"Of course there is." Yan Bei smiled lightly, looked up at the stars above his head, and sighed leisurely:

"The inseparable emotions of life and death in this world are not only the love between men and women, but also family affection, siblings, sisters, etc., feelings are such things, and in the depths, they are naturally inseparable from life and death, because they are no longer separated."

"Can't you leave......" Bai Weichen muttered in a low voice, not knowing what he thought, and suddenly showed a bitter smile.

"Does that lady have someone who wants to live and die?" Although he knew that it was not appropriate for him to ask such a question, he still wanted to know.

It's ridiculous to say, he and Madame Bai have just met, and they actually have a kind of relaxation like old friends, which is really amazing.

Sighing in his heart, Bai Weichen stopped in front of the kitchen, looked back at Yan Bei with dishes, and waited for her answer.

"Of course I have, but I can't be so selfish, I'm dead, how can I hurt the people I love to go to hell? This kind of thing, it's good if you like me. ”

Yan Bei smiled at him and walked past him into the kitchen.

Bai Weichen watched her in, recalling what she had just said in his mind, and only felt an indescribable weirdness.

However, the saying that you can't be so selfish is deeply ingrained in his heart.

Recalling the time he spent with Ji Qingqing, Bai Weichen had to admit that he had never been in the eyes of the woman he put in his heart.

"Alas~" sighed melancholy, Bai Weichen saw that Yan Bei was about to walk out of the kitchen, so he turned around and left.

When Yan Bei came out of the kitchen, he only saw a corner of white clothes.

Alas~, this man in unrequited love is really pitiful, I just hope that he can think of it himself and explore this emotional barrier.

The night was already dark, Yan Bei didn't stay any longer, walked back to the wooden courtyard quickly, and lay down to rest.

Early the next morning, before it was fully light, the sound of sword qi dancing through the air sounded in the courtyard, waking up Yan Bei, who was still cultivating.

She is now accustomed to not sleeping at night, and after a night of cultivation, she is full of energy and energy.

Grabbing the clothes beside the bed and putting them on, Yan Bei stepped on embroidered shoes and opened the door.

The young man's elegant and agile figure appeared in front of him, holding a heavy sword, dancing vigorously.

Yan Bei raised his eyebrows, this is really ...... The contrast is huge.

"Mother!" When the sword-dancing boy found that there was an audience, he hurriedly closed the ceremony, and asked in a deliberately thick voice with red ears: "Why did you get up?" ”

Yan Bei was stunned, and explained in his heart that it was you, this kid, who deliberately woke up the old lady, and was actually embarrassed to ask?

On his face, he did not debunk the young man's careful thoughts, and sat down under the porch, leaning against the pillar, and said with a smile:

"I want to see my son dance the sword."

"What's so nice about this~" The young man muttered, but there was a hint of joy on his face.

Yan Bei saw Coke, added another fire, and encouraged: "My son's dance is good-looking, my mother hasn't seen you dance with a sword, can you dance and let my mother take a look?" ”

"I haven't seen the sword dance...... the young man complained in disgust, but then he raised the sword and said proudly: "Then the master will let you see how powerful the master is, and give you a long vision!" ”

Yan Bei bowed his head and immediately sat upright, looking serious.

Seeing her like this, the young man secretly curled the corners of his mouth, raised his heavy sword and danced.

The heavy sword is generous, which makes him dance with a sense of agility, as if there is an audience, and the performers are in high spirits, and they play several sets of movements in a row, dancing straight until their cheeks are red and their foreheads are sweaty.

After a hearty meal, a sword was stabbed out and put away, and stopped.

"How...... What do you think? The young man asked with a sword holding a slight pant.

"Very good, my son is the best!" Yan Bei nodded in praise without hesitation.

He took out the sweat towel between his sleeves and stepped forward, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads from the forehead of the young man in front of him, who was as tall as himself.

The young man didn't refuse, just glanced away, pursed his lips as if he wanted to laugh but forced himself not to laugh, and tilted his forehead a little awkwardly.

The flush on his cheeks didn't know whether he was tired or happy, and after Yan Bei put his hand away, he turned around and ran away with his heavy sword.

After running far, he suddenly turned back again, leaned against the gate of the courtyard with his back and asked, "There are a few clothes that were torn during sword practice, can you help me sew them?" ”

"When, of course ......" A hesitant voice came from the courtyard, and the smile on the young man's delicate jade face could not hold back any longer, and he ran back to get his clothes with his sword on his shoulder.

Soon, the young man who had washed up ran back with a pile of white clothes, and put them on the table in front of Yan Bei.

Yan Bei, who was eating breakfast, almost choked on steamed buns, finally swallowed it, poured a sip of water, and then recovered, picked the clothes on the table with chopsticks, and asked in disbelief:

"These?"

"Well, it's just a few pieces, and there is no major damage, so it's a pity to throw it away like this."

Bai Nanting sat down by himself, snatched the uneaten half of the steamed bun in Yan Bei's hand and ate it in a big gulp, clapped his hands, and continued to take the bowl, snorting and eating happily, not noticing his mother's somewhat collapsed expression at all.

"Son......"

The boy looked up at her.

Yan Bei swallowed his saliva, flipped through the pile of clothes, and said with some apprehension: "Let me tell you, I can only sew corpses, and it may be a little difficult for me to sew clothes." ”

"It's okay, you can sew whatever you want, as long as you can wear it." The boy waved his hand indifferently and continued to eat.

Yan Bei was still a little lacking in confidence, and reminded: "Don't blame me for the bad sewing!" ”

Although she can stitch corpses and embroider them to make humanoid dolls, she has never sewn clothes before, and she can't guarantee that they are seamless or anything.

However, the young man didn't care about this, he just ate her breakfast and waved his hand in a nonchalant manner, and said arrogantly:

"You just have to sew it, anyway, there are no outsiders on the mountain, and no one laughs at it if it's ugly, so I'm not afraid!"

"Good! Since you say so, my mother won't be polite to you! Yan Bei gritted his teeth, took out the sewing kit, picked up the torn clothes, and began the great business of sewing.

An hour later, when Bai Nanting was already bored and about to get moldy, Yan Bei held a pile of clothes and handed it to him.

"See for yourself, I've done my best."

Bai Nanting's eyes lit up, he didn't mind her frustrated words, he shook off his clothes and looked at them one by one, and the smile on his face gradually couldn't hold back.

Every piece of clothing has been filled, but!

Why is there a thick line like an earthworm where the stitches are stitched? It's also very conspicuous!

Looking at such clothes, Bai Nanting secretly rolled his eyes and complained ruthlessly: "It's really ugly, can't you make the traces of the stitches smaller?" ”

"Ahem, I'm used to embroidery, besides, you said it yourself and let me do it, it's too late to regret it now!" Yan Bei said with his arms crossed.