Tang Sancheng's question made Bai Yi's face turn white. Regarding this matter, he did not express it for the time being and changed the topic: "Actually, I didn't think about the possibility at that time. This kind of vision of ours might be possible."
Can Gu also do it?"
At that time, Bai Yi really didn't think of this possibility. Firstly, the concept of poisonous poison was deeply rooted. If the poison could make people live forever, everyone would work hard to get the poison. Everyone would be happy with it. Secondly, he thought
Keeping this secret, he is an old monster, an alien in the eyes of ordinary people, but he still goes around shouting how special he is? Even in front of Fu Yu, who fell in love at first sight, Bai Yi carefully hid it, for fear that if he was not careful, Fu Yu
Yu will "look at him differently".
Bai Yi didn't say anything, but Fu Yu often looked at Bai Yi with strange and confused eyes, which made him a little puzzled. That day, the two of them were fishing by the river, and Fu Yu squatted by the river.
From time to time, he looked back at Bai Yi with that look. Bai Yi finally couldn't hold himself back: "Fu Yu, what's wrong?"
"There's something about you."
Fu Yu's words made Bai Yi's heart beat with fear, and his heart almost burst out of his chest: "What do you mean?"
"There are some things, but I can't tell what they are and I can't figure them out." Fu Yu shook his head in confusion: "They are not within the scope of my knowledge. If my aunt is still alive, she may know."
Fu Yu's aunt was the person who taught Fu Yu witchcraft. The most powerful witchcraft practitioner before Fu Yu had passed away long ago. Hearing the news, Bai Yi was extremely disappointed. Fu Yu could only see that there was something about him, but he couldn't put it in words.
Both shocked and disappointed, Fu Yu squatted blankly by the river and stared at Bai Yi's thin figure and handsome profile. He couldn't help but come closer and gently held Bai Yi's head in his arms.
Medium: "What's wrong with you?"
There were countless things to say, but Bai Yi felt sour in his heart and couldn't force out a word: "Fu Yu, have you ever thought about when to get married?" Fu Yu is only sixteen years old this year and has not reached the marriageable age.
"I have thought about it. I have thought about cuddling with my beloved and spending a lifetime hand in hand. If possible, I hope to die with him on the same year, the same month and the same day, and leave this world together. If there really is an afterlife, we will go to the Lord of Hell and live together.
Reincarnate and start a new life again." Fu Yu is from the Miao ethnic group and believes in these allusions about reincarnation and the next life.
It was like a sharp blade turned into a cold current that stabbed Bai Yi's heart. Although the two of them did not talk about their love directly, after all, people in that era were very reserved, and Fu Yu was even more shy, but the two had a tacit understanding for a long time.
The sparks of love had already burst out in the eyes of people looking at each other. Fu Yu's longing for love and marriage completely woke Bai Yi up. The cruel reality had to make him think about a question. Can he endure Fu Yu alone?
When a person dies of old age, will he still have the rest of his life? No, this love is too pure, it has nothing to do with any material or acquired conditions, it is just love. If Fu Yu knew the truth about his body, would he accept it calmly, or treat himself like ordinary people?
As a "monster"?
Bai Yi sighed lowly, and the two hugged each other boldly beside the silent stream, listening to each other's heartbeat, but they had their own concerns.
Tang Sancheng became excited when he heard this: "You just left her? If I had a girl I liked, I would never let go."
This is the difference between the two. Bai Yi has a delicate mind and always considers the consequences and costs in everything, which usually complicates a simple matter. However, Tang Sancheng is simple in nature. One is one and two is two.
If it were Tang Sancheng, he probably wouldn't let go of the other party's hand even if he died.
Tang Sancheng's words stimulated Bai Yi. He said that he was so cold-blooded, and he became furious: "Am I someone who leaves so easily? If her father hadn't come to me, I wouldn't be so cruel, and neither would Fu Yu."
You fell out with me and actually cast a spell on me!"