Since it is a huge castle, there are naturally a few sets of rooms, but Xie Bi'an just wants to follow Fan Wusu into the same room.

Yaksha, who was going back to his room to rest after taking a bath, saw that the corners of his mouth provoked an unknown smile, and he took a few steps back to his room, threw the bath towel on the bed at random, and changed into a casual outfit.

Just as he was about to open the door, he found that there was a maid standing behind the door, however, he didn't speak English, so he ignored each other by nature, and after passing by, he walked to Fan's helpless room.

"Sir, please wait. Yasha didn't expect the maid to follow, moreover, speaking Chinese:

"What's it called?"

The blush on the maid's face deepened, and her hands were clenched into fists and placed in front of her chest, which rose and fell with her breathing.

"Did you bring something with you, sir?"

You could see that the maid was nervous, as if she was going to eat her. Yaksha slowed down and changed his tone, "What do you mean by that?"

"There's something in your room running downstairs to make a mess, and it's all a mess by now. 」

Yaksha didn't say anything more, and at this time, he saw Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu appear one after the other, and walked to the staircase quickly after reflexively.

It is also unusual, Yaksha went directly from the handrail of the stairs from top to the first floor, smelled the person, and heard the sound first.

A gust of wind swept through, and Yaksha single-handedly knocked over the iron pots that a group of maids had covered the floor, grabbing one of Qingyang's exposed ears and lifting it up.

"It's just a tanuki, not a monster you think. 」

Before the words could be spoken, a figure appeared on the stairs like lightning beside Yaksha.

I hugged Qingyang, the little guy should have been frightened, his body shrunk into a ball, Lou hugged my arm, and he didn't respond to me for a long time.

And the frightened heads of the seven maids in front of them hung down one by one, as if waiting for us to send them down, how to punish them.

I stroked Qingyang's head as I stood up and waved my hand with a smile: "I'm really sorry, I don't know if my Qingyang has scared you?"

All the maids shook their heads.

Tian Lu walked over and shook her hand at the maid, and after they understood, they nodded and retreated together.

"I'm sorry, they definitely didn't mean to catch your Qingyang. 」

I shook my head and smiled awkwardly, "No, Qingyang belongs to me alone, and it has nothing to do with him. 」

Yaksha was standing on Zou Zhou's left hand side, and when he heard such a sentence, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and snort coldly, but he didn't pay attention to it, and went upstairs leisurely.

Xie Bi'an wanted to go downstairs, but when he saw Yaksha coming up, he was about to ask a question, when he saw Fan Wusu staring at him on the side, so he didn't make a sound.

"Is it Qingyang?"

Xie Bi'an stared at Fan Wuxu, thinking that he was hallucinating, and when he heard Yaksha's answer, he couldn't help but look over again.

"What are you looking at? If you're worried about Qingyang, go down and take a look. 」

Dropping this sentence, Fan Wusu put his hands in his pockets, turned his back and went upstairs.

Yaksha passed by Shebi'an, his eyes like a deep well.

Xie Bi'an froze in place, and went downstairs without hesitation.

Fan Wusu silently hoped in his heart that Xie Bi'an would be able to walk beside him, however, at first glance, it was a Yaksha.

Neither of them went back to the room, and followed the straight aisle to the end, but they just turned around and continued to walk unhurriedly and slowly.

After looking at that face, Yaksha knew what Fan Wuxu was thinking at this time, and without saying anything, he pointed to the ceiling by the way.

"There's an attic up there, go take a look?"

Fan Wusu slowly turned his head and looked at the hollow eyes of the Yaksha, "Hmm. 」

The one-person-high attic could not accommodate two giants over one meter eight, so they could only hunch their bodies and move towards a place where there was light.

The only fan-shaped window, ajar, was blown in by the wind, carrying the scent of grass outside the wall.

A scene and an object underneath,

At this moment, it is reflected in the eyes, just like looking at a desolate painting.

Fan Wuxu's eyes began to focus, and his fingers couldn't help but touch the window frame, and the warmth transmitted from his fingertips made his heart sink.

Yaksha sighed, and then fell silent again.

If it weren't for a gray dove flapping its wings and flying away from under the eaves, the picture might have been still.

Unable to stop talking, Yaksha exhaled deliberately and pushed the window open.

"We've turned the page, now let's talk about you and him. 」

"There's nothing to talk about. After saying that, Fan Wusu had the idea of turning around.

Yaksha saw through it and stretched out his hand to block the way: "Don't run away, don't hide everything in your heart, one day it will be exposed. 」

Fan Wuxu gritted his teeth unwillingly, stopped his steps, and continued to look ahead: "I don't know what you're talking about. 」

"Oh. Yaksha moved sideways to directly in front of Fan Wusu, "You can hide it from them, but you can't hide it from me. Don't forget, where I used to stand. The waves in his eyes were not shocked, so that Fan Wuxu was suddenly a little flustered, however, more helpless.

"Now that you've started, keep going, and don't make me feel like I'm a fool. 」

"It's my own business. 」

"You must understand what I'm saying, don't say anything that isn't my business. It makes me sad about that!" Yaksha pressed his heart to the ground, "Once, it broke its heart once, and now I won't let you break it." 」

The evil smile picked out at the corner of Fan Wuxu's mouth revealed a sarcasm: "Don't put me and you together, we didn't have the beginning, and we won't have a future, as for what you think, that's your own business." As he spoke, he swept away the arm that was in sight with one hand.

"Really?"

"Do you think I believe you when you say that?"

"No, it won't!"

The corners of Yaksha's mouth twitched, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and after Fan Wusu swept it, his heart was worried and uncomfortable at the same time.

"Say what you want, don't let that idiot guess, do you think he knows you as well as I do? 」

"You ......"

"You have to be better off than me, you know?"

"I'm sorry. 」

"Don't say sorry to me, there is no 'thank you, sorry' between us. 」

"I've bothered you. 」

"I willingly. 」

"Let's go down. 」

"No, I want to be alone. 」

After leaving the attic, Fan Wusu felt as if a rainstorm had fallen, washing away all the gloom before.

However, when he saw Xie Bi'an sending Zou Zhou back to the door of the room, suddenly, the sky, gradually darkened.

In the depths of his heart, Fan Wusu now only hopes that the sense of relief that once appeared can surround him again, again.

He no longer wants to be alone in a dark corner, silently watching the people he cares about, caring about others.

I still blame myself, why can't I care generously and express my dissatisfaction directly, maybe it won't be like now, the rift has been invisibly between the two.

But......

However, every time I saw Zou Zhou's smile, everything disappeared faintly.

Fan Wusu didn't understand what the principle was.

was able to make himself not only dislike Zou Zhou, but on the contrary, while watching from the sidelines, there was such a tacit understanding between the words and deeds of the two. In the midst of the relief, I also tasted a little happiness.

And whether you are superfluous or not, it seems that suddenly it no longer matters.

I see.

I see.

I see.

After thinking about countless questions, at this moment, Fan Wusu figured it out all at once.

Isn't Xie Bi'an's happiness his own happiness?

It's like your own happiness is tightly linked to the Yaksha, and it's the same thing.

Fan Wusu silently looked back at the wooden staircase leading to the attic, and at this point, he was finally able to truly appreciate the true mood of the Yaksha.

Xie Bi'an glanced at Fan Wusu, who was standing at the intersection, and shouted, "Da Hei, Qingyang is okay now. 」

Fan Wuxuan suddenly turned around and smiled at Xie Bi'an: "Well, this couldn't be better. What about Zou Zhou?"

Xie Bi'an replied as he ran, "Zou Zhou, she's fine. By the way, what are you doing standing there?"

"It's nothing, it's just a casual walk around. 」

Xie Bi'an accidentally saw the wooden staircase on the right behind Fan Wusheng: "Why don't we go down that staircase and have a look?" Thinking that his very good proposal would be accepted, but in fact it was rejected: "Dahei, how do I think you are unhappy, you have to tell me about something, okay?"

"yes, got it. Let's go back to our room and rest. Fan Wusu touched Xie Bi'an's head, walked sideways, and returned to the room.

At the same time, Yaksha stood at the turn of the stairs, looking at Xie Bi'an, clenching his fists, but had to let go.

"Why are you here?" asked Yaksha, feigning ease and whistling.

Xie Bi'an pointed to the stairs: "You came down from above?"

"Well, what's wrong?" Yaksha smiled and continued, "I just talked to Wu Su for a while, but it's you, and you're only coming back now?"

"You and, you and Daiko?"

"Yes, you heard me right. We still have a good relationship, you shouldn't be angry because of this. Yaksha stared.

"No, of course not, I'm ...... with Daikoku now."

Yaksha snorted coldly, and smashed his fist that had already been clenched again into the wall on the side: "You want to say that you have a good relationship with Wu Su now, and you don't need to be wary of me, a former rival in love, right?" The white ash on the wall fell to the ground, and the owner of the fist had a hideous face: "You are talking! 」

"I ......"

"So you can't speak?"

Xie Bi'an straightened his waist and looked at the pair of cold eyes: "It's always you who is self-righteous, Yaksha!

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? I can't?"

"It's all in the past, and I don't want to have another conflict with you. 」

The Yaksha's rage has reached its peak.