Chapter 72 Jinse

Whenever he thinks of his difficult past, Bai Li will be very angry. Probably since he was born, he has nothing to do with the word "satisfactory".

Difficulty, for most people, is just one of countless ways of living. Generally speaking, choosing a path that is more difficult than most people in the world means that you will have a richer life than most people in the world. .

However, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds, but Bai Li is not included in this list. He sometimes feels that it is a pie from the sky, and one person smashes one on the head, and if it hits him, he has to be missed.

Is it possible that someone is really not seen by God when they are born?

No one can sort out the mess between him and Shi Wuyuan, probably the most calculating Shi Wuyuan himself in the world, and it's hard to figure out who is responsible for who is more.

The only thing that's not hard to say is that, at this point, they've been very unfortunate...a lose-lose.

Sometimes when Bai Li thinks about it, there will be an illusion that "Shi Wu Yuan" does not exist at all, as if everything is an obsession he imagined, even if he is holding this person, he feels the blood vessels on the other side's neck slowly flowing The warmth of the past seemed to condense into an unreal touch.

hate him?

Bai Li has never been a saint. If someone hurts him one point, he wants to get back one point and five points. At this moment, when he thinks of this man's various actions and every word of his heart, there is such a thought that he wants to bite him to death.

However, it may be the return of his lost half of his blood and soul. Although this idea is still there, it is no longer crazy. He finally calmed down, closed his eyes and seriously felt the man's thin but powerful embrace, recalling the soft little dirty hands of the young man many years ago... So Bai Li said to himself, but if he continued to hate it, he would always have to not to him.

His body and mind seemed to have automatically made a choice for him.

The rebellious heart is a thorn, poking at the backbone of a man, making it straight all the way, with some invincible strength, can do a good job, because when a man desires something, it is like a drowning man. When a person's desire for air is the same, he will become unbelievably powerful.

But a long life, relying on this, can not live.

Life is like water, it is easy to break through. There are always some people and some things that have to be compromised. There is always a moment, no matter how angry people are, for certain things, they have to stop, calm down for a moment, put away the thorns all over their bodies, and forgive others once. Forgive yourself once.

Only at this time will one find out that one of the main culprits who brought oneself to a desperate situation is one's own heart.

Shi Wuji's hands slowly folded over the hair that Bai Li was obediently attached to his back. They flowed slowly between his fingers like water, and his heart softened in a tingling pain, like a frozen person. Just like walking into a warm room, you have to slowly endure the long-term itching and pain, and rub hard to make the blood that has stopped recirculating.

After an unknown amount of time, he sighed in a low voice, and said in Bai Li's ear, "...I was wrong."

Bai Li replied in a low voice, "Yeah."

The stars isolated on both sides by the long sky walked through the boundless Milky Way, chasing the light for tens of thousands of years, and finally reached the end. , they are all stagnant like stagnant water, only if you look carefully, you can find a small river, the water condenses into a small stream, and the moisturizing slowly flows out silently.

Shi Wuyuan let go of him gently and asked in a low voice, "Are you still planning to go back to Pingyang City?"

The corner of Bai Li's mouth showed a bit of bitterness, and he asked: "Go back...Pingyang City? When did it become my home?"

Shi Wuyuan turned around, sat down on the chair where Li Siniang and others sat before, and said, "Zou Yanlai is dead."

"I know." After a while, Bai Li said, "Gudu disappeared. That was the contract between me and Tantric Sect. The contracted person was Zou Yanlai. It disappeared, and the person on the other end is probably dead."

Shi Wuyuan thought of something, and was silent.

However, Bai Li was suddenly impulsive and asked: "The esoteric sect used the secret method to release me from the sect of ten thousand demons, sealed the three realms, and completely destroyed the Cangyun Valley, and I was tied to the national destiny because of cause and effect. Together, with those seven mountain lanterns."

Shi Wuyuan's heart jumped, and he raised his head to look at Bai Li.

Because of his all-year-old suppression of emotions and anger, people have developed a certain habit. Even if he doesn't want to hide it, the expression on his face is a few beats slower than he thinks. He didn't put it on his face, and his handsome features always showed some kind of empty deepness.

...even if at this moment, he doesn't want to look at Bai Li so vacantly, but he is like a savage who hasn't spoken a word for many years, and can't keep up with the speed of a normal person's mouth-he can't always react at this time. To laugh or to frown.

Bai Li closed his eyes, and finally said the huge rift between the two of them: "When the time comes, will you kill me too?"

Like the green rough of Jiulu Mountain, like Master Kuruo of Xuanzong... Are you going to kill me too?

Before Shi Wuyuan could answer, Bai Li smiled lowly and said, "If that's the case, just say it straight, I already... don't want to fight with you anymore."

He showed a little tiredness: "I think enough is enough."

"I didn't want to kill you." Shi Wuyuan said suddenly, his eyes fell on the cold teacup, and after a while, there was a slight smile on his face that was late and imperceptible, "Probably I used to think that way sometimes, but...I don't want to kill anymore, especially..."

He blinked his eyes quickly, and the long, thick eyelashes seemed to be swaying in the white heart. I just heard Shi Wuyuan whisper: "I've been thinking of a way, if..."

He raised his head, and his voice stopped urgently again. Fortunately, Bai Li was not Meng Zhongyong. Even if Shi Wuyuan's words were to be broken into 180 petals, he would wait patiently - even if he had already waited. too long.

"If everything is over, are you still willing to go with me?" Then Bai Li waited for his words, and Shi Wuyuan said it in a strange tone, word by word, very clear, There was an unnoticeable trembling on the end of the sound. That familiar tremor suddenly made Bai Li feel that the person sitting not far away was the same as him.

Shi Wuyuan continued: "Maybe I can no longer come back, maybe I can no longer see other people, and live in a far away place for the rest of my life, are you willing?"

Bai Li looked at him with a strange look. This time, Shi Wuyuan finally didn't dodge any more. He quietly leveled his eyes and looked at him. Bai Li laughed, and his amazingly beautiful eyebrows showed With a little presumptuous light, he asked: "You are asking me? Why do you want to see other people? Isn't it all because of 'others' that you and I have suffered all these years? What am I unwilling to do?"

"What if your power to reach the sky is no longer there?" Shi Wuyuan continued to ask.

This is Bai Li's death, because strength is what he once relied on to survive. It is what he pursued so hard. He once parted ways with Shi Wuji, and even cut out his own flesh and blood with his own hands, but he thought about it for a while. , shook his head, and said, "That's nothing... In fact, later I thought, that's nothing."

This is how a person grows up. He is ignorant at first, and then one day, he is hurt by the wind and the sword in the world. He begins to understand the emotions and desires. He gave up a lot of things, and then one day, when he stood in the position that he once looked up to and got things that he used to be unable to reach, he found that none of those things were great.

It's the same with it, it's the same without it, or even without it...maybe even happier.

This is a life as small as duckweed, the whole journey through the vast world. A person has to go through such a path. If he doesn't pick it up, he will never put it down. For some things, only those who have obtained it can say "it's nothing".

Shi Wuyuan looked at him, and his eyes that seemed a little empty suddenly burst into tears, just like a little moist water grass on the river that has been dried up all the year round. He seemed to imitate some kind of childish tone on purpose, which made his The voice sounded a little weird, and he said softly and slowly: "Okay, then you can be my daughter-in-law!"

That was more than 20 years ago, when a little fox who escaped the catastrophe broke into the mountain and was sheltered by the foolish boy at that time. At that time, the boy's face had no haze, and he could easily smile all over his face. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the water from his hair, and then the little fox expressed his gratitude clumsily and earnestly, saying, "I will repay you."

The young man replied indifferently: "Okay, then you can be my daughter-in-law."

The Kingfisher suddenly flew up and landed on Bai Li's shoulders. Its wide wings brought a gust of wind, and it swept up Bai Li's hair. The melancholy sound of the piano spread like water waves, and when heard it in heart, felt like wanted to cry.

This feeling can be reminisced, but it was already lost at the time.