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"Pfft! You are almost [-] years old, you should have matured long ago, right?"

Yang Zimei couldn't help laughing.

"If I hadn't met you, even if I lived ten thousand years later, I would still be the same. I can't talk about what maturity is."

Snow Lake replied.

"What do you mean? Am I your ripening agent?"

Yang Zimei was a little hard to understand.

"Before I met you, I lived a hundred years like a day, living a repeated life, in the mountains and villages, without desires, just watching the days go by, and I am still immortal, just like a stone Normally, there are no joys and sorrows, no big ups and downs, no worries. However, after meeting you, I began to worry about it, and my mood was completely different. After another calamity, I began to have sorrows and joys, so I matured."

Xuehu's tone was very light, but it was like a stone hitting Yang Zimei's heart.

She looked at his slightly upturned face, and found that there was a certain kind of emotion in his usually clear pupils.

This kind of emotion, like a thin thread, was constantly entangled in her heart and strangled into her heart.

Ever since she saw Xuehu again this time, she clearly felt that Xuehu seemed to be in a heavy mood, always depressed and reticent.

She thought it was because he suffered a catastrophe and was disfigured.

Unexpectedly, it was because of myself.

"Then Xuehu, do you regret meeting me?"

She asked cautiously, "Is it because you met me that you started to worry about it, and you lived a very tired life?"

"Silly girl--"

Xuehu looked back at her, stretched out his hand to touch the top of her head, and said angrily, "What are you thinking? I don't regret meeting you at all. Instead, I feel very lucky. I care about you. It's not because I'm tired, but It’s starting to clearly feel that I finally have a living posture. As I said just now, I used to live like a stone, but now I live like a person.”

Yang Zimei understood what he meant, and blinked at him, "You mean, you prefer to live like a human being now?"

"Well, although a stone will not die, it can be immortal, and it can last for hundreds of thousands of years, but what is the use? It has no meaning of life at all, and there is no difference between living long and short. But, living like As for people, there are concerns, joys and sorrows, and fear and anxiety. This is a good thing to enrich the heart and enhance one's sense of existence."

Xuehu nodded.

"A bit esoteric."

Yang Zimei stuck out his tongue and said with a smirk, "But I still understand, you don't regret meeting me, ha ha!"

"Stupid girl!"

Xuehu rolled her eyes, then touched the white cloth on her head, "You said that you are going to make me a hat, have you started yet?"

Yang Zimei's face turned red in an instant, and she bared her teeth, "This...hasn't started yet..."

"Hmmmm!"

Xuehu pretended to be angry on purpose, "I knew it, you would forget about it, you only remembered your Long Zhutian, and didn't take me Xuehu to heart, I'm angry!"

"Are you really angry?"

Yang Zimei looked at him nervously, "You're not such a stingy person, are you?"

"I'm not a stingy person, I'm a stingy fox!"

Xuehu gave her a blank look and said, "You don't even know how much I've been looking forward to wearing the hat you made by yourself these two days instead of binding this ugly white cloth. You really let me down, I'll go Go find Ripple."

"Go, go! Lianyi is playing with Xiaoqian, so she won't pay attention to you, a big fox who bullies her."

Yang Zimei pouted.

"Then I'll sleep!"

After Xuehu finished speaking, he jumped off the tree and disappeared in a flash.

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