years and could not find her favorite partner. At this moment, she felt that she had found: "Do you want to run together?"

The beauty invited her and Ning Caichen looked at her, then looked at herself, and found that she was also wearing a white sportswear.

"No, I've run away just now, you go run!"

Ning Caichen smiled and refused the beauty's kindness. This smile was like spring and snow. The style of the former lord of Jin State in China. Even if she returned to Earth and went through fifty years, the temperament in her bones could not be concealed. The beauty was stunned for a moment. At this moment, she suddenly felt drunk.

"Then let's go for breakfast together. There is a good breakfast shop nearby. The handsome guy won't refuse."

The beauty does not give up.

"Thank you, but there is something to do today. Let's go with you another day!" Ning Caichen smiled and stood up: "I'm going home first."

"By the way, actually, I'm in my seventies!"

After walking a while, Ning Caichen said with his back to the beauty behind him. He was telling the truth, but the latter obviously didn't believe it. Although Ning Caichen had silver hair, he seemed to be in his thirties. As for hair, it was the simplest to dye a color in the barber shop now, and his silver hair looked more like a handsome man.

"Hmph, you can't escape the palm of your hand!"

Seeing Ning Caichen's back away, the beauty snorted and stomped her feet.

"Dingling...Dinglingling..."

As soon as I returned to the apartment where I lived, my phone rang. I took out my phone and showed my old classmate, Wang Shiyi, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello! Old classmate, long time no see, why did you have time to call me today? Is there anything wrong?"

"Can't you call you if you have nothing to do?" Wang Shiyi's slightly old and weak voice came from the other end of the phone. Fifty years are enough to change a lot. His old friends are old, and I'm afraid that only he himself still looks young and handsome. In fact, Ning Caichen knew that he was old, but because of his cultivation, his appearance did not change much. But he is really old, and his head full of silver hair proves that even if his literary spirit is high, it cannot play a role in immortality. He is destined to not be able to break through to the realm of great cultivators of the soul or martial arts magic powers in this life. His life span is only similar to that of ordinary people.

"How can I do it? I just said that the magpies were still screaming on the branches this morning." Ning Caichen said with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and your mouth is becoming more and more good at coaxing people. I wonder how many beauties have been deceived by you!" Wang Shiyi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Haha!" Ning Caichen laughed dryly. He had a special emotion for Wang Shiyi, and more of a sense of guilt. When he had just returned from time to time, and that period was the darkest time of his life, Wang Shiyi had been with him and even hinted many times, but he never expressed it. Until a few years later, Wang Shiyi returned to Beijing to arrange for her to have a blind date, the two never met again, and he did not express anything. It was not that he didn't know, but that he had a hurdle in his heart and could not forget China. For the past fifty years, he has been single because he has never forgotten there.

"Actually, I called here today to ask you something. It's been fifty years, and I've been asking. If I don't ask, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future?" The voice on the other end of the phone rang again.

Ning Caichen was silent, not knowing how to interface!

"Did you ever think about being with me... Cough cough... Cough cough... Wow?" The sound on the other end of the phone rang again, followed by a violent cough!

"Shi Yi! Shi Yi!" Ning Caichen's face changed: "How are you..."

"You are Ning Fei, I don't know what you are doing now, but I hope you can come to Beijing. Over the years, my aunt has not been married..."

"Didn't she tell me she's married?" Ning Caichen felt his head explode: "Where is she now, I'll come here now."

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"Master, airport" "Okay, handsome guy, please sit down!"

"Please note, passengers, please note that the plane is about to take off. Please bring your belongings and turn off the electronic equipment..."

An hour ago, in Hangzhou, the airport, Ning Caichen sat on a plane flying to Beijing, sitting by the window. Outside the window was the blue sky and white clouds. Looking at the scenery outside the window, Ning Caichen felt a little confused and a tingling pain. When he returned to the earth from China again, he could not get rid of the time in China and lived on the earth again, but he felt that his heart was already incompatible with the world. Because China had too many ties with it, he could not let go. Therefore, over the years, he had been living alone, traveling, going to Antarctica, Bermuda, and traveling almost every corner of the earth, but he always......

"I, maybe really, am old!"

Ning Caichen said to himself, and suddenly felt a sense of decadence, and there was a sorrow of old age. He was old, not just his body, but the most important thing was his heart. At that time, Wang Shiyi repeatedly suggested that it was false to say that he had never been moved in his heart, but he could not let go of China, and the ties were too deep, so he couldn't pull it out, so he kept trying to be invisible.

"Bang..." "What's wrong?" "Ah..."

At this moment, the plane suddenly bumped violently, accompanied by screams, Ning Caichen came to his senses, looked forward, and in his sight, a large ball of flames came towards this side. It was the plane that suddenly exploded. It came too suddenly. In just a moment, the entire plane exploded directly. Ning Caichen watched his body be swallowed by the fire, but there was no way. Even if he had the strength and had literary energy, his martial arts cultivation was too low, and his body was only a little stronger than ordinary people. Faced with the sudden explosion of the plane, he had no way.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!