Bai Yu's philosopher skill points were full, and the love attribute value exploded, he said: "Cheating, changing hearts, eating in the bowl and thinking about the pot, these things are the sin of lust when they are small, and the sin of greed when they are big." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And with this guilty betrayal, people go to find a better half, to cheat, to compete for love. At this time, people will also commit the sin of gluttony after falling out of love, the sin of laziness after falling in love, the sin of jealousy when they are in bitter love, the sin of pride when they are in love, and the sin of anger when they are in fake love! ”

"Sin, sin, sin. There is no absolute right or wrong in this world, and I will learn from philosophers or something. Isn't it okay to have a deep tone and be serious! The black cat complained in a low voice, and he couldn't figure it out: "But I love her so much, why should she ...... go"

"You idiot, what's the use of love. If love is useful, there is no such thing as emotional intelligence in the world, and instead of it, it should be equivalent to IQ called 'love quotient'! Bai Yu thought symbolically for a moment, and then said, "If you must ask her why she left, I can only say - because she is very gentle!" ”

"Because she was gentle, did she leave me when she didn't like me?" The black cat understood a little.

But Bai Yu is not a promoter of positive energy now, he changed his painting style and said gloomily: "In your heart, are women so beautiful?" The beauty is so beautiful that it blinds the sight and ears, blinds the ugliness of a single person, even if you are used as a spare tire, you still stupidly use yourself to carry her to other people's banquets, send her to other men's beds, until you explode on the spot. ”

"Say it again!" The black cat grabbed Bai Yu's collar, and the murderous aura diluted the wine. "Whoever slanders the dead has to apologize, go to hell to apologize. To perform a ritual of highest honor, the knight had to cut off his sword. Black Cat said.

"Dead cat, deep down in your heart, it is also a tacit acquiescence that she can only go to hell, and she has no chance of even being reincarnated?"

Bai Yu's words shocked the black cat's heart, which was something that the strongest killer had been avoiding. It was as if something was broken, like a sword of justice, broken inch by inch, and the fragments of the sword pierced the heart, although the wound was not deep, but it was scarred.

The black cat told himself that he didn't need to explain to Bai Yu: No! She's not in hell, her soul is in my arms, in the vessel of the Eight Vessels, she's become a sleeping demon, waiting for me to wake up in her amber eyes—and this time she'll never leave my side again.

"I've been able to be with her forever." The black cat let go of Bai Yu's collar, and he drank sullenly, his face expressionless, clearly indicating that he did not want to continue the topic.

"yes, that's hello." The drunk Bai Yu didn't think much about it, and casually dealt with the black cat's words.

"Tell me about you." The black cat said suddenly.

"What do you say about me?"

"Speaking of love, you seem to be in a state of philosopher right now, and there is nothing more sad than a dead heart."

Bai Yu thought about it and found that he didn't seem to have anything to say, about love. He has never chased girls, and he has always played the role of an ordinary passerby in his own life and in the lives of others.

He has been in love, and in his mind, his love with Ruolin is perfect enough. However, in today's sad atmosphere, I can't always talk to the dead cat about my sweet love, saying "I have a girlfriend who loves me so much, and she always takes the initiative to stick to me, buy me breakfast, and take me to lunch." Even though I killed someone and went to jail, she still cried on the phone with a handful of snot and tears, saying that she missed me, said that she waited for me, and said that she loved me! ”

If you really say this kind of thing, I'm afraid that Bai Yu will be killed by the black cat. Talking about one's own happiness when others are sad is tantamount to rubbing salt in a wound. As the saying goes, sharing happiness with the right people is sharing, and sharing with the wrong people is showing off. Bai Yu thinks that the dead cat is very good, and he should be able to share happiness with himself, but now is not the time to be happy.

No matter how close people are, they will always be jealous when others are flourishing, and there is no Virgin Mary in the world.

Bai Yu can't be said to be sweet at this time, only sad. So when we talk about sadness, we should always think about sadness. Bai Yu never took the initiative to chase the girl, but that was when he was outside no man's land. Bai Yu's experience of chasing girls, you can talk about the Tower of Thorns last time, and you can talk about Lin Rao last time.

Let's talk about it, there's no one else here anyway, and I'll leave soon anyway, anyway...... I want to say it myself, anyway. After being amorous to himself, after returning from the dungeon of the Tower of Thorns, he actually slept in his room all day, and was actually distracted by just a dream of his own, and was actually distracted just because of Yu Tianliu's absurd breakup with his girlfriend.

I want to say what I want to say, I want to complain about all this, I want to find someone to talk to. Listen to those who despise everything I have and despise my pride!

Bai Yu said: "Girls, in front of the people they like are jasmine, they have a full fragrance of imagination for the future. He pried the lid of a bottle of beer open and placed it on his left-hand side, then he pried the lid of another bottle of beer open, emptied the liquor, and placed it on his right-hand side. "However, they are cacti in front of those who like them, even if the people who like them give it their all," he said. ”

"Why not chrysanthemums, they also have chrysanthemums." The black cat grinned, and he let out a crisp laugh with the round lips of his red baby face.

"They don't make chrysanthemums!" Bai Yu gave the black cat a roll of his eyes and continued: "Making jasmine is hoping to attract the person you like with the fragrance, and making a cactus may hope that the suitor will retreat despite the difficulty. As a result, day after day, year after year, you release all the tenderness of jasmine, but you do not get the favor of those you love, and the suitor who embraces all the stinging is still by your side. The choice is already obvious. ”

Bai Yu picked up the wine bottle on his left hand and poured the full amount of wine into the empty bottle on his right. He acted very casually, he said that the wine in this bottle was the love that others didn't want, and the woman transferred the emotions she couldn't give away to the spare bottle. The mouth of the bottle is small, and a lot of wine is spilled.

In the end, the empty bottle ended up with only half a bottle. Bai Yu said: This is the spare tire for giving everything he has, and he gets a little bit of return. "Despite making a loss-making deal, they are satisfied, because for for them, the sweat of the goddess is also fragrant."

"It means that women can't catch up with the male god, so they turn around and choose a spare tire? It's just because the spare tire will treat them as pure first love. The black cat heard Bai Yu's metaphor of jasmine and cactus.

"Although I don't think it's a problem when I think about it...... I'm going to leave anyway if I'm stung. Bai Yu said. What he didn't say was that although he would leave if he was stung, he was still very sad when he left.

Bai Yu said: "Being used as a spare tire means that you are cut off." ”

Bai Yu said again: "Actually, I didn't mean that, let's put it this way, there is no cold man in this world, but it is not you who is warm." Similarly, there are no female men in this world, but her gentleness has not been shown to you. ”