Not taking the initiative is not because of fear of injury, but because of a kind of boredom and a kind of seeing. Maybe in Xia Yanfeng's heart, there is still a pure land that has not been broken, and such a choice is not an escape, but a desire and a pursuit. He doesn't like to be hindered, he can be ruthless, and he is willing to admit the cruelty of reality. He cares about the power in his hands, but he cares more about whether he can control everything.

Zhen Wei and Narcissus are still like this, instead of keeping memories to let themselves indulge in dreams and not wake up, it is better to face everything calmly and overcome everything. It was Lu Xiaotian who forced himself to wake up, but he Xia Yanfeng didn't want to be forced, and he didn't want to rely on the support of others. If the world really dilutes trust, then what is the point of Xia Yanfeng's self-righteous trust now?

Eroding by the darkness, it will eventually fall into black silence, and no matter how much glitz and glitz will be fluttered and precipitated by the wind. The heart is not cowardly, but people are not yellow and thin, they have no strength, they are nothing after all, they will only be trampled on, and they are not qualified to talk about any dignity.

The enthusiasm of the past, the heart is dripping blood, and the old things can't bear to reappear. He Xia Yanfeng is also a person who is also accustomed to hiding loneliness behind happiness, but now, he has no way back. Everything he longs for, everything he likes, can't be collected in the palm of his hand, if looking at it from a distance can still bring him a little comfort, it is better to destroy the past. No matter what it is, it can't stop him from moving forward, in other words, it's all roadblocks that stop him, damn it!

Xia Yanfeng will no longer be afraid of being injured, his soul is already full of holes, and he has long been numb from being injured. Is it really that he is too self-righteous? But in his heart, he never felt a trace of remorse, only resentment, and a little warmth. He didn't want to shed tears, but if tears could turn back time and lead him to glory, he was willing to cry a sea of monstrous tears.

If he doesn't believe in true love, what should he believe? He doesn't want to be superstitious about anything, he will only follow the beliefs he believes, but what can faith bring him? Efforts may not succeed, but if he gives up, he is doomed to failure, Xia Yanfeng's persistence is no regrets. The so-called innocence of childhood will sooner or later be crushed by the shady curtain of the world, and it will be useless to make up for it, because instead of being scarred and stubborn and refusing to admit defeat, it is better to blend into the darkness, get used to the darkness, and use darker means than darkness to harness the darkness and destroy the darkness......

No one is born to be hurt by others, if you want not to be hurt, you can only keep arming yourself, constantly getting cold and stronger, just like after Lu Xiaotian kidnapped Hei Hui, Xia Yanfeng chose to endure humiliation, and released his previous suspicions with Guo Xing and others, and entered the Heavenly Continent together, and then accumulated his strength little by little, and his strength is not only to get back his trampled dignity, what he needs is not just something as abstract as feelings, what he wants is this country that can be dominated by him.

Narcissus and Zhen Wei are just the past that they can't go back, it is he who is sad or has good memories, with them, Xia Yanfeng's life path has been piled up, and Xia Yanfeng has grown up little by little, and has learned too much, including innocence, including trust, including forbearance, and suspicion, he no longer believes in meaningless clichés, let alone "love first", "true love is invincible", he only believes in himself, only believes in everything he grasps tightly in his hands, and in the end, he is left with only his inner world.

When he first met Narcissus, Xia Yanfeng was still a young and simple person, as if he had never loved and didn't know what love felt like. At that time, he would not drink so much when he had nothing to do, or to dispel his sorrows, or to relieve his boredom, or just out of habit. Maybe it's the invisible pain, the faint pain, the slow scabbing, the heartache has no antidote, and the heart is bleeding wildly after unpacking......

Lilou, Henna...... Is it? Does he really like them? It can't be! It's just a lot like the people he loved...... Lilu is more like Zhen Wei, and Henner is like a narcissus, like a template for former lovers in the Heavenly Continent. However, can they really replace Zhen Wei and Narcissus? No...... They can't!

The human world and the Heavenly Continent are essentially the same, Lilu, Hennar, Zhen Wei, and Narcissus are also similar existences, so that things will become memories and untouchable thoughts, no matter how perfect Lilu's existence is, no matter how much Xia Yanfeng reminds himself to cherish it, it is meaningless, and Hennar is even more so. But without them, Xia Yanfeng would not be able to have so many conveniences, and the Qinggang Sword was also given by Hainaer, but how could Xia Yanfeng justify it?

After Xia Yanfeng finished drinking a glass, he unconsciously poured a full cup. The dryness of red wine has unconsciously accumulated in the bottom of my heart, which seems to be a wordless catharsis, or a crazy exclusion. Love or not love is like this, Xia Yanfeng or Xia Yanfeng, don't care who is thinking about whom, just like Zhen Wei also exists under this sky, maybe with Zhen Wei's "goddess" beauty, he can't touch it, and he can't guard it, among the thousands of men she charms, I'm afraid it's not one of him, right?

Narcissus is slightly less beautiful than Zhen Wei, and so are Lilu and Hennal, they will never lack themselves, just as they will never lack them, they can find someone better than themselves, and find an ideal happiness that can satisfy them. Maybe the pursuit of a happy ideal is far more practical than Xia Yanfeng's unattainable dream, right?

Tasting the wine, Xia Yanfeng sincerely recalled his little bit of "tsundere", and he didn't know how to evaluate himself. Maybe he is not a person who can give people happiness, and he is also a person who doesn't like to take care of others, and even for his own ideals and obsessions, he can do anything for his own ideals and obsessions, even if his relatives don't care about him.

Thinking of this, Xia Yanfeng once again sighed with emotion. Of course, he thought that he shouldn't have had so much time to sigh, and he should look forward. However, what he misses is more than just a peaceful life. If you want to say that the unforgettable memories are not only those feelings that he thinks are "meaningless".

Abandon the so-called "feelings", and all that is left is Xia Yanfeng's blood and tears. A man has to learn to carry the whole world silently by himself, but Xia Yanfeng doesn't just think so. If the development of human beings is the degradation of limbs, then Xia Yanfeng must go against the sky, and he must continue to evolve and grow!

In fact, whenever Xia Yanfeng thinks of "Narcissus", he thinks of himself, and thinks of himself who is so arrogant that he almost becomes a "narcissist". That feeling is like a terminally ill patient who has done the last struggle in his heart, and finally sees through everything, no longer crazy about survival, but wants to live his last days more fully, more enjoyable, and more dignified.

Xia Yanfeng no longer longs for everything in the world. Maybe Narcissus is really beautiful, but that's long gone. Xia Yanfeng felt that he was really in love with only himself, or he was in love with his reflection. The narcissus, which blooms in the pure white of winter, may understand his loneliness at the moment of planting, just like Xia Yanfeng, wandering in the world of dreams, with endless obsession, with the relief of seeing through fate, and only he can read and irrigate the grand ambition, step on the pain and blood river of the long distance bit by bit, and build a castle that no one will visit in this life.

Just like a daffodil, Xia Yanfeng who always loves himself and deeply remembers the words of narcissus, which is the motto of his life. He muttered the words "love yourself", and the red wine in the cup was like blood, as if it was blooming with a beprising rose.

Compared with roses, Xia Yanfeng loves pure white narcissus more, but no matter how pure narcissus is, it will inevitably be contaminated with "demonic energy". The self in his heart is no longer the self of the past, just as the narcissus is no longer the narcissus of the past. As long as it was a period of time when they first met, Narcissus deserved the title of "Narcissus", and now year after year, time is like flowing water, and there is no way to go back, right?

Returning to reality, Xia Yanfeng will no longer feel lonely as in the past. Just like today he doubts his guesses, without any reason, but also without regrets, just because he does not force himself to make any decisions that he will easily regret.

Staring at the last trace of wine in the glass, Xia Yanfeng's soul seemed to be purified, surprisingly calm. He has been trying to convince himself, but unfortunately he can't do it, it's like asking him to persuade Guo Xing and Lu Yusen to give up Narcissus, not to mention that it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, it is simply not something that should be thought of! However, just by feeling, he should also be like a mirror, right? What to do, what not to do, there is no need to force anyone to convince him, he should just think and do it naturally, and don't care too much about the world's eyes.

The soul returned to the original point, Xia Yanfeng smiled lightly, stood upright, drank the last wine in the cup, and his face turned cruel for a moment. Maybe he doesn't know what to do best, but he just doesn't allow anyone to disobey his principles, even if it is he who violates his principles, this is the rule that Xia Yanfeng has set for himself.

Is Lilou lying, does he really need hard evidence? Try to remind himself not to think wildly, and he really won't think wild......ly? His speculation was really a fantasy, not a true prophecy......

Ask yourself, what is this kind of favoritism? What can Lilu be in Xia Yanfeng's heart? It doesn't matter if such feelings are real or false, but what kind of person will Xia Yanfeng really judge Lilu to be? At least, he doesn't care whether his unconditional trust in Lilu is right or wrong, but the spearhead of reality is pointed at the person he least wants to doubt.

Is there any evidence? huh...... Xia Yanfeng blindly stood in place and smiled bitterly. What kind of evidence does he still need? But he has always done things based on his feelings, and all those who are suspected will be killed, what evidence does he want? If everything needs to be verified by looking for countless evidence to verify before it is confirmed, he does not know how much precious time will be wasted, and many things cannot be confirmed by evidence, and in addition, evidence can be fabricated at will, so he does not believe it at all. With all this time to find evidence, I'm afraid that the prisoner would have fled a long time ago. Besides, he is not a judge, so where does he need to be so precise. For judges, misjudgment is more serious than misplacement, but as far as Xia Yanfeng is concerned, it is better to kill by mistake than to slip through the net.

However, Xia Yanfeng is desperately trying to find evidence in Lilu's matter, what is his purpose? How long does he want to deceive himself? Does he still think that he has not been deceived enough by himself? When will the selective blindness be cured? No...... No, absolutely not...... Am I not only loving my own "daffodils"? Am I no longer attached to such an ethereal thing as "love"? Why can't I extricate myself? Why...... Why!

I don't dare to imagine it, and the more I think about it, the more I collapse. Could it be that Lilu's attraction is so great that he Xia Yanfeng can't resist it? Lilu's aura and black hole-like eyes, Xia Yanfeng doesn't know how to describe it. He vowed that he would never love again, he would never move his heart again, as long as he could realize his dream, he was willing to do anything, but why did he shake so much at this moment?

Love only yourself...... Love only yourself...... Does he really only love himself? How many vicissitudes does a person have to go through to have such a feeling, but ...... What kind of charm will a person who only loves himself be attracted to? I'm afraid that it is as clean and pure as Lilou, as beautiful as childhood memories, and as young as first love**, not the pretentiousness of a woman in the world.

What should Xia Yanfeng believe, the answer has already been generated in his heart, but he didn't say anything, so he went with the wind and turned into dust.