In recent days, he has appeared less and less.

Sometimes, A Miao could not help but wonder whether Xie Xuan, whom she had seen, really existed. No one could see the man who was always wearing black clothes except her.

Maybe he was indeed her hallucination.

On rainy days, Ah Miao took an umbrella and went for a walk by the river. The raindrops fell on the water with crackling sounds. There was no one on the shore, and the empty path was so narrow that it was endless.

She remembered that she had never asked Xie Xuan where he lived, and why did she come to see her from time to time? It seemed that as long as she opened her mouth and asked, he would disappear.

However, even though she didn't ask, he still stopped showing up.

From the day she was seventeen, he had become different from before, and the eyes he looked at were always inexplicably alienated.

The rain on the head slowly became heavier.

A Miao turned his head and looked back, raised his eyebrows: "Why did you come but don't make a sound?"

Xie Xuan, dressed in black, stood there and sighed: "How did you know I'm here?"

A Miao smiled: "This place is deserted and suddenly there are more people. How could I not know?" The smile on her face was very light, a polite and polite smile.

She already understood.

The closer she got to him, the more alienated he became.

Is this bastard afraid that she will throw him down?

A Miao complained in her heart and gave him half of the umbrella. He didn't dodge, but only reached out to take the handle of the umbrella and said, "After today, you will be twenty-two years old, right?"

In the past five years, he has appeared almost only on the day of her birthday, and has not stayed for a long time. He always left with her after eating, as if he was just here to eat for free.

But A Miao cooked the same dish every year, and he didn't say whether it was good or bad.

Heavy rain fell on the ground and splashed water.

A Miao dusted her skirt: "Yes, she is twenty-two years old." She turned her face slightly and said with a smile about the matchmaker's visit a few days ago.

Xie Xuan did not smile on his face.

He looked ahead, stared at the rain curtain outside the umbrella, and whispered: "It's been five years..."

Upon hearing this, A Miao paused, smiled, and asked softly: "What happened that day five years ago?" After that, she thought desperately, thinking about it over and over again, but still couldn't fill the blank.

She remembered everything about the past and after, and she could not remember that one thing.

This is obviously not a normal thing.

A Miao looked at him and finally said, "It's time to tell you."

Otherwise, in two years, she will notice how dull she is. The appearance of a person will change with time. The skin, bones, sounds, eyes... will change.

People who will not grow old will be distinguished soon.

A Miao, who is twenty-two years old, can still be regarded as young as a young man, but what about A Miao, who is twenty-five, thirty, and forty years old?

By that time, no one will think she is young anymore.

No matter how well maintained it is, people in their forties cannot be exactly the same as they were in their teenage years old.

Xie Xuan's voice was soft, as if trembling: "You are still only seventeen years old now."

"What?" A Miao was stunned for a moment and smiled, "What nonsense are you talking about? Five years have passed, how could I still be seventeen years old?"

Xie Xuan looked at her steadily under the umbrella: "Of course, to you, you are not a seventeen-year-old. But your body has stopped changing from that day on."

A Miao's expression slowly became panicked: "I didn't understand what you mean."

Xie Xuan shook his head: "No, you already understand it."

Amy took a step back and retreated outside the umbrella.

The heavy rain immediately wet her clothes.

"How is this possible?"

Xie Xuan moved the umbrella over: "Isn't immortality the thing that ordinary people want to pursue the most?"

This statement can be proven in history, and it is true. Emperors of all generations have wanted to live forever. Because there are so many facts that people want to do in the world, but their lifespan has always been as fragile as a mayfly. In the eyes of monsters and gods, that short life is nothing but death.

The umbrella in his hand blocked the heavy rain, but Ah Miao was already wet.

She trembled, reached out to hug herself, and suddenly said, "Xie Xuan, will you marry me?"

Xie Xuan was completely unprepared and his face changed drastically when asked: "You..."

He couldn't speak, and A Miao asked again: "Can you?"

Xie Xuan held the fingers of the umbrella handle and slowly tightened them: "No." How could Du Lingsi's Wuchang get married? He looked at her wet face, with tiny water droplets hanging on her eyelashes.

"Amiao." His voice was slightly deeper, "Go back, your clothes are wet."

A Miao stood in front of him, motionless, and suddenly sneered: "You won't marry me... OK, Xie Xuan, you are indeed a bastard."

"Eternal life, haha, why do you call immortality? Is it a happy person to live alone and not old?" Originally, she looked at him and felt satisfied.

Because she knew that she would die sooner or later.

Her short life does not necessarily have to be as good as her wishes.

She can not get married, have children, and do what the world should do.

But if she didn't grow old and didn't die, what would her life become?

Since he doesn't want to be with her, why should she become someone who won't grow old?

A Miao stood under the umbrella coldly, and the water droplets hanging on her eyelashes fell down: "You have never been moved by me, have you?"

Xie Xuan lowered his eyes slightly: "There are thousands of men in the world. I can help you whoever you like..."

Before he finished speaking, A Miao had already smiled sadly and interrupted him: "Xie Xuan, wasn't you said that I am already an immortal person?"

While talking, a pedestrian passed by from afar. When she saw her standing alone by the river and talking to the air, she couldn't help but frown.

"Where did the madman come from..." The pedestrian in a straw raincoat shivered, and did not dare to look at it anymore, so he hurried away.

But A Miao no longer cared.

She stared at Xie Xuan, trying to see something from his eyes, but he really didn't seem to understand.

"There is no false men in the world, but have you ever thought about it? If I get married and have children, what is waiting for me?"

"If you have bad luck and meet a timid person, five or ten years, they will abandon me because of fear."

"If I am lucky... I will watch the man grow old little by little, lose his vitality little by little, and then look at my child, slowly becoming older and more haggard than me, until the child takes his last breath."

"If I have grandchildren and many descendants..."

"Then my future is to watch them die before me one by one."

"Xie Xuan, is this the immortality you want to give me?"
Chapter completed!