Putting all the wild fantasies behind him, Zhang Qing returned to his room, turned on his computer, dialed up the Internet, and checked his emails.

Unexpectedly, the first email was not from Thailand or Hong Kong Island, but from Paris, France...

"Zhang Qing, Ouyang asked me what love is. She thought that I was so crazy just for a sense of nothingness and lust."

"I told her: Obviously, you don't understand love. What is love? I think most people may not encounter it in their lifetime."

"Ouyang said I'm too arrogant. Why do you say that?"

"I told her that my sister-in-law told me this. My sister-in-law said that before she met my uncle, she didn't believe in love and thought it was all ridiculous bullshit."

"It wasn't until she met her uncle that she knew she had met her love from the moment their fingers accidentally touched each other."

"It was a feeling that even if it was only touched by the fingertips, it would still numb her heart and make her soul tremble. Only her uncle would make her feel like this."

"She wants to hear every word her uncle says, is willing to hear it, and loves to hear it. But the more she looks at her uncle's ordinary appearance, the more she likes him."

"My sister-in-law said she is very happy. Even though the people her family once introduced to her are now high and mighty, and her uncle is just a college counselor, she prefers this kind of ordinary life."

"Zhang Qing, who would be willing to let go of this kind of love? Even if he has someone he likes."

Zhang Qing closed the email, silently recited the Party Constitution for a moment, and then continued to read emails from Hong Kong Island and Thailand...

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