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After the silence, I took my leave. I didn't want to wonder why he had suddenly invited me to visit his bedroom--study, because I knew that the answer would be disappointing.

All of his answers disappointed me.

When he chose to be open and honest, I had already come out of his heart. Although I pretended to be mysterious in order to prevent him from discovering my true identity, there was a layer of window paper between us - he didn't know what I really thought, so he still kept his regret for me, and he couldn't completely let go.

But now, he said it: words of apology, words of comfort... It's all out of the way. And I said it: forgiveness, care about his words... It's all out of the way.

To be honest, even before today, I didn't understand why I would have forgiven him so easily.

But last night, I stared at the picture scroll in front of me for a night, and finally came up with a reasonable reason: I hated him a long time ago, punished him a long time ago, and forgave him a long time ago.

This is a very simple psychological phenomenon, like crush gratification. I was able to realize this thanks to a new organization on the mainland: the Walkers. Their mystery is no less than that of the Night Sect, but I don't think their whereabouts can escape the ears and eyes of the Night Sect...... A bit off topic, my point is that when a person has a crush on another person, even if he can't see her, he will think of her from time to time in his heart.

Is this nonsense? Obviously not: what does he think of her? Only the body? That's not called a crush, it's a perversion, a perversion. He cared about her, so, in his mind, he and her had already experienced countless things that did not exist together, and even finished this life bit by bit.

He is a crush, so he and her, who are not familiar in reality, will become strangers sooner or later.

However, at this time, he will no longer be sad. Because he will take with him his imaginary memories and contentment, and accept everything indifferently.

I think that's what happened to me right now. I don't know how many times I have thought about the scene of him kneeling before me and apologizing before me after my resurrection and before I met Buxiu, and then willingly accepting all kinds of hellish punishments. In order not to make myself more miserable, I persuaded myself again and again: he is like this, I should forgive him, drive him out of his mind completely, and start a new life...... Again and again, again and again...... So much so that when I saw him again, I couldn't hate it.

I just wanted to make myself less miserable, but I didn't think that I had finally brainwashed myself. I closed the window and thought to myself that if I had kept telling myself that I would have crushed him, we would be a different place today. Will he kill me again? That seems to be what I want—wouldn't it be better for him to have a guilt that he won't be able to wash away for the rest of his life?

But... If that were the case, then I would have lived in a deeper hell since my resurrection, not only would I have to feel the greater pain of hatred all the time, but I would surely die again at his hands without seeing my eyes.

Comparatively...... The current situation is so beautiful that it borders on the unreal.

Is it really wonderful? He killed me, and I let him go so easily because I brainwashed myself?

Call...... I looked at the half-bone, half-beautiful portrait in front of me and gently exhaled a puff of smoke.

I'm sorry...... I'm still ...... Can't quit.

Can't quit smoking or can't quit dying? Maybe it's both, how do I know? I don't know what I'm thinking right now.

......

Oh, come to think of it, when he chose to be open and honest, I was already out of his heart.

I forgave him, and he will be completely relieved one day. Now I am undoubtedly slowly fading from his mind until it disappears completely.

I say this for a reason. For example, from the second game, I felt like a marginal character.

Wayne and Oscom told me such a big secret in front of me, but they didn't care about my existence in the slightest.

Why?

Ouyang Qing obviously saw my conversation with Buxiu that day, but she didn't care about me either.

Why?

Am I really that bad? Haven't they heard the famous saying that a thousand miles go down an anthill? Even if I was an idiot, they wouldn't be so reassuring of me! Wouldn't they be so worried that I would find Kyle and say, "Hey, two of your friends are going to kill you?" "Is that so?

Step rest, step rest, step rest again, it's all step rest...

It's as if it's all revolving around him!What kind of magic does he have? I've investigated everything about him: the Twelve Cities won the championship, the fuse and the end of the national war, after escaping to the feudal domain, his strength increased greatly, and he became extremely mysterious, and then killed me, I don't know how to defeat Feng Qian, after returning to Ouyang Domain, he was chased and killed by Bai Rui, and when he went to Zuo's house, he killed Zuo Ben's daughter, and Ouyang Qing's eldest brother became a monk, and Wenren Domain died once...... God knows what even crazier things he will do! What does Bai Rui have to do with him? With Bai Rui's strength to bring the dead back to life, is there anyone else in this world who is his opponent? What is Bai Rui pursuing? What is Buxiu pursuing? What kind of game is hidden between them? What will Buxiu become in the future?

Wait, I seem to have found something.

In addition to the sealing domain, it seems that no matter what major event happens, there is the shadow of Bai Rui!

Could it all be that he is in charge?

Thinking of this, I shivered uncontrollably, and I couldn't afford to resist the slightest thought in my heart.

I will never be able to look at Bai Rui directly. And for Buxiu, the person who really killed me, I felt a little more relatable.

But, I'll be forgotten by him.

I looked at the bone beauty in front of me who could never raise a smile, or who was always smiling, and smiled slightly—maybe you had long been forgotten by him.

In such a warm room, just because there is a painting of a bone beauty, even the air is a little distorted.

Soon, a layer of mist formed again on the closed windows. Looking at the blurring landscape, I finally sighed and got up to put the scroll away—I didn't want him to discover it.

"It's a beautiful painting, why do you put it away?" A faint voice sounded beside me, I was shocked, and quickly turned around and asked, "How did you get in?"

"This... Can I keep it a secret? You know, this is what I use to eat. ”

If I hadn't seen him take the scroll in his hand and look at it carefully, I would have thought of him as an undead or my own hallucination!

"You... Is it really a thief?"

"As you can see. He didn't look at me, but still stared at the painting and said, "Is this you?"

I wanted to get the painting back, but I was about to make a move when I heard him say, "Just stand there obediently, and I'll admire it for a while." ”

As soon as he spoke, my body was completely out of control.

Cold sweat slid down my neck to my collarbone, and looking at the strange and familiar steps in front of me, I felt for the first time from the bottom of my heart that he and Bai Rui were indeed the same kind of people.

Fortunately, soon, Buxiu looked at me and said, "Okay, let's talk about it one last time." ”

Many questions choked up my throat, but I finally asked, "Finally?"

"Maybe, maybe not. He held the scroll in front of me on the left, staring at me for a while, and then at the painting, during which he said very casually: "You also know that my wife is very powerful, although she can't beat me, but I don't dare to hit her, I can only stand next to her." So I'm not sure if I'll be able to talk to you again...... Besides, it's a big world, isn't it?"

Then let me follow you.

I never said that.

Seeing that I was silent for a moment, he smiled softly, "You can tell from my tone that this is going to be a very happy conversation." I know you have many questions to ask right now, and rest assured, I have time. The second game has only been over for a short time, and there must be a day or two before the third. ”

"Good. I don't need that long, though. Hearing this, I nodded unceremoniously: "First of all, let's talk about the matter between us." ”