Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 195 The reason for preference

Are you a beloved being?

Ai Luoluo couldn't answer the question in his heart.

One side is silent, the other side is orderly.

Ai Luoluo witnessed Bai Di rummaging through and finding a stack of mulberry paper exuding a faint fragrance, on which were recorded bits and pieces of information that may or may not exist about her poor sister.

"In your opinion, what is her name?"

The name means existence, the namelessness means no intention, and the form has no destination. This is what Ai Luoluo thinks.

From the moment she got her name, she was Ai Luoluo, the unique Ai Luoluo.

"There is no name." Bai Di shook his head, with a hint of embarrassment on his indifferent face, "The time was too hasty, they walked very fast."

Ai Luoluo knew that there was an element of excusing his friend in his words. For the gods, it might not be too late, but just unwilling, right?

Realizing what she was thinking, Bai Di sighed softly: "Gods will also grieve. There is no difference between us when it comes to parting."

"How come there is no difference? I came into this world because of your selfishness, and now I want to let the pain continue because of your irresponsibility?"

This isn't fair!

The god could easily read his own thoughts. The huge gap made the black-haired girl who had always been calm finally unable to suppress the surging emotions in her heart and screamed loudly.

The difference has always been there.

The pale white light that filled the entire space suddenly dimmed a bit, and the spots of light falling from the dense branches dissipated silently into the shadows.

"Yes, the difference has always existed." The young god's voice is still soft, and his face is still soft, giving people the same soft and harmless feeling.

Because of this, Ai Luoluo could not be afraid of him before.

"You know, I can't help it. You rely on my softness to lose your temper, right?" Bai Di's expression did not change. He pulled out a yellowed page from the mulberry paper and handed it to the student.

In front of the sulky girl.

"Forgiveness is a very difficult thing. I don't ask you to do it, but there are some things you can make decisions about. That being said, do you want to take a look at what she will look like in our future?"

Ai Luoluo took the paper in Bai Di's hand. It was so light and thin that she didn't dare to look at it.

That is a portrait.

The slightly clumsy brushstrokes and rough lines roughly outline the figure of a little girl, a little thin and a little short.

She has very long hair, which is carefully divided into two strands and twisted into two round buns.

The girl's eyes were closed, and Ai Luoluo couldn't see her features clearly, but the overly familiar look allowed her to quickly confirm that those features were the same as her own.

"It's really strange. She and I are obviously completely different in appearance, so why are we so similar?" She couldn't figure out the reason, so she carefully pinched the edge of the portrait with her fingertips without using any force.

Or is it that the gods she has never seen before just prefer such faces?

Looking away from the portrait, Ai Luoluo looked at Bai Di's eyebrows and looked directly into those soft eyes: "Is this the reason why I am preferred?"

She wanted to cry, but when she finished speaking, she felt that she had made a mistake.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm not that kind of unreasonable person." Bai Di smiled half-heartedly, "You've been here for so long, don't you understand?"

"Preference never needs a reason."

(End of chapter)