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(One thousand five hundred fifty-two) serious illness

Chen Wenyuan felt that his life seemed to have been suddenly given a different meaning, and immediately said: "Well, I'm, I will remember what I said to you, and I will remember it any time!"

"We used to be like this, but we will still be like this in the future. Then I will continue to teach you how to practice spells." Shan Xia Jing said.

"Spell?" Chen Wenyuan said, "I don't want to learn it anymore."

After that, he felt that since he didn't want to learn magic anymore, it was a bit strange to stay here, but he hadn't thought about what to do yet.

Shan Xia Jing did not force him, but said, "You just came back, let's take a break first, and let's go in the future."

Chen Wenyuan didn't want to continue learning magic. Because his parents' affairs had hit him too hard, he was not able to eat and sleep well on the way back because he was depressed. After he returned to the place where he learned magic, he soon became seriously ill. During that period, he was indeed unable to continue learning magic. During the days when he was sick, he had some new insights into life. After he recovered from the serious illness, he still couldn't be interested in continuing to learn magic, but at this time he no longer rejected learning magic.

On the first day after recovering from the illness, when the sun sets, he and Shan Xiajing were talking while she taught him magic before, looking at the falling sun, sitting on a chair.

"I still remember the scene where I taught you magic here before." Shan Xia Jing said.

Chen Wenyuan: "I also remember that I think those scenes seem to have appeared thousands of years ago."

Shan Xia Jing said: "Do you still remember those spells if you don't practice some days?"

"I will remember what you taught me," Chen Wenyuan said, "But what if I remember it or not? If I don't learn magic again in the future, it will be no longer necessary."

When Shan Xia Jing heard him "if", he felt that his attitude towards magic was different from when he came back. She remembered that Chen Wen didn't want to continue learning magic at that time, but at this moment he did not exactly stop learning in the future, but "if he won't learn in the future", so she thought he had hope to continue learning magic. Shan Xia Jing always knew that learning magic was rooted in his heart, and his dream was to become the real alchemist in his heart, and he would not give up learning magic casually. She also knew that although he did not want to learn magic for the time being because of some blow, the dream deeply rooted in his life would not stop growing.

"If you continue to learn magic in the future, it will be necessary." Shanxia Jing said, "You have been with me. When you found other alchemists to become disciples, but no one among them was willing to accept you as your disciple. At that time, many people poured cold water on you, and they made you give up learning magic. However, you insisted on your dream for so many years and never gave up. Later, a master finally accepted you as your disciple. Do you think you are actually a person with a strong will? As long as you don't pour cold water on yourself, the cold water poured by others in this world cannot pour the fire of dreams in your heart."

Shanxia Jing looked at the sunset and said, "Dream... In fact, if you don't, I'll almost forget that I used to be a person with dreams."

"Quickly forget? Really? There are many things in the world. At some point, we think we are about to forget, and even think we have forgotten..." Shan Xia Jing said, "In fact, even if we really forget it, so what if we really forget it? If a person's dream is rooted in the depths of his heart, then we will remember it sooner or later."

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