Qinglin knew that the result of this question must be that he didn't know, but his heart was a diametrically opposite answer, but for the person he had been thinking about, I am afraid that he would not remember himself from the time he woke up from the accident, to be exact, it was Qinglin himself who made me forget.

If possible, the two may not see each other again...

With such a mood, Qinglin raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, and he didn't know how to think.

"From now on, revisit everything from our meeting to today", after saying that, Qinglin stopped looking at Bai Jian, walked up from the end of the bed, leaned on the pillow, and closed his eyes.

In front of Qinglin was a world completely surrounded by darkness, "Grandpa, are you there?"

It seems that he knows that it will take a while to reply, Qinglin raised his hand and touched the darkness that had no state at all, it was a different feeling from when he touched it, and there was no touch.

"What's wrong?" Vicissitudes of life, but full of concern, a voice sounded from all around Qinglin, "Did something happen?"

"About devouring..."Qinglin paused, many things about himself had never been seen before, but he could contact this grandfather through his own ability told himself, "Why don't you tell me to devour"

"Devouring is the Bai family's exclusive special technique?" the old voice took over Qinglin's question, "Is that so?"

"Yes"

"Then why do you have it? And you still have skills that can't coexist with ordinary skills", the melodious voice asked the question Qinglin wanted to ask the most, "You have grown up, you should find the answer to the question yourself, and it was indeed my mistake to not tell you about it, what happened to me?"

"No game, I heard a lot of things about the Bai family", Qinglin suddenly remembered something, "Grandpa, it's been raining for the past two days, pay attention to your body."

"It's raining?" replied in the old voice, but when he realized that something was wrong, he immediately stopped talking.

The other party's uncharacteristic tone made Qinglin immediately strange, he had also talked about the weather when he was still in the border city before, and his grandfather also didn't know, it was Qinglin who thought that he might not be a city anymore. So when I spoke later, I learned that the other party was in the border city, and when I came back to the border city, I wanted to see a grandfather among the people...

But if I say this now, I feel that the other party is not in Xingdu, after all, it is not a matter of a day or two of rain here.

"Isn't Grandpa in Xingdu? Why don't you know?"

After Qinglin's question, for a long time, it was the silence created by the silence of the other party, and the sound of Qinglin's breathing in waiting.

"You—" the old voice sighed, "do you want to see me?"

"Yes"

"I am indeed in Xingdu, living in a place in Xingdu that I can't perceive outside, but if you want to see me, you have to listen to me, first see the head of the Qing family, and follow his words, then you can see me..."

"This..."Qing Lin has long been unaccustomed to being bound, if it weren't for this reason, Qing Lin would have come to the Star Capital when he was summoned by the president a few years ago, and he wouldn't have decided to come after my serious matter.

"Listen to me, not only will you be able to see me, but you will also know the reason for the sudden change in your parents' attitude towards you," the old voice deliberately accentuated the tone of the second half of the sentence.

"What!" Qinglin's body trembled violently after hearing this, "How is it possible..."

"Isn't it true that when you were very young, you were treated like a treasure, but suddenly your attitude towards you changed drastically, and it felt like you were their enemy?" the old voice said in a calm tone about the past that Qinglin didn't want to mention, "Your first book was also completed at that time, and they have since become vampires, not only don't care about the life or death of your little child, but also take away all the money you earned."

"Don't say it!" Qinglin clenched his fists, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Actually, you told me all this", the old voice said something that Qinglin couldn't imagine or understand.

"It's... What do you mean..."

"I didn't lie to you, how could I lie to you, everything you want to know, when you see me, I will naturally tell you everything", as if in a comforting tone, the old voice sighed, "You are my grandson, my only hope, so don't let grandpa and me down."

Qinglin wanted to answer at this time, but he didn't have the strength to answer, he just stood there blankly, thinking about what the old voice had just said.

"You think about it, I'll go first", after saying that, there was no movement in the entire space.

In reality, Qinglin slowly opened his eyes, sighed and stood up and walked to the mirror. In the mirror, Qinglin's eyes are still purple, but it can be found that purple is gradually turning back to black from the middle of the pupil.

While waiting for his eyes to turn back to black, Qinglin remembered that when he first came to this room, Qinglian broke in, and if he hadn't moved his hands and feet on his eyes at that time, he would definitely have been discovered by Qinglian.

After the outermost circle of the eyes also turned from purple to black, Qinglin approached Shirama, and with a light stroke on Shiruma's arm, a drop of blood ran out of the small scar, Qinglin held this drop of blood in his hand, feeling the memories that belonged to Shiruma brought by the blood.

The pictures passed through Qinglin's mind one by one, and Qinglin saw himself standing in the bookstore one day preparing to take the books on the high-rise shelves, and at this time, Bai Jian happened to walk by and hit himself on the shoulder...

The memories expounded in Bai Jian's blood are what Qing Lin has just imposed on Bai Jian, and at this time, it seems that it is completely narrated from Bai Jian's perspective. When he was talking to his grandfather, Shiruma rendered this story very well with his own imagination, and added a lot of Shiruma's own thoughts to it, making the whole fabricated story extremely real.

After confirming that the white room had been rendered, Qinglin opened his eyes, put away the skill of isolating the sound that surrounded the room, and shook the white room on the side.

"Am I asleep?" asked Shiruma, sleepy-eyed, "My lord, why are you in my room?"

"This is my room" Qinglin replied helplessly to Bai Jian, who was talking nonsense as soon as he woke up.

"When did I fall asleep, I remember that I just sat down and talked to the adults about the Bai family's special skills for a while..."Shiruma grabbed his hair and recalled what had just happened.

"And then you fell asleep..."

"yes, it's all because I'm too tired today!" was mentioned by Qinglin, and Bai Jian also seemed to have an impression, "Go on?"

"No", Qinglin pointed to the door, "Let's eat!"