"Why?" In his soft voice, he was puzzled.

I continued to shake my head in the scarf. I couldn’t speak. I was afraid that when I opened my mouth, Xuanyuanchen would hear my cry. I don’t want to cry in front of him like a woman who loses a man and everything, I don’t want to Let him see my most vulnerable side. I want to keep my last bit of dignity as a mortal.

A hand, lightly pressed on my shoulder, golden light came out from under us, I stared blankly as I watched the ground between my fingers turn into a familiar floor, moonlight falling on the floor, faintly reflecting the reflection of Xuanyuanchen .

He gently squeezed my shoulders: "This will make you more comfortable." He slowly got up, and slowly left in front of me, the soft footsteps gradually disappeared behind me, until, that slight Yes, the door closes...

I let go of my hand, rushed to my bed, pulled up the quilt and covered my head. I couldn’t hear myself crying because I was blinded in the pillow. I couldn’t feel my tears because the pillow had absorbed all my tears. Tears, my heart is very tired, really tired...

[You will suffer if you fall in love with the Protoss...]

This is the warning that Dad left when I left. Why didn't I listen to it?

Feng Lingcan, Xuanyuanchen, my parents, and even Jiang Yan told me that Fusu is not suitable for me. I didn't listen. I believed in Fusu ten years later. I believed him so much. ...

I plunged into it without hesitation, without looking back, the final ending, but in exchange for this heart-wrenching pain, painfully even hoping to withdraw my soul from my body, so that I can forget the heart pain for a short time...

********** Climbing up, grabbing the Qiankun bag, tightly, holding it in my hand, time, bit by bit, slipping from the bag, my hand, I fell on the bed again and covered my head with the quilt...

Vaguely, I heard the sound of turning over the book. He turned the floor very lightly and slowly, like the time around, slowly slowing down...

I opened my eyes blindly, and in front of me was the chandelier in my room. A faint beam of sunlight seemed to squeeze in from between the curtains and spilled in front of me.

"Wow." There was another book flipping sound. I sat up in surprise and turned around, only to see Xuanyuanchen sitting at my desk, one leg folded in the faint sunlight, looking at an old book. Photo album.

"You're awake." He asked faintly while looking at the photo album, "Are you hungry?"

I stared at him blankly, has he always... been there?

"What do you want to eat?" He asked again, his eyes still on the album.

I looked at him blankly: "You...always...are there?"

His hand flipping through the album paused slightly, and fell into a moment of silence.

"Did you drink it? That thing?" He asked softly as I looked down.

I lowered my face and shook my head: "No."

"Why?" he asked again, the same as last night.

I was silent for a while, and "touched" my heart, where... it was still aching, and my eyes were still sore because of crying for too long...

I lifted the quilt, got out of the bed, walked slowly to Xuanyuanchen's side, sat next to his chair, hugged my knees under him, "Godfather...why did God create love? , To create pain again..."

He sat on the chair next to me and was silent for a while. The morning light quietly flowed in front of me. I stretched out my hand and "touched" the warm morning light. Why did God create the emotions and desires and let us humans? Always living in pain...

"Only pain can let people know the value of love." His faint voice, as if he had no confidence.

I retracted my hand: "Pain will only make people hate..."

"So it lies in choice." He said lightly, "God has given you many choices, Xiaolan, do you choose to hate now, or choose to love again?"

I hugged my body tightly, my stomach groaned, and I was taken aback for a moment: "I choose to eat first."

"Huh..." He smiled softly, "Okay." A good word came out of his mouth. He got up next to me, put the album down on the chair, and walked in front of me. The white clothes passed in front of me. I was stunned to see his figure walking out, his straight black hair Sticking to his back, he can almost outline his slender silhouette.

I suddenly remembered what I looked back at the photo album on the chair...Ah! That is our photo album!

I immediately stood up and picked up the photo album. This is where I recorded everything from my childhood, my father, my mother...until... after my mother disappeared, my father never took a photo with me again, there was only My Photo……

Dad misses my mother very much. When he takes a photo with me, he will think of my mother...

I stood up, drew the curtains, and the sun poured in. I slowly sat on the chair and opened the photo album. On the first page, there was a group photo of my father and mother, who was still a baby in their arms...

The aroma of siumai drifted in, a cage of siumai was placed next to the album, and there was a bowl of...beef vermicelli soup.

I blankly looked at Xuanyuanchen, who was standing next to the desk again: "You... did it?"

There was a calm light on his lenses, and he helped the glasses: "I bought them."

I stared at him for a moment, then returned to my senses: "Ah, ah..." I turned my face back and moved the album.

He put the chopsticks in front of me, and I saw him: "You don't want to eat?"

"I won't be hungry." He looked at me lightly.

I look at him again: "You watch me eat?"

He frowned slightly: "Aren't you used to it?"

I lowered my face and nodded.

"Okay." It was another good word. He sat next to me, and the chair behind him emerged in the sun. When he reached out, his chopsticks were already in his hand and a siu mai was clamped. I looked at him, his side. His face was slightly startled, and he slowly put the siumai in my mouth in my gaze.

"Are you here afraid of me doing stupid things?" I asked.

He blinked and smiled softly: "You and Fusu are actually very similar, unwilling and impulsive." He turned to look at me, "I'm worried about you leaving the fairyland."

I was startled, lowered my face, and poked the fans with chopsticks: "I'm just a mortal, for Xianyu, it should be dispensable..."

He let go of his chopsticks and turned his face to look at me seriously: "But you are the Eye of Heaven, I can help you hide your identity, but I have a responsibility to look after you."

"Nursing..." I continued to poke fans, "Surveillance..."

"I."

"Thank you."

He was startled, I turned my face to look at him, his black eyes behind the lens became clear in the morning light, and there was a trace of seriousness, as if he wanted to explain something, I knew what he wanted to explain, and he didn’t want to explain the surveillance. I think he is monitoring me.

I sighed: "Thank you for being so direct and truthful to me. I don't mind you monitoring me. I know how dangerous my abilities are. I..." I lowered my eyelids, turned my face back and looked at the heat in front of me. Shao Mai said, "I have seen it before, and I feel at ease with you watching me."

He was silent by my side for a while. When I looked at him, he looked away and looked down before him: "You think so...you can..."

I looked at him for a while, and took a deep breath: "I can cheer myself up again, I can!"

He was startled slightly, and he looked at me from the corner of his eye under the lens, and I decisively cleaned up all the food in front of him, so...that's good...

This love affair has always given me a trance, a feeling of gains and losses, and I have always been upset, and now I am... okay...

I no longer need to worry that the "exposure" of my relationship with Fusu will cause trouble for him, or bring a murderous disaster to myself, and no longer need to hide in hiding, like underground love.

Now, I, Xia Xiaolan, can stand upright in the sun and tell everyone in the world that I really have nothing to do with Fusu!

[Xia Xiaolan, you are nothing now! 】

Humph, am I nothing? Fusu, I, Xia Xiaolan, will tell you next, what am I? ! I want you to become nothing in front of me!

"Wow." The sound of flipping through the album came from my side again. I immediately looked at my left hand. The album was long gone. I immediately turned my head. The album was already in Xuanyuanchen's hands. That was the ugliest time in this palace!

I hurriedly covered it with my hand: "Even if you are a god, you can't just look at other people's sex!" I was anxiously trying to grab the album from him, and his eyebrows were slightly raised: "Dare you touch me?"

The four words immediately frightened my hand back, I lowered my face, and sat beside him with a neatly tightened body. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and I continued to look at the photo album leisurely and calmly.

I glanced at him secretly: "Godfather... the wind and lingcan thing..."

"I haven't seen Feng Lingcan." He said lightly while flipping through the album.

I was moved and stared at him in a daze, he again...helped me hide...

I immediately made a decision in my heart, I stood up "teng", his hand looking at the photo album stopped again, and looked at me suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

I was a little nervous and tensed to look at him: "I, I want to repay you!"

"Puff! Cough cough cough..." He actually squirted out, clenching his fist and coughing.

I hurriedly stroked his back: "I know you must feel that I have no ability to repay you, and I will definitely not be able to complete the task of the palace, but I can, and I will definitely try to become a god!"

He stopped coughing, and I immediately retracted my hand to pat him. He hated being touched by others the most. I immediately stood upright and looked down at him like Mo Ming.

He lifted his face slightly to look at me, his lenses gleaming in the sun: "If you want to use divine power, your identity for the purpose of heaven will be exposed."

"No!" I raised my eyebrows, and the black eyes behind his lenses began to narrow, and I raised my right hand. "The **** of the sky sounds very powerful. It can travel through space, but it can't fight the enemy. , The power of fighting..." I took a deep breath and closed my eyes quietly. I have been to that place. I can. I am the eye of the sky, any space, even my subconscious mind, as long as I Be quiet...I can go again...