If I knew he didn't drink the filtered fairy water, I would have kidnapped him long ago. How could I wait until now?

In the long night that followed, we were all angry. We were angry with ourselves and the other party. We thought that if only one of the parties had confessed this matter earlier, they would not have to worry about their current status and historical background, and they would not have escaped long ago.

Where can I be free and happy?

Finally, his warm palm touched my forehead again and said in a secret voice: "I have always thought you were young, but I have never seen you so young..."

I stared at his happy smile with wide eyes, and couldn't help but roll my eyes. I'm young, is he very old now?

What qualifications does a thirteen-year-old boy have to argue with me about his age?

I really couldn't understand him, and it took me a while to realize what I had said before. I was so devastated that I almost bit my tongue off.

After a while, the soft couch sank a little.

He turned over, held my right hand with his left hand, and slowly covered my eyelashes with his right hand. A faint light and shadow could be seen through the gaps between his fingers. I heard his usual calm and crisp voice coming into my ears.

Whispering: "Go to sleep."

But I couldn't sleep, my mind was in such a mess, and I had so many questions I wanted to ask him.

For example, why didn't he drink the filtered immortal water? Did he know early on that the person who went down to earth and experienced calamity with him was me?

But no matter how much I asked about these words at the time, he refused to reveal a single word. I didn’t know what he was trying to hide from me. There were many things that I didn’t find the answer to until many years later...

When I woke up early the next morning, it was already clear and clear outside the house.

I opened my eyes in a daze and saw his face outlined by light and shadow, as if coated with a shallow golden light, depicting his facial features like undulating mountains...

Maybe I was too distracted, as those clear and dark eyes seemed to be open even if I didn't know. When I saw clearly that there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, I hurriedly turned my head away, only to find that he

He held my hand and didn't let go all night long.

It didn't hurt, but there was some dampness and heat, and I didn't know whose sweat it was, which made me feel something else in my heart.

For half an hour, I was holding my head against the gauze curtain, my face turned red when he looked at me, and he didn't even look away. It wasn't until a maid came to help us get up and wash up that he took my hand and stood up.

In fact, our life in Hutoushan was not too good. No matter who the target was, he had always been shameless in this kind of robbery, so he was not close to such a nominal dead man.

Of course, ordinary people don't understand the situation between me and him. I also know that he is arrogant and arrogant. If there is any difference in spirit, it is true that he is nobler than them in his bones.

It's just that life in Hutoushan is different. Part of the money gained from robbery will be used to live, and part of it will be used to prepare for future uprisings. It doesn't matter if it's me. Anyway, I can eat coarse rice grains in a different way.

Eat to taste.

If there is any difference, it is that Xuan Ming, who was reincarnated as Su Mo, rarely wears black clothes. Although what he wears is not silk and satin, it is just such a simple coarse linen clothes, gray, white and green.

Color can also show a different temperament on him.

But no matter how carefully we deal with it, there will still be flaws later.
Chapter completed!