Bo Cixin feels that a person has lost his memory. If he still has concerns in his heart and has unfinished things that he feels are important, he will definitely still be thinking about them. Even if he doesn't remember anything, he should still have something in his heart.
I want to retrieve my previous memories.
However, Di Wuxie didn't have any such thoughts. Maybe his previous life was not what he wanted or liked at all. Maybe there was nothing worth worrying about for him.
No freedom, no happiness, no friends, that kind of life
Since he had made such a choice, what could Bo Cixin say, and what effect would it have? She could only acquiesce, and said: "You make your own decisions about your matters.
That’s fine.”
Di Wuxie listened to her words with an invisible smile on his lips. Although she did not directly support him, she did not directly oppose him either.[
The voice seemed to have given him great encouragement, letting a tiny beam of light shine into his heart for a moment. This was a feeling he had not felt for a long time, and even a feeling he had never had before.
yourself
Her words still echoed softly in his ears. Di Wuxie slowly lowered his head, and his hair fell gently in front of him with his movements. He smiled to himself, yes, he decided for himself.
Just like that, maybe in his previous life, he couldn't make any decisions of his own or make the choices he liked.
How great it is now that he can decide his own life. As long as he feels happy, anything is okay.
"You're fine, Xin'er." Di Wuxie suddenly raised his head and for the first time said something to Bo Cixin that was very inconsistent with his character. He said it very naturally.
Bo Cixin looked at his red robe with dazzling light and half of his face that was as pure and beautiful as an angel.
When he said this, Bo Cixin felt that there were fairy birds flying around him, and it felt like he had a pair of dazzling bright pure white wings coming out of his body, which are only seen by angels.
The smile is the gentleness that only angels can have. Such beauty does not belong to demons at all.
However, he is supposed to be a devil, how can he look like an angel?
Bo Cixin came back to his senses, coughed slightly, and said, "What am I good for? I can't help you with anything."
"I don't know, I just want to tell you." The smile on Di Wuxie's lips gradually disappeared, and he returned to his usual indifferent state, with a hint of smile in his eyes.
"Then Your Excellency Wuxie, what are you going to do now?" Bo Cixin glanced at Di Wuxie from top to bottom. Thinking of someone who didn't know how to make a fire or bake anything, Bo Cixin felt that he
It's very sad that such a person has nothing now and is completely penniless. How on earth is he going to survive in this world?
"You have no money and you don't know how to take care of yourself. Are you going to rely on force to solve all your life problems?" Bo Cixin looked at it for a while and couldn't help but say this to himself.
Then, she took out a lot of gold from her Najie and gave it to Di Wuxie and said, "I still have some money here. I'll give it to you to relieve your pain. It should be enough to live on for a while."