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Finding the meaning of love

🇳🇵Mysteriousgod
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Chapter 1 - Meeting

In the modern world, there was a guy with black hair and blue eyes named Namsang mediating. Besides him, there was a monk; his master monk was also cultivating.

Namsang was an orphan, but his master had adopted him as his child and taught him cultivation. In the modern world, cultivation is extremely rare; in a million, only 1 guy can cultivate. Namsang was lucky, or by fate, he was adopted by a monk who knew how to cultivate.

One day, while he was in the park, he saw a girl, and he fell in love at first sight with her, and he always came to see her in that park. He was obsessed with her, and his master also noticed that and asked about it. He didn't tell anything, saying it's nothing, but his master knew something was there but ignored it, and one day, with all confidence, Namsang went to that girl and asked, "Umm, hey, I often see you in this park. What's your name? She replied with her beautiful voice, and her gaze made Namsang's unmoved heart beat increase. My name is Chu Ming, even though she was not the jade beauty of that much beauty, but her gentle aura and her gentle gaze made Namsang feel that she was the beautiful girl of this universe because Namsang was also a cultivator, and Namsang replied, Amazing. I mean, your name is beautiful. My name is Namsang. I loved my master, and he was about to ask about her family, but he stopped thinking asking others names would be, she thinks, bad was about to ask about her family, but he stopped thinking asking others names would be, she thinks, bad. He thought he needed to ask if she lived there, so he asked, "Do you live here?" She replied, "Umm, yeah, I just shifted here with my mom and dad." He then said, "Oh, then you're new," and after two months, one day he decided to propose to her. Gathering all his confidence, he thought about telling his master.

He went to his master's room and said, "Hey, umm, master, I have to tell you something." His master replied, "Umm, say it." He began, "Master, I like someone." His master burst into laughter, saying, "I knew you were acting weird, haha!" Namsang continued, "I'm going to propose to her today," which shocked his master even more. His master replied, "Man, you've gotta go for it! I'll fully support you."

Namsang messaged Chu Ming to meet that day at the café at 3:00 PM, and she agreed. At 3:00 PM, they met. Namsang said with all his confidence, "Umm, hey, I have to say something to you." He began to talk: "You know when we met for the first time at the park? I was always looking at you; your gaze makes me feel like I'm looking at a fairy." She blushed, and Namsang continued, "I feel like I liked you from that day. My eyes have seen you, and I gathered all my confidence to talk to you."

She smiled and said, "You know, I also like you. This world is full of love, no sadness when I'm with you," and she blushed again. In his heart, Namsang was so happy, and Chu Ming's face was full of red. She stood up and ran, saying, "We'll meet tomorrow." After that, Namsang was so happy, and they dated for two years.

On Valentine's Day, February 14, he was finally ready to propose to her, so much so that he even forgot about his cultivation.

He was ready with flowers and dressed in a suit coat. As he watched her cross the road, a loud bang echoed through the air. A truck struck her with brutal force. Namsang rushed forward, screaming, "Chu Ming, no! You can't die! You are my everything!" But it was too late. The truck driver tried to flee, unaware that the girl he had just killed was a cultivator. Namsang made a qi ball and shot it, causing the truck to explode with a loud boom. He grabbed Chu Ming and, with all his speed, headed to the hospital, but it was too late. He lost not only one life but three: not just a girl, but also a hope. He cried like a baby.

One month after that incident, he was in a dark room, where his master was present to give him motivation.