He had never heard such a beautiful song, and this scene seemed to have reached a perfect harmony with his state of mind, born in response to the occasion, not as uniform as the current rhythm of antiquity, but with an indescribable uniqueness.

The clear singing continued in the silent night, and the melody was extremely beautiful:

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Hold my hand and sing with me

This happy birthday song

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Have a happy life every day, don't care about how you spend your birthday

Happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday and a happy day every day of your life

Don't worry about how you celebrate your birthday

The song fell a note from zuihou, and he was still immersed in the dreamlike, quiet and soft and penetrating rhyme, for a long time, intoxicated.

Looking at his intoxicated expression, she knew that he liked the song.

She raised her head and shook it in front of his blood-colored right pupil, he came back to his senses, grabbed her hand and put it to his lips and kissed it, "Jingyun, this song is so good, this king has never heard it." It is the best, the best, and the best song that this king has ever heard. ”

He used three of the best in a row, and he is not the kind of person who will flatter people, which means that it is really good. She smiled slightly, "Today is the sect leader's birthday, as long as you like it." ”

There was a trace of emotion in his pupils, "Actually, the gouged out left eye was already when he was nine years old, and every day in the past, this king was like living in purgatory, often hurt to the bone marrow, and was gouged out of one eye, which is nothing." What's more, twenty-one years have passed, which is too long. I don't know why, this year's birthday will remind me of the memories of that time......"

Silent for a while, looking at her bright and clear eyes, looking at her stunning face, he opened his lips again, "Until now, this king does not know about weishenme." ”

“weishenme？”

"Because of you." He stretched out his hand to caress her face, and the feeling under his fingers was as smooth and delicate as congealed cream, which made him feel a feeling of extreme pity in his heart, "This king was born to be a demon who is intolerant of the world, and is reviled by the world, and every day he is reminded by his mother every day with a sharp but occasionally gentle voice like water, reminding this king that he is just an evil monster, an alien who survives. This king has long been used to it. I don't care how I look when I am born, it's even better to scare the world to death, anyway, they can't tolerate this king. This king doesn't care about anyone's eyes, he doesn't care about anyone's opinions. After I got to know you, I don't know when I got ......"

He reached out and stroked the cold and hard black iron mask on his left cheek, "I don't know when this king began to care about your eyes. Tell this king, do you care about this king's face that is more terrifying than a ghost? ”

She stared at him indifferently and shook her head.

Although she has no emotion in her eyes, she is as calm as if she is looking at the most familiar stranger, Jun Lonely's heart still has a little joy, she doesn't care about his appearance.

But......

In addition to not having a left eyeball, his left cheek is so terrifying that it can scare people to death.

Once, it really scared people to death!

It was hard to believe that she wouldn't care when she saw his face under the mask.

Or rather, he couldn't believe she could really take it until she actually saw it.

He took her white and slender little hand and let her hand touch his left mask, letting her feel the cold touch of the mask.

He couldn't have understood what he meant.

She understood, he wanted her to take the initiative to remove the mask on the left side of his face.