"False, real? Maybe you're right. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Bai Yi held the tea bowl and laughed to himself.

His gaze was distant and misty, as if he had crossed Aya's figure, and sank into the unknowable distance with her words. The beautiful girl in front of her is always too scorching, burning people's hearts, and she can always peel off the enamel on the porcelain a little bit like a flame, asking the essence.

"Do you like to listen to stories?"

"Let me tell you a story. ”

Without waiting for Aya to respond, Bai Yi began to tell on his own, as if he was not speaking to others, but muttering to himself while standing silently.

"In the distance, there is a vast void sea, and there is a lonely sail adrift in the sea. The void sea is boundless, isolating all the scenery, like a dream. The lonely sail is full of loneliness, but there is a teenager and a tiger who are being chased by a tiger. ”

"How can man live in peace with the tigers? But the void sea is boundless, and there is no change except the rising and setting of the sun and the moon every day. The tiger relied on the boy to manipulate the lone sail and prey on the sea fish, so he did not kill the boy for a while. Just waiting, feeding, until the day when hope appears. ”

"The boy is naturally like this, he does not have the strong strength of the tiger, and he does not have the sharp claws of the tiger. He will be afraid, he will be afraid, how can he rest assured of a man-eating tiger. But he can't swim, and even if he can, he can't escape this boundless void sea, he can only choose to compromise. ”

"Dangerous situations always give birth to some ridiculous hallucinations out of thin air, whether they are real or false, the teenager cannot tell. He doesn't need to distinguish between the real and the false in such a helpless situation. He didn't want to believe the fact that he was with a man-eating tiger on a lonely sail, but he didn't want to deceive himself into believing those false illusions. He knew that the tiger might be waiting for the day when he let his guard down. ”

"When will that day come? Human life cannot always despair, hope, as much as food and water, are necessary for survival. The young man knew that one day he would sink into that boundless and endless despair, but how could he give up until that day. ”

"If you were the teenager in the story, what would you do?"

The story of Bai Yi came to an abrupt end, he didn't tell it, but stared at Aya and asked such a sentence, as if he was looking forward to Aya's answer. Yes, he will also think in his heart, what kind of choice will such a real, forever burning girl make?

However, Aya shook her head, she listened to such a story, but she couldn't easily give an answer. In Aya's mind, this should be Baiyi's self-statement, perhaps for such and such unavoidable reasons, he can't tell the truth directly, and can only use stories as metaphors. But with such a straightforward story, how could she really listen to it as a story.

"Are you the boy?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Bai Yi smiled in surprise, as if this was a question that was too unintelligent. He put down the tea bowl in his hand, pointed at himself and smiled: "How could I be that boy, I should be the man-eating tiger." Do you think that a man like me would easily come to such a lonely boat? I am afraid that I will eat that stupid boy before I get on the boat. ”

"Is this your choice? Man cannot face a beast, he can only turn himself into a beast. In this way, on the lonely boat, it becomes a battlefield, there is no warmth, no mercy, only life and death between beasts. Aya ignored the other party's argument, coldly debunked the other party's disguise, and said firmly.

Bai Yi avoided the other party's eyes, if Yanhe is a sword that can penetrate people's hearts, then Le Zhengya in front of him is a flame that can scorch people's hearts, even if it can't penetrate, it can make people feel the most direct pain, leaving indelible scars.

But how could Bai Yi admit defeat, he knocked on the table and asked: "Even if life and death are separated, after all, you are still in the void sea, and after all, you are still trapped in a lonely boat, and your eyes are full of false hopes, which is not as real as the most real despair." ”

"What's more, how do you know that the world you live in is real. ”

"How do you know that you are not a puppet in the hands of others, how do you know that you are not acting as yourself according to someone else's play?"

Baiyi's tone was cold and low, like a silent autumn rain, as if he was questioning, and as if he was feeling himself. His words were thought-provoking, and Aya always felt as if the madman in front of her knew something she didn't know, and at that moment, she seemed to follow his words to see the thin threads that were wrapped around her body and manipulated.

Aya had never thought about this question in the past, but something that could cause her innate realm to feel would definitely not be an illusion. She had never doubted her instincts, but this time she didn't really want to believe the illusion she saw, which in her mind could only be an illusion.

"Unbelievable? Think it's an illusion?" Bai Yi seemed to see the hesitation in the other party's eyes, and he had to force him inch by inch, "Then tell me, where is the boundary between falsehood and truth? Everyone will be influenced by others, and they will give birth to so-called emotional things, but how is this kind of thing born, and why can this kind of thing born from falsehood make us feel real?"

"In your eyes, am I the truest me? As an innate master of martial arts, you know that your eyes will be deceived, your sense of hearing and smell will be deceived, so will your intuition be deceived? Could it be that you are just a character in a book, a fairy in a painting, just a chess piece that has been altered at will?"

"Your story is being made up, so is the person who made your story portraying the real you?"

Gentle and heavy questions, along with those hallucinations flashing in Aya's heart little by little, she seemed to fall into a world wrapped in illusions. Originally, the innate peerless cultivation of the martial arts was useless at all, and her heart was shaken little by little by the white clothes, as if she could no longer distinguish the boundary between reality and illusion.

But at this time, Bai Yi suddenly relaxed his attack, he withdrew his right hand on the table, and stopped the finger that kept tapping with a strange rhythm. He slowly stood up, put his white clothes on the body of Wushuang, who had already been knocked unconscious, and silently froze.

"Forget those words. ”

"Those are just my illusions, you can think of it this way, I'm really not the teenager in the previous story, I'm just waiting for such a lonely sail. ”

The stunned words of the white clothes suddenly woke up Aya, who was still confused, and he stood quietly, as if staring at the faint void sea that had not yet dissipated in the distance. Aya instinctively sensed the fear, she didn't believe it much, everything just now was an illusion, if it was an illusion, it was also an extremely terrifying illusion.

Looking at the sweat in her palms, Aya firmly remembered the feeling just now, and she suddenly realized that the figure of the young man in front of her was illusory for a moment. He really shouldn't be the helpless teenager, he wasn't the man-eating beast in his mouth, he should be, the boundless, incomparably lonely void sea trapped in the lonely boat.

He may be waiting for that lonely boat, and for the Void Sea, that is the real reality.