This kind of feeling of spreading out all your thoughts to others is very bad, especially when the other side is always calm and sober, like a demon mirror, revealing Tsering Gesang's unseen thoughts. The things that even he himself had gradually forgotten or deliberately ignored were all listed, as if the emotions that had been kept secret over the years were labeled and displayed in public, and were criticized by strangers who came and went.

This was definitely not a comfortable experience, so much so that Tsering Gesang did not come back to his senses for a long time.

But it is probably under strong psychological stimulation that people's reactions tend to appear in two extremes, or they will collapse quickly, as if they were instantly knocked down by surging emotions. Either they wake up because of the strong stimulation, and what they once couldn't think through and dare not face become forced to face, so they adjust a new psychological construction in the pain of breaking and reorganizing.

And Tsering Gesang is obviously the latter-

In these few short seconds, he quickly sorted out his thoughts, and at the end he just sneered.

"You have told me so much, what is the purpose of it, can't you just say it directly? Well, as you can see, I do love Yang Jin, and I do regard her as a faith, and put her in the most important position in the bottom of my heart. It turns out that you don't need to go around in circles. ”

Tsering Gesang didn't even avoid his gaze this time, and looked straight at Bai, as if he was looking at him backwards.

"If you're really kind enough to let me know the truth behind that avalanche, as you say, I'm not completely ignorant of all of this, I just haven't faced it. Whether you say more or not, doesn't make much difference to me. As for the place where I'm sorry for Yang Jin, if I can remedy it, I will definitely make amends, I have my own way, so I don't need you to worry about it. ”

Regarding the stress reaction of teenagers, Bai thinks it is really interesting.

"Do you have your own way, what way, to put your hopes in those two strangers....... Bai Yicong and He Manzhou? Are you really naïve enough that two people who cross the river by feeling the stones can explore the secrets of the Wu Clan for you, right?"

"Otherwise, should I believe your bad intentions all the more?"

"Ill-intentioned?"

Bai read this sentence out in a low voice, and it was not until this moment that he really raised a little interest.

The boy's irritability and resistance before were like a young beast subconsciously showing melon seeds in the face of a sudden enemy, which was a bit of a frightening gesture. Then, when he found that the enemy could not be opposed, he quickly lowered his head and began to wait for the opportunity to retreat, the core idea was to escape. In this process, Tsering Gesang is sober and calm after all, and if he is not out of control enough, it means that he still has a way out, how can a person who still has a way out of retreat be desperate?

But now that he was on the verge of a desperate situation, Tsering Gesang finally realized that he couldn't retreat with his whole body, and couldn't help but start trying to fight back. Whether the words are sharp and ugly, or the words without a clue, many performances are nothing more than proof of loss of control.

What comes after the counterattack.......

Thinking like this, the smile on the corner of the white lips became more determined.

The counterattack is followed by a battered loss, and the loss of control becomes more and more uncontrollable, enough to make a person make impulsive choices. Emotions are like a double-edged sword, it can make a person have great courage and be fearless in the face of difficulties and dangers, or it can make a calm and decisive person lose the ability to think and become a tool used by others.

"Why, am I wrong? If I don't have anything on me that you can use, would you waste your tongue with me like this, someone like you must make any decision for a purpose. Since you don't need to get information from me, there are things that only I can do, so I bother you to find me in person. ”

Bai glanced at Tsering Gesang with interest and asked casually.

"Why, you know me well?"

"I don't know you, but I know the human heart. ”

Tsering Gesang sneered, and did not hide the sharpness in his words, and the sadness and distraction that had just occurred because of Yang Jin became all the knives of the counterattack at this moment, and all of them stabbed at Bai sharply.

"The two of us just met in Pingshui, we don't have any friendship to speak of, and I don't think you'll help me. Since it's not helping, there's only one possibility of equivalent exchange, so why don't you just say your purpose, what do you really want?"

Bai was surprised that under the strong stimulation, Tsering Gesang actually found a way to fight back, the playfulness in his eyes became three points stronger, the corners of his lips were casually hooked, but his voice was still faint.

"As a nineteen-year-old boy, your ability to read people is really good, but it's not yet hot. ”

"You don't need to put a top hat on me, I don't have the ability to read people, it's just a matter of facts. Tsering Gesang raised his head suddenly and looked at Bai fixedly, "You should know that snooping is mutual, and no one can empathize with another person's emotions, and it is understandable that it must be because of some experience." You can see my mind so thoroughly, and poke every word into my wound, isn't it because you know where my wound is, or to put it another way, the two of us are in sympathy?"

Bai seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and this sentence was indeed unexpected by him.

So there was a fleeting surprise in his habitual and determined expression, and only then did he repeat Tsering Gesang's words in a low voice.

"Freemasonry?"

"Am I wrong, how vaguely my feelings for Yang Jin are hidden, how pitiful you are. Even those small feelings of affection can be seen, isn't it because you have the same hidden emotions? The feelings between people are already ethereal, and you know very little about me, and you have not witnessed my relationship with Yang Jin, but you can guess my thoughts so accurately...... If you don't have a deep love in your heart and refuse to admit it, is there any other more reasonable explanation?"

Bai just listened lightly to these questions, as if admiring Tsering Gesang's annoyance.

"Isn't it hard to guess what you young people are thinking? I just know you very well. ”

"No, you don't know me, at least on an emotional level, you don't know me. You only need to understand what kind of mental state "you" in my identity is in a certain mode of getting along, so that you can infer my mental state from the heart. If I'm not mistaken, you also have a girl in your heart who is so high that you can't covet it, you long for her, you love her, but you can't do anything about her, you can only promise too much emotion to the future and delay it indefinitely. Otherwise, how would you know whether I am attached to Yang Jin between relatives or lovers?"

"The analysis is very reasonable, but why did I do it?"

"Why....... You're anxious to prove to me that Yang Kim is treating me really and want to see how I will react when I know all this, do you expect my reaction, or do you want to confirm something through my reaction?"

Bai was too lazy to respond this time, and Tsering Gesang was more like he confirmed something because of this, and continued.

"White ...... I'll call you that, you keep saying that I know the truth, but in fact you're just using me as a kind of projection, wanting to see how I will choose in the end, right? The commonality between feelings makes you know me well enough, so do you know enough about what you think, through my relationship with Yang Jin, who are you looking at and whose story?"

As Tsering Gesang's words fell, Bai's gaze gradually became profound.

He has always been calm and self-controlled, and rarely has mood swings because of others, but as long as he is a mortal, he will have seven emotions and six desires, and he must not have weaknesses, even if he is white, he is not immune to vulgarity, but his emotions are hidden deeper than others. But Tsering Gesang's inadvertent speculation pierced his heart.

Tsering Gesang's words are well analyzed, he does have a use value on his body, there are indeed some things that only Tsering Gesang can do, and Bai has no way to do, these things are cautious enough, otherwise Bai would not have come to Xizang in person, and he wasted so many words with this ordinary nineteen-year-old boy.

As for the analysis of feelings, there are indeed some feelings, as Tsering Gesang said, probably because of the commonality of the identities of the girls they meet, Bai and Tsering Gesang are enough to call empathy in terms of some emotional experiences.

And at this moment, Bai was thinking about the soft and moving smile of Xia Mian before coming to Xizang.

"The plan has reached the present, and there is no room for the slightest mistake, but now the sudden situation is uncontrollable, the saint of the snow mountain actually found the cave where the god was buried, and even the jade ruyi was almost destroyed, is this really troublesome?"

"Is there anything I can't fix for you, Amiens, as long as you want. ”

When treating the little princess, there is a rare trace of tenderness in Bai's eyes.

Although that kind of gentleness is not delicate, it is like a puppeteer appreciating his favorite toy, he is willing to appreciate it, and he wants to possess it, but he does not want to give it the same respect.

That affection must be oppressive in order to be truly transformed into possession. He wants to pull the little princess down from the throne, know all about her, and control all of her. The little princess had to be attached to him, just as she was now under the contract of the flower spirit, and she had to be attached to the endlessly growing mandala flowers. Bai didn't want to leave Xia Mian with any chance to resist, he wanted the little princess to surrender and sink into him, he had to tear apart the innate arrogance of the little princess with his own hands in order to satisfy his excessive love and pathological possessiveness.

As the object of being suppressed, the little princess of Loulan has always seen Bai's mind clearly.

At that time, she only chuckled.

Her slender fingers ran over the blooming mandala flowers, the crimson petals reflecting the white skin, but not as bright as a ten-thousandth of hers. The gorgeous tassels swayed slightly with the movements, and even the movements of lowering the eyes looked so delicate and moving.

"White, then guess what I want?"