Qingsheng looked at her in confusion, her tone still indifferent and slightly gentle: "What's wrong?"
He seems to always be as gentle as water, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. Being with him makes you feel comfortable all the time.
Seeing the tenderness in the man's eyes, Mu Ziyi couldn't help but frown: "You already knew about the curse of Beihuang, right?"
The man's eyes were slightly startled, as if he did not expect that she would ask such a question. He was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Everyone in Beihuang knows."
"But I don't know." Mu Ziyi clenched her fists slightly, and her voice couldn't help but grow a little lower.
Qing Sheng glanced at her, and a smile slowly bloomed on her lips: "I don't want you to know about this kind of thing."
She should live happily, sorrow and trouble are not suitable for her.
"Why?" Mu Ziyi narrowed her eyes: "Why don't you want me to know?"
She couldn't figure it out and didn't understand.
"You are not from Beihuang, does it matter if you know?"
"But you are." Mu Ziyi frowned suddenly: "You know the curse of Beihuang, why don't you say anything?"
Seeing the emotional changes in the woman's eyes, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, but his tone was still gentle: "What does this have to do with it?"
He is from the Northern Wilderness, so what does it matter if he knows about the curse of the Northern Wilderness?
Seeing the indifferent expression in the man's eyes, Mu Ziyi's voice became lower and lower: "As a native of the Northern Wilderness, you know very well that no man can live beyond twenty-five."
"You..." The man's thin lips opened slightly, but before he could finish his words, Mu Ziyi suddenly interrupted: "In Beihuang, you are my most trusted friend, and you are also the person who treats me sincerely. Why?
There's something wrong with you, but you didn't tell me?"
If Wen Ruoyao hadn't come to the inn to look for her, she might not have known about the curse of Beihuang until she left.
So, what else can we say about meeting each other again in the future?
Qingsheng shook his head and said in a very calm tone: "This is nothing."
It was just a curse, and he was never afraid of it.
Seeing the indifference in the man's eyes, Mu Ziyi couldn't help but have a hint of anger in her eyes: "This is about your life, can you be so indifferent, can you be so indifferent?"
She didn't understand why he wasn't worried at all about whether something would happen to him.
Seeing the anger in the woman's eyes, Qingsheng's eyes were slightly stunned: "Why are you so angry?"
He was confused and confused.
Hearing him ask this, Mu Ziyi suddenly became angry: "What if something happens to you?"
As long as you are a normal person, you will be angry, okay?
Something happened?
Qing Sheng retracted her eyes, stared down at the tea cup on the table for a while, and said in a slightly lower tone: "It's okay, I have already taken life and death lightly. No matter when the curse will come, it doesn't matter to me."
"Don't you want to live that much?" Mu Ziyi couldn't help but growl.
She really didn't expect that in Qingsheng's heart, she would treat life so indifferently.
Why is this?
"It's not that I don't want to live, it's just that there is nothing worth cherishing." The man's voice was as calm as water, without any ripples.
In this way, there is no difference between living and dead.
Mu Ziyi frowned slightly: "Where is your family?"
He said before that he has a family.
"Sooner or later, you will die, so why bother putting so much emotion into it."
Giving is something he doesn't like.
Waiting is not what he wants.
"Qingsheng, you don't like to give, what about you to me?"