Yan Xi has been thinking about Gan Ziyang's words these days, he feels that what the other party said is not unreasonable, he is not soft-hearted for the other party's approach, but he who gradually came out of the physical abnormality really needs to return to the life of a normal person, and no one is more suitable for the status quo than Gan Ziyang.

Although, she may be making excuses for her actions.

When Gan Ziyang finished his point of view at length, Yan Xi's expression was unpredictable and he didn't say anything.

But Gan Ziyang didn't care, in the following days, she had been playing the role of Yan Xi's wife, and every time he returned home, he would see Gan Ziyang busy in the kitchen. The curtains of the room were replaced with bright orange, the balcony was gradually filled with flowers and plants, and the dirty clothes that had been changed were washed and dried on the balcony, fluttering in the wind. Unconsciously, the apartment that I just moved in was more popular than the apartment that I had lived in downstairs for five years.

In this kind of relationship, Yan Xi also seems to have returned to the illusion of the correct trajectory of his life. Gan Ziyang is not strong, she invades Yan Xi's life as naturally as water, and clearly expresses to him the idea that I want to be by your side forever, not to explore or reluctantly just to be by your side like an ordinary, like the flowers and plants that should be placed in your room, and a role that you should have in your life.

Yan Xi didn't respond to her thoughts, it is true that Gan Ziyang's approach was indeed very tempting to Yan Xi, but Yan Xi couldn't help but have a great resistance in his heart.

He was wary of the approach of all.

When Gan Ziyang first moved in, he was vigilant and sleepless all night, and the same was true on the second and third days, but after a long period of exhaustion, the first week passed like this, and the second week his body protested, and he involuntarily slept lightly for a while. And that's a sign.

From a moment, it became an hour, two hours, in the middle of the night, in the night. This physical adaptation was a great reflection of his condition, and he gradually became accustomed to Gan Ziyang's approach.

This kind of cognition gave Yan Xi a great sense of crisis.

He hated that someone was in such close contact with him, and after Yan Xi noticed this, his old state relapsed, and his spirit became more vigilant, and he began to go to sleep day and night.

Or should I say, can't sleep.

And in this way, it seems as if he will never be able to live a normal life. In the dim carriage, Yan Xi's car stopped downstairs in the community, he sat in the car, held a cigarette in his hand, and couldn't help but pull his mouth sarcastically.

The lighter clicked, and Yan Xi smoked the cigarette he had quit for many years. Smoke swirled through the carriage, and there was no expected relaxation, and the already small carriage was even more stuffy because of the smell of smoke. Yan Xi unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt. Lowered the windows to dispel some of the smoke in the car.

In the smoke, Yan Xi thought a lot, he thought about the present, thought about his days in the sewer, remembered the life of his parents before, remembered the dream, and remembered the blood ball.

Yan Xi's lowered eyelashes trembled, and suddenly, he chuckled.

What was he thinking? If there is a blood ball, he will never be able to live a normal life, isn't what he is worried about now is whether Gan Ziyang will find out about the blood ball?

The fireworks between his fingers flickered on and off, and a tyranny suddenly rose in his heart, and he took a deep breath and snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray in the carriage. He got out of the car with a gloomy expression.

Yan Xi returned to the apartment where he had lived for five years, standing in the dark room, Yan Xi rinsed the smell of smoke in his mouth, the water flowed into the sewer, Yan Xi took a glass of water, took it in his mouth and spit it out. The white sink was pure and white, Yan Xi's eyes fell on it, and his thoughts thought of the body of the blood ball.

Regardless of whether he accepts Gan Ziyang's mention or not, if there is a blood ball, he will never be able to live a normal life.

Yan Xi picked up the towel next to the sink and wiped his mouth. He put his hand on the doorknob and opened it, heading to the basement where the blood ball had been locked.

The basement was still the same as the last time Yan Xi left, and it was pitch black as if it was about to swallow up a qiē place. Yan Xi stretched out his hand and turned on the switch next to him, and with a snap, the yellow halo sprinkled all over the room at once, and Yan Xi's shadow was reflected on the wall.

"Have you figured out what you told you last time?"

"What happened last time?" There was a bloody voice from the other side of the door, and he said softly, Yan Xi couldn't say that kind of tone. It's like knowing it for a long time, but it can be delayed for a day, and it continues to hold on to a faint hope.

Yan Xi's eyes became more gloomy because of his tone, and he hated the posture of the blood ball.

"It's about you leaving." Yan Xi said openly and honestly, not giving him any room to refute: "I think you are also ready." ”

"I... I want to be with my dad. I didn't... Didn't go out. The blood ball behind the door had a low voice, making a final struggle.

But Yan Xi was not soft-hearted about this. He stepped forward and asked for the key, the crisp sound of the keys clashing in the basement.

"Don't call me Daddy, you're not my child at all. You're just a monster who grew up nourishing yourself with the help of my body, why do you keep following me? You are obviously very smart and powerful, as long as you want, you can live better than by my side, why do you want to follow me all the time! ”

Yan Xi's tone was resolute, and he insisted on opening the door. With a heavy click, with a heavy key landing, he pushed open the door that had been squeaky and closed for several years, and the faint yellow light overhead poured in with the opening of the obscuration.

Yan Xi stood at the door, looking at the blood ball that he hadn't seen for several years.

"Because ......" Blood Tuanzi sat on the ground, leaning on the bed, his legs curled up, and he quietly hugged himself. The long hair dragged to the ground. His long eyelashes cast a long shadow in the light. Trembling, his dark eyes raised to look at Yan Xi, and what he was about to speak disappeared into Yan Xi's cold eyes.

Because I want to stay by your side, because I want to be with you. Even if I lose my original appearance and become a flower, a grass, and a bird, I want to be with my father.

Blood Tuanzi's eyes drooped, and he hugged himself harder.