The voice came from the bedroom terrace, and Song Shihuan was lying on his side facing the other side, with his back to him.

Know it's him.

So, close your eyes and act as if you don't know anything.

He walked to her side and stopped, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, for a long time, he raised his hand to put the broken hair scattered on her cheeks behind her ears, and his eyes stayed on her eyebrows for a long time.

After a long while, she raised her hand again to pick up the book she was holding under her arm.

Leaning back on her bed, she sat on the floor.

The book she is reading is the famous work that made Shi Mingchen completely famous in the literary world, "Infernal".

The book tells the story of the different attitudes of the two protagonists who are in hell and paradise respectively when faced with their choices, as well as the earth-shaking changes and completely different endings that follow.

In fact, the content of the story is not new, just like all the legendary scripts that have been handed down in China for thousands of years, brave and kind people always have to go through various hardships before they can get their wish.

So sometimes I read too many stories like this, and I can't help but think deeply: I don't know whether those who get their wishes without going through hardships are not kind or brave, and can get what they want so easily.

It's just that I gradually let go of it later.

He thought: Probably kindness and bravery, they have at least the same, and a person like him, who is neither kind nor brave, is not even qualified to go through suffering, so naturally there is no need to hope to get what he wants.

So...... He had put it down for so long that he thought he would never pick it up again.

But here's the thing......

It may take him a lifetime to let go, but to pick it up again, all it takes is a hug, a look, and a ...... Not even a gesture towards him.

"What do you think of the two of us, who is in the Infernal and who is in the Taoyuan?"

He sat for too long, and Song Shihuan was really bored, so he simply stopped pretending to be asleep.

There was a while, but he only had the book in his eyes, and he didn't mean to read it at all, so Song Shihuan couldn't hold back.

Mu Ye knew that she hadn't slept, but she still surprised him a little when she suddenly spoke like this.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone was firm and detached: "You are in the middle of the world, I am in Taoyuan," and then, closing the book in his hand, casually putting it on the cabinet on the side, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and his tone was as calm as ever: "Otherwise, how could you be so eager to find me, don't you just want me to pull you out of the Infernal Hell?" ”

Song Shihuan's eyes sank slightly, and the corners of his lips inadvertently pressed down a few points.

Then, with your elbows resting on the bed, you support your upper body, and you lie on your side with one hand on your chin.

I can't say I'm angry, but I don't agree: "I admit that although my biological parents are alive, they have never taken care of me since I was born, which is indeed an indelible regret in my life, but I have been pampered by my grandfather and grandfather since I was a child, even if they are gone, I still have two brothers who really love me by my side, as well as friends and relatives who are full of kindness." ”

"So......" frowned, his eyes full of confusion and doubt: "When did Infernal Hell start to have this?" ”

Nonrecognition.

But, it can't be denied.

I want to convince Mu Ye and comfort myself, that's all.

But Mu Ye didn't even want to give her such an illusion, raised her lips lightly, smiled slowly, and said in a casual and casual tone: "If not, Miss Song can refute me directly, and then tell me with great certainty, 'You are in Taoyuan!'" ’”