Absurd deduction game

It only takes more than an hour to finish a painting.

A lot of paint was opened in the box, and there were inevitably some stains on the table, but Yu Xing ignored it and only paid attention to his cuffs, not letting any color get on his clothes.

Finally, he put down his pen and said, "Okay."

Xu Wan, who had been slumped in the chair for more than an hour, breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

The longer she sat there, the more pitiful expressions on her face became unsustainable. In the end, she relied on perseverance to keep her expression unchanged, which was soulless.

"Let me take a look~" As soon as it was announced that the painting was finished, she stood up, stamped her feet on the spot, and then came next to Yu Xing.

At a glance, Xu Wan was stunned for a moment, and then she was amazed by the person in the painting.

San is able to make a name for himself with his relatively niche painting style. First of all, his painting skills are extremely beautiful.

The woman in the painting is leaning on a high-backed wooden chair. The dark brown chair and the woman's white skirt form a very dazzling intersection, and the long overlapping legs are fully exposed in the painting.

The bright color is no different from her real person. The upper body is slightly tilted and leaning, showing a sense of laziness. However, the sweet and pleasant face also reveals an innocence that is uneasy about the world. The pearl hairpin on her head It is the finishing touch, complementing the necklace and bracelet of the same style.

It can be said that Yu Xing not only painted well, but also captured the most touching moment of Xu Wan's posture, making the woman in the painting exude a charm that even Xu Wan would find difficult to replicate.

However, even in the portrait, Yu Xing did not erase the characteristics of San as a painter. Behind the beautiful dream-like portrait is a large area of ​​dark blue and green, with some faint fog covering everything, which adds a plain and simple effect to the portrait. The weird color that won’t go away.

But even so, it cannot erase the beauty of the woman in the painting, but makes the person in the painting appear more mysterious and dangerous.

"This... painting is really great."

Xu Wan felt a tingling sensation when she looked at herself in the painting. For a moment, she didn't even know that she was so beautiful, or that her good son had changed a few strokes during the painting, dragging her beauty to the bottom. On new heights.

"It's just painting after all, and I won't disgrace my profession." Yu Xing pursed his lips, but turned sideways to avoid Xu Wan's approach.

"Xiao Xing, tell me the truth, is the person in this painting really the same as me?" Xu Wan's eyes were filled with enthusiasm, but it was obvious that this enthusiasm was no longer directed at Xu Wan's body. The painting had taken up all her attention.

"That's what you asked." Yu Xing glanced at her doubtfully, "If they are exactly the same, then I probably painted not a painting but a photo."

In fact, it is easy to see that the overall style of the people in the painting is influenced by Yu Xing's brushwork, and it is not particularly realistic. He mainly painted the general image, spiritual likeness and temperament.

After hearing this, Xu Wan was stunned at the picture.

At the same time, my heart felt itchy.

If she was more beautiful in the painting, she would really envy herself in the painting. Why doesn't she really look like this?

Yu Xing seemed to know what she was thinking about with her divergent eyes, and reminded him silently: "You can't just want to look like an anime character just because it looks better than you. The same goes for the paintings I drew, it's just an animation." A style of painting.”

"I just liked it so much, that's why I was stunned." Xu Wan's eyes sparkled, and then she showed a smile, "Thank you so much for my little luck. Even if I have the little luck to draw this painting for me, ten No man matters anymore."

The goal has been achieved, Yu Xing didn't want to stay with her any longer, so he said goodbye.

Fortunately, Xu Wan focused on the painting and waved her hands casually: "Go, go, ah, by the way, if you have anything to do in the future, you can tell your mother, and she is confident that she can compensate you in terms of family affection! "

"..." Yu Xing moved his lips, as if he wanted to say no, but finally stopped and just reminded, "The painting is not dry yet, just leave it there and pick it up again after it is dry. Then you can clean up the table yourself, this box..."

"Just let you go."

"Eh?" Xu Wan raised her head in surprise, "Didn't you say you would accept it? Why didn't you take it away?"

"I'm going to ask Fang Xiao to tidy up a separate empty room for me first. After all, we are so old, and it's not suitable to live in another room. I'll come and get it after the house is tidied up." He looked at the table again. With a mess on his face, he tried his best to calm down his troublesome expression and coughed lightly, "I'd like to ask you to pack up the things in the box as well."

"Of course, I can definitely take care of such a small thing for you." Xu Wan's happy expression was not fake at all when she discovered that her son was asking her to do something.

This is the beginning of acceptance. Only by not being so polite or being so alienated that you can't even see him, can Xiaoxing quickly integrate into Fang Mansion.

Yu Xing nodded to her and was about to leave. Looking at Yu Xing's back, Xu Wan seemed to suddenly remember: "Are you going to see your father?"

Yu Xing paused.

"Well... I know you hate him. What I want to say... In the past few years when you were away, Fang Deming would occasionally talk about you." Xu Wan's tone suddenly became sad, "Now that you are home, he is seriously ill. It’s reached this point.”

Yu Xing turned his head and gave her an expression of unknown emotion.

Xu Wan laughed again, and her pure dress could not conceal the tenderness and ferocity in her tone: "It's time to go and add insult to injury~ Or just like your brother said, stab him with a knife. A guy with a dozen swords is venting his anger?"

"Ha." Yu Xing let out a low laugh.

Xu Wan knew that Yu Xing liked to hear these words.

It seems that even if he hasn't been exposed to bloody things since childhood like Fang Xiao, he still doesn't mind stabbing people with his own hands.

Xu Wan already knows enough about the Fang family, her husband and two children. The madness and coldness are almost the traits carried in the family's genes. No matter how well they are hidden at ordinary times, they will be highlighted when something happens. come out.

Yu Xing finally closed the door and disappeared from Xu Wan's sight.

Xu Wan was very happy. After all, it was great to have Fang Deming at home as a target of hatred. Xiaoxing's anger was best directed at Fang Deming.

…

Coming out of the room, Yu Xing looked at the empty yard. This mansion was average in size, but compared to the people living here, it was a bit too empty.

Except for the Fang family and an old gardener from outside, there was no one there.

It seems that they only kept the house, without any servants.

Such a mansion would become very bad without servants to take care of it, and it would also be inconvenient. Yu Xing wanted to find someone to ask Fang Deming where he lived, but he couldn't find him.

The decoration is so shabby. Are the people who have lived in Fang Mansion these years really living an ancient life? This is far from the quality of modern life.

Anyway, he has never seen any house so deserted. After all, it is based on ancient architecture and a modern world view. Everything needs to be done by the so-called host himself, which fully expresses what it means to have enough food and clothing by doing it yourself.

Yu Xing even began to wonder if Fang Xiao had poured the bath water for him just now. Then he thought that the other party should be able to create "movie props" like wooden barrels out of thin air.

But Xu Wan's words gave him a good opportunity - through Xu Wan's reminder, he remembered that there was Fang Deming in the house who had abused him, so he felt angry and planned to go straight to find some trouble, but because I didn’t know the way, so I wandered around the house for a while.

This reason is very sufficient.

Even if he was discovered and asked by Fang Xiao, he would still have enough motivation to do so.

Yu Xing immediately turned on the wandering mode. Even though he guessed that Fang Deming's room must not be far from Xu Wan's, he still walked out of Xu Wan's yard firmly.

Speaking of which, in such a large mansion, all the family members of the two generations above were probably killed by Fang Deming. Now there are only a few people living in it, and most of the rooms are empty. So there are still some indispensable things in a normal mansion. Where is the location?

Kitchen, laundry room, toilet, woodshed, etc...

Yu Xing thought for two seconds and walked towards the courtyard at the back of the mansion intentionally or unintentionally.

He wanted to visit Fang Mansion's ancestral hall.

According to the few words of some townspeople, Yu Xing learned that the young master of the Fang family had made a mistake when he was a child. Not only did he have a chance of getting a spanking gift package, but he also had a chance of getting a one-day trip to the ancestral hall.

The young master has probably knelt in ancestral halls more times than Fang Xiao has entered the ancestral hall, because if Fang Xiao made a mistake, Fang Deming would severely correct him, but if Fang Xing made a mistake, Fang Deming could only wish that he would disappear before his eyes, and he would get away as far as he could. Far away, the dark ancestral hall is a good place to go.

Yu Xing also remembered some information that Yan Li and the others had obtained when they entered Fang Mansion - although it had no effect on the plot at all, it could at least be used as half of the map.

He just walked and walked, lingering for a while at the door of each room that smelled of medicine, knocking again, and if no one answered, he would change to the next room.

Soon, he arrived at what seemed to be an ancestral temple.

It stands to reason that the ancestors of the Fang family also had a general. The original prosperity and respect came from the ancestor of the Fang family who had great military achievements. Therefore, no matter how simple the other places are, the ancestral hall should at least be solemn and solemn.

But Yu Xing did find the ancestral hall, but the shabby state of the ancestral hall was far beyond his imagination.

I don’t know how long it’s been since anyone came here. Not to mention the remote location of the ancestral hall, it’s also very dusty. There are already many weeds and moss spreading on the ground and walls.

The surrounding pillars were eaten by insects, and there were no good spots. There were even spider webs everywhere, and the webs became thicker as you went deeper.

There are no traces of time in other parts of the mansion, but here it can show a bit of desolation.

Yu Xing allowed himself to stand blankly in front of this scene for a while, and then hesitantly and lightly walked into the ancestral hall.

strangeness.

In deductions, the more special the place, the more dangerous it is. Fang Mansion is the most special place in Nanshui Town, and the ancestral hall in front of you is the most special place in Fang Mansion.

He originally thought that the atmosphere around him would become colder as he approached the ancestral hall, but unexpectedly, when he took one step forward, he felt light all over.

The dry wind in the air blew slowly, and a small spider passed by on the ground in front of him majestically. Yu Xing did not step on it, but looked around carefully.

Too strange.

The air here doesn't feel eroded by coldness, and the temperature is just right. Tiny plants grow freely, and all kinds of small bugs that can't be noticed by the naked eye are active here.

This seemed to be a feeling very close to reality, as if he had suddenly been separated from the simulation copy and came to a long-abandoned yard in reality.

It is precisely because of this that it is strange. The Fang Mansion is now controlled by Qianjie. As for the people... not even one of them is normal. Not to mention the spider webs in other places, not even a small insect can be seen. I am afraid that under that ghostly atmosphere Most bugs cannot survive in such a dense place.

Here it is as normal as reality.

Playing normally is the biggest abnormality.

Yu Xing took a few more steps forward, feeling more and more that his perception was correct. There seemed to be no aura surrounding the ancestral hall, as if it had been completely forgotten.

The door of the ancestral hall is closed, and there is a padlock hanging loosely in front of the door, which means that the ancestral hall is not locked and anyone can enter at any time.

However, this level of desolation was telling him that except for the young master of the Fang family who often knelt in the ancestral hall when he was a child, no one else came very often or even at all.

His eyes were calm, and he stretched out a finger to push open the unlocked door, and a puff of dust erupted as the heavy door opened.

Yu Xing turned his head and retreated in time, waiting for the dust to settle again before moving towards the inner room.

In the past, when he was at his weakest, he would choke on the dust and cough violently. But today, the dust has no effect on him, but he still maintains the habit of avoiding it.

There is also a little bit of mysophobia that is not obvious.

Needless to say, he really liked the clothes Fang Xiao made for him, and he didn't want to get them dirty so quickly.

After entering the ancestral hall, except for the meager sunlight, there was only a hint of black inside.

There was a smell of moldy wood in the air, but it was not serious. Yu Xing shrugged his nose and smelled the faint smell of wax again.

He can actually see everything in the darkness clearly, because the darkness here truly comes from the darkness brought by light and shadow, without any supernatural power mixed in.

But he still walked to the place where the smell of wax was strongest, and pretended to reach out and fumble before he felt the candlestick on the table. He then touched it again and successfully picked up the matchbox next to the candlestick.

I don’t know how many years this box of matches has been here. The wood in the house is moldy, so the matches must have been out of use a long time ago.

——For normal people.

Yu Xing took one out of the matchbox, slid it to the side of the box, and made a "plop" sound.

The beating bright yellow light converged on the small firewood in his hand.

He lit the candle on the candlestick with a match, and he followed the same method. Soon, the dark room was lit up little by little.

Yu Xing suddenly felt that what he was doing was a bit familiar, as if he had done exactly the same thing before in the small ancestral hall outside Guancun.

This can be considered a habit. When entering a building like an ancestral hall, he is always used to making the space look bright, otherwise it will seem to be wrapped in the cold feeling emanating from the ancestral hall.

Perhaps because he suddenly entered the normal space from the cold space, his body relaxed inadvertently, and his brain also felt a sense of security. Therefore, Yu Xing's eyes fell on the candle in front of him and he became distracted.

He remembered something that happened a long time ago.

There was a time when he was afraid of the feeling of sitting alone in the dark with many people around him looking at him.

That was when he experienced the actor setting fire, escaping from the laboratory, going around in circles, and returning to his hometown a few years later.

Many things in his own home were burned, and all the valuable things that remained were taken away by the city's museums.

There was nothing that could be done about it. No one in the family was alive except him, and he disappeared. Basically, by default, the entire house became ownerless.

One of Mr. Yu's best old friends collected the bones of their family who died tragically. The ashes were placed in a property under the name of this old friend and a memorial tablet was set up.

Yu Xing didn't have the courage to go to the museum to see the old things in his home, but he quietly went to see his family's ashes with an unknown feeling.

In order not to be discovered, he went there late at night. His inhuman agility made his sneaking in extremely easy. He quickly stood in the room where the Yu family's ashes, tablets, and incense burner were left.

That old friend was Mr. Yu's classmate when he was a boy, and he helped him a lot in the business field later on. The two of them were indeed one of the few, rare and sincere friends.

This room was directly arranged to look like a small ancestral hall, and the people in the urn were not treated badly.

At that time, Yu Xing's night vision ability was not outstanding. The impact of the actor's transformation on him was mainly on his brain, thinking and body strength. Although the five senses were strengthened, night vision was not a change.

So Yu Xing stood in the room and could only see the general outline of the urn and the spiritual tablets. I don't know who came to worship before. There was still a little tail of the three incense sticks in the incense burner, and the small light spots flickered. Suddenly dark.

He stared blankly for a while, then sat down again. He was not sleepy, so he stared at the tablet with his eyes open until the incense burned out and turned into ashes.

The last bit of light in the darkness is gone.

He and these separated family members have not seen each other for several years.

It's really funny, the actor is targeting him, his family members are all dead, but he is still alive.

He was alive, but it was not him who collected the bodies for his family, but an outsider who was not related by blood.

What is his use?

In the darkness, Yu Xing began to feel that the surroundings were slowly getting colder. He had to suppress the pain from the slow collapse of his body and prevent himself from going crazy and killing people because of this pain.

The more this happens, the more he feels that he is different from before.

There is no going back.

The most terrifying thing is that only a few years have passed, and his mind is still clearly marked with the sadness, anger and despair he felt when the actor grabbed his hair and watched the sky full of fire, but he can no longer remember the slightest happiness when getting along with his family.

The shadow of the family is slowly fading, but the hatred is gradually becoming clear.

Yu Xing knew that he would turn into a very bad monster.

It was all because of him that his family died so tragically, but he had no shame and wanted to forget their feelings.

In front of him were ashes and spiritual tablets, but there seemed to be a few invisible people behind him, staring at his back and spine with resentful eyes.

Those shadows would point at him, curse at him crazily, and even angrily tell him to get out and stop polluting this place.

There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes in the darkness, and they stared at him with various emotions, some angry, some calm, some disappointed, and some sarcastic.

Gradually, many whispers seemed to appear in Yu Xing's ears. He could not hear anything clearly. He only felt that the darkness was terrifying, more terrifying than any night he spent curled up alone.

Yu Xing was startled by his hallucinations and broke out in a cold sweat. He stood up in a panic and fled the small ancestral hall almost in a panic. He never came back again.

After going out, he did not leave for the time being, but wandered around the city.

Speaking of which, it was also at this time that he and Hua Subai first met - although now it seems that this was his first one-sided relationship.

Therefore, when he recalled the incident of the ancestral hall, he inevitably thought of Hua Subai.

Yu Xing still remembers that at that time, he had a very autistic and gloomy character, with thorns all over his body. He often fell into self-doubt, self-abasement, and had an instinctive resistance to human beings.

Because all kinds of violent thoughts in his mind could not be suppressed at all, and the monster's madness was constantly pulling against human rationality. He was not only cruel to others, but also cruel to himself.

Hua Subai was the only "passerby" who dared to approach him at that time. He didn't take this person seriously at first, but who knew that the other person always appeared in front of him, and every time he could only get a cold face from him.

But Hua Subai seemed to be very idle. No matter how many times he was verbally attacked, the next time he came to see him, he would still smile gently, as if he had infinite tolerance.

Even if he lives alone and doesn't care about the people and things around him, being encountered by the same person every day still makes Yu Xing have an impression of Hua Subai. He is very vigilant and guesses that Hua Subai did it on purpose, let alone A good face.

In particular, he really hated this kind of guy who always had a smile on his face but didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. Such appearance not only reminded him of the actor, but every time he thought of it, that hatred would fill his head. One more point.

It was like this for a day or two, and it was like this for a week or two. By the third month, Yu Xing still didn't feel any malice from Hua Subai, who continued to meet him by chance, and the other person seemed to be really leisurely, and his behavior and conversation were obviously very... She is extremely well-educated, but when it comes to pestering him, she is really more shameless than the little thugs on the street.

He remembered that Hua Subai said with a smile: "It's rare to meet a unique person like you. It would be a pity to just let him go without making friends or getting to know him better."

"You want to get to know me?" After all this long entanglement, it worked, and Yu Xing couldn't help it anymore and answered his words for the first time.

Hua Subai nodded politely: "Yes, in the vast sea of ​​people, I noticed you at a glance. I felt that you fit my eyes very well, and that strange temperament about you... made me very curious."

Then he was scolded by Yu Xing.

Yu Xing scolded him very filthyly, mainly scolding him for being too full and having a brain problem. He just insisted on disturbing his peace every day. If he really had nothing to do, he would kill himself for fun.

Hua Subai was not angry at all. He looked at Yu Xing like a big brother looking down on a mature child, and said gently: "But I don't think you like this kind of tranquility. Your eyes don't say so."

It was this sentence that made Yu Xing, who was still in an extremely unstable state, acquiesce to Hua Subai chattering beside him.

Who knows, a desperate little monster who feels he is no longer a human being and is used to walking alone, but occasionally looks at people on the road in shock, will actually abandon all doubts because of one person's words and willingly accept the other person's kindness. .

It was like someone who had been wronged and had not cried despite being criticized and cursed by others. Suddenly he was comforted and his tears couldn't stop.

The darkness in the world can be resisted by a cold and hard heart, but only that little ordinary glimmer of light can penetrate the defense line.

In the days that followed, Yu Xing controlled his temper and the sense of violence that made him dizzy. No matter how coldly he spoke, he never really hurt Hua Subai.

During their interactions, he learned that Hua Subai was the owner of a flower shop in the city. However, due to the boss's arbitrary management, the flower shop's opening hours were also very arbitrary.

No wonder I had so much time to find him.

However, after a while, Yu Xing still couldn't wait until Hua Subai quarreled with him. He himself felt that sometimes his temper was so bad that people couldn't bear it, but Hua Subai tolerated it all.

Yu Xing said: "What kind of game are you playing to influence the dark people? Do you think that with your gentleness and patience, you can make me feel warm and become a cheerful person?"

He was really carrying a gun with every sentence: "Or do you just like the feeling of being treated as an exception? You dare to approach people who others dare not approach, but you can touch people who others are afraid of. This A special one that satisfies your vanity."

"Or maybe you have masochism and you feel good when I scold you?"

If it were anyone else who was insulted so bluntly by him, even if they liked his face very much, they would be so angry that they would walk away.

But Hua Subai didn't. Hua Subai was still smiling, holding in his arms a bag of scallion pancakes that he had just bought for Yu Xing... but was rejected.

Yu Xing: "If this weren't the case, I really can't think of any reason why you would insist on being friends with me."

He was just scared, and the more scared he was, the harsher he spoke.

A monster like him can't even be considered a human being, so how dare he ask for "friends".

He was afraid that when he really got used to Hua Subai and regarded Hua Subai as a life-saving driftwood and refused to let go, the other party would suddenly abandon him.

He was also afraid that Hua Subai treated him sincerely, but he hurt this person again, causing his life to be lost. In the end, he was so heartless that he couldn't even remember Hua Subai's name.

Instead of doing this, it would be better not to have hope in the first place.

It was precisely because of Yu Xing's uneasiness that he was reluctant to spend the only warmth that Su Bai had brought him, and at the same time thought of scolding the person and knocking him down early to avoid trouble in the future.

Hua Subai smiled: "How do you know it's not the case?"

Yu Xing didn't know why and looked at him with a sullen face.

"You mentioned so many possibilities and denied them all without giving me a chance to respond. How do you know that I'm not who you say I am?"

"What if I'm the kind of holy lady who wants to inspire you? Or a vain person who wants to get satisfaction from you? Or worse... what if I'm just a masochist? Ah, you look so good when you curse, I'm so good Cool."

They were all words that came out of his own mouth. When Hua Subai repeated them, Yu Xing was the one who felt offended for Hua Subai: "Stop talking, shut up, don't let these words dirty you."

Hua Subai smiled deeply and gave Yu Xing a few seconds to respond to what he had just said.

"You have the answer in your heart. You know that I am not such a person, but you still want to provoke me."

"What makes you so insecure? If you want to tell me now that you are a monster and have flaws, you will hurt the people around you. Being friends with you will not bring good results. You do not deserve to have such a friendship. …”

These are all words Yu Xing said in scattered words.

Hua Subai took out the scallion pancake and put it to Yu Xing's mouth: "Then I will say the same thing to you - stop saying it, don't let these words dirty you."

Yu Xing could have easily avoided the scallion pancake, which he didn't like to eat. It was so greasy that it took a long time to bite his lips.

But this time he didn't avoid it. After taking a bite, the bad words were chewed up and swallowed into his stomach.

The more insecure a person is, the easier it is for them to feel dependent on others at a certain moment, and then they will be willing to dedicate everything to the other person regardless of everything.

This is generally true for loyal servants in ancient times.

Yu Xing really thought that he was a person with no future and didn't know what he was going to do, so he might as well stay with Hua Subai and protect Hua Subai with the power of a monster.

He is not stupid, so he can naturally see that Hua Subai cannot be just a flower shop owner. In this turbulent and chaotic world, there are many people hiding their identities, and they probably all have their own purposes.

Maybe Hua Subai was so nice to him just to get his help, but it didn't matter. If all this was a clear plan to win over people, then Yu Xing admitted that Hua Subai won, he was won over, and he was willing to be the A sword or a shield can help Hua Subai complete all the things he has to do, and watch the other person live his life with infinite glory.

Then he resumed his wandering life and thought about the vague and deep-seated hatred.

...If Hua Subai hadn't suddenly used that flower to control him and make him understand that Hua Subai was not an ordinary human being.

He really will give it all.

But... just after gaining all his trust, Hua Subai smashed this trust into pieces in a naughty and cruel way.

Yu Xing could accept that Hua Subai approached him for some purpose, but Hua Subai insisted on choosing the answer that was the most hurtful and the most chilling to him.

The illusion of gentleness was torn away by the flower shop owner himself, and replaced by a fun-loving person who didn't take his sincerity seriously.

After being controlled because of catching a flower, Hua Subai's smiling face made Yu Xing's eyes darken again.

"Hey, little guy, don't look at me like this, I'm doing this for your own good."

"If you continue like this, you will really be sold to me and you will have to count the money. I just think you are very interesting, and I really want to make friends with you, but when I see the way you look at me, I feel that you A little pitiful."

"Just be nice to you, and you will become a loyal dog. It's not good to be subdued so easily. You still have too little experience. Look at me, do you feel the sinister nature of people's hearts now?"

As long as it's sincere, it doesn't matter even if it has a purpose.

Yu Xing listened coldly to Hua Subai talking in his ear, his body unable to move due to the control of Black Rose, only his eyes were still free.

However, it turns out he was just playing tricks on him.

Reasons worse than virginity, vanity, and masochism.

Turns out he was just playing tricks on him.

Those words were just deceiving him, she saw the joy in him, and the scam ended.

"Hey, what a fierce look. To be honest, I am already very kind, so I will directly break your beautiful illusions about me, instead of abandoning you after deceiving you terribly. Believe me, it must be later It's even more sad." Hua Subai said, "I really, really want to be friends with you."

…

The light of the candle danced in Yu Xing's eyes, and he chuckled.

I haven't recalled this past event for a long time, but now that I think about it, I haven't forgotten it at all.

Hua Subai really had a chance to tame him - when he was not deeply involved in the world and didn't realize too many old monsters' naughty tricks, it happened to be the time when he was most insecure and confused.

They will be more than just friends. He will bow his head and become a fan of Hua Subai with a lower profile, because no one can know better than him. In the darkness where he can't see his fingers, a force squeezes in. How much energy does light have?

But Hua Subai seemed to have taken the initiative to give up this opportunity after noticing his mentality, and instead showed his bad side to him unreservedly.

It was this choice that caused a huge shift in the relationship between them. Yu Xing turned back into the cold hedgehog. The spikes were even harder than before, especially Hua Subai.

But this time it wasn't the negative effects of the curse, but an emotion of proximity and irritation.

Because of the sincerity that was regarded as a joke, Yu Xing never made a mistake again and easily trusted others.

But Hua Subai was still jumping around him.

That kind of ability that makes him unpredictable is too dangerous. Yu Xing doesn't like to be played as prey, so he just hides away if he can't afford it. But this dog-skin plaster is so shameless. Every time he goes to a new place, he passes by. It won't take long for Hua Subai to find him.

Hua Subai once successfully used two flowers on him, one of which controlled him to go to the museum, face to face with his family's relics, and asked him to get rid of his inner demons.

Another one, controlled by him, bought himself a cake on April 4th and was forced to sing a birthday song. Because it was sung by the controlled person, the tone was weird. Hua Subai was angry at him for that. His face was paralyzed and he smiled for a long time.

At the end, he shamelessly mentioned his birthday and said: "I don't remember when my birthday is, but I had a great time on your birthday. Then I will celebrate my birthday on April 4th from now on. Remember next year." Buy two cakes!”

Not knowing which second was a disguise and which second was sincerity, Yu Xing, who didn't know how to tell the difference at the time, simply regarded every word and expression of Hua Subai as a disguise, which was the safest way.

Hua Subai never harmed him, and he was truly the one who pulled him out of the deepest quagmire. Even if he controlled him, he made the most correct decision for him when he was immature, or left a little bit behind. It is a precious birthday memory.

For this, he was very grateful.

But Yu Xing has his own pride. He hates deception and betrayal. He has already learned from an actor's mistakes. The fact that Hua Subai disguised himself as light and deceived him also touched his back.

It was a long tug after that.

His curse kept repeating in his body, which also kept his mental state in an extreme state of fragmentation.

Hua Subai can pull him back from the edge of hell and tell him that the world is not that bad.

But the other party was digging holes for him all the time, trying to deliver the black rose, which was both shame and help to him, into his hands again.

Yu Xing recognized him as his friend, and Hua Subai helped him a lot.

But also an enemy.

It was an enemy who had a plot against him and was waiting to see him enjoy himself, so that he would never trust him again.

Perhaps, the initial purpose does not represent the purpose of getting along later.

At first, Hua Subai probably thought he was interesting and fun, so he found amusement in him. Later, as time went by, he really wanted to be friends with him - not a forced help, not a tease based on his mood." little guy”, but friends who live together as equals.

Yu Xing is making progress every year.

His mind has completely matured over a hundred years of training, and no one can see through him anymore.

On the contrary, he found that he seemed to be able to see through Hua Subai a little bit.

Including Hua Subai seemed to regret his initial choice, expressing his apology to him in a vague way, hoping to obtain his forgiveness, and then let him be good friends without any grudges.

This kind of thing.

Don't even think about it.

Yu Xing never looks back to find anything. He gives everyone only one chance. The choice is his own and he must be responsible for it.

Because he is cold.

He is essentially an unreasonable monster. How can he be so humane and sophisticated? It is already remarkable that he can regain human emotions. It would be too much to hope that he can learn "forgiveness" and "tolerance".

No matter what Hua Subai thinks, in his heart, Hua Subai is both a friend and an enemy. After learning who President Single Prism is, the position of friend will probably be completely cancelled.

Those things that helped him in the past suddenly looked like the after-sales service after the goods were sold.

What he thought was kindness turned out to be shame.

After laughing again, Yu Xing finally took back his racing thoughts.

Probably because this was the first time he and Hua Subai entered the same deduction together, and the experience was relatively novel, that's why he thought about something so far away.

After lighting the candles, the Fang Mansion's ancestral hall was bright. Yu Xing turned around and looked at the rows of memorial tablets that he had deliberately ignored just now.

This is a very formal ancestral hall.

There were two or three tufts placed on the ground under the coffin. Yu Xing thought that the youngest son of the Fang family had probably knelt on these tufts.

He walked over gently and glanced at the sign on the memorial tablet.

Written on each sign are the names of people who died in the Fang family. A lot of dust has accumulated on the signs, and even the handwriting engraved on them has become blurred and difficult to read.

And at the top, there was only one sign.

Doesn't seem lonely.

Just putting it there gives a reassuring feeling.

The moment he saw the tablet, a strange feeling surged from Yu Xing's heart.

He seemed to see... an awe-inspiring murderous intention, and overwhelming heroic spirit.

That energy seems to be enough to withstand thousands of troops, resist all evil spirits, and guard one side.