Bai Yuxiao's words were light and light, and Yan Muye's eyes quickly slipped through a little surprise. She didn't expect Bai Yuxiao to be so versatile, he could make anything, and even this invisible device that monitored her in all directions was from him. There is a sense of pure natural worship that gurgles out of Yan Muye's heart.

Bai Yuxiao inadvertently suddenly met the eyes of his little girl, even after many years, Bai Yuxiao can still read the light in Yan Muye's eyes.

"The ......"

"I'd like to take the liberty of asking you now, is there anything in this world that you won't know? I don't know anything about you, you seem mysterious and powerful. ”

After Yan Muye finished speaking, Bai Yuxiao shook his head: "I'm not as powerful as you think, and I'm not as powerful as most people think, in fact, my heart is very barren and I have nothing." ”

"Someone once came to my heart, but I accidentally lost her. Now I've finally found that person again, but it's a pity ......"

Bai Yuxiao didn't say the following words. Yan Muye keenly captured the sadness in Bai Yuyu's eyes, and had a very natural intuition to tell me that Yan Muye seemed to mean something in his words. And the person who pointed to it was himself.

"That guy must be very powerful. Even if it's not great, it should be very beautiful, or it should be particularly good in a certain field. How else can you capture your heart? ”

The conversation between the two of them was extremely brisk. Bai Yuxiao cast his gaze far away, as if remembering something: "The girl I like is not particularly good, but in her, I see what was lost in me." ”

"She's really good-looking, at least in my aesthetic, the most unique."

"To tell you the truth, I've also lost some of my memories, and all I have now are vague fragments. As the saying goes: a doctor does not save himself. That's about the truth. ”

Yan Muye blinked curiously, then stood up from Bai Yuxiao's side, and then patted the dust on his body: "If I'm not mistaken, the girl you said should be me." ”

Yan Muye smiled innocently at the moment, and did not hide anything. At the same time, there is nothing to show off.

Bai Yuxiao did not deny that he hooked the corners of his lips: "You deserve all the good things in this world, and you deserve anyone's love." ”

"Hmm......" Yan Muye couldn't help but smile. After all, people like to listen to nice words, especially people like Bai Yuxiao, who are so good-looking and so sincere, and what they say is more credible.

"I don't deny that you are the most discerning person in this world, because you like me in the world. It's just that there's one thing that you're actually mistaken. ”

In Bai Yuxiao's dictionary, there is no right or wrong. He always pursues objective facts, and if there are no facts to impress him, he will never judge anything or anything right or wrong.

At the same time, in all Bai Yuxiao's memories, there are always more rights than mistakes. It is precisely because of this that Bai Yuxiao feels extremely strange to mistakes, and at the same time has a pure natural awe.

If there is no error, where is the right one? He liked that kind of wrong stuff.