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Chapter 1398 The Fantastic Rotten Beauty (2)

The scenery in spring passes away like a dream, and Baili wakes up in the darkness.

He glanced around, and found that the air here was stagnant, and there was no life at all, although the basic daily necessities were all available.

Probably a certain secret stronghold of Huang Suiyun.

Thinking that he would fall into a deep sleep under the watchful eyes of a man, and dream of such a distant past, Baili's mouth unknowingly pulled a smile.

"Why did you suddenly laugh?"

In the darkness, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

Baili raised his head and looked at Huang Suiyun standing at the corner.

The faint green light brushed across his face, and the handsome profile showed a silent chill.

The pain remaining in the depths of the limbs also rippled again.

"I had a dream." He said mockingly, "I dreamed about some past that I thought I had forgotten long ago."

Hearing this, Huang Suiyun's face showed a daze of ecstasy, as if he was deeply hurt by his words.

"May I ask what kind of dream it was?"

"You won't be interested," Baili said lazily, "because it's all something you want to forget."

"Okay, then I won't ask."

After finishing speaking, there was a ringing sound in the darkness, Huang Suiyun had already gone away, but left a touch of green will-o'-the-wisp in place, letting it burn.

Baili moved his body, and after confirming that his limbs could do some simple movements, he walked to the bronze mirror and took off his clothes.

Sure enough, half of the scars all over the body have closed up, and the fair skin is covered with faint red marks, as gorgeous as flower petals, but revealing a decisive desolation.

Rotten gaudy.

A word that he hadn't deliberately remembered crossed his heart, and Baili's heartstrings tightened again.

"...It turns out that I am a rotten beauty in your eyes." He said mockingly, "The so-called clear and flawless colored glaze is just casual talk to make me happy, right?"

In the darkness, a long sigh sounded.

"The stone prison is cold and cold, and it is easy to catch cold."

Hearing this, Baili grabbed his clothes reflexively and said angrily, "Didn't you leave?"

"My enchantment is always there, as long as you make any rash move, I can feel it immediately. Don't try to seek death, your physique is inherently special, and seeking death will only increase troubles in vain."

"Sure enough, you approached me because of my special physique!" Baili said sarcastically, "You have always known what I think about you, and you have always known how inferior and contradictory I feel when I face you. But you...never...pretending not to understand, pretending...we are just close friends...you..."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Baili was silent.

Yeah, what exactly does he want!
Liking is liking, but with a deformed body like his, what can be done to turn liking into the most real and direct relationship!
Because of his mother's "leading by example", he had enough understanding of things between men and women when he was only twelve or thirteen years old.He can tell at a glance whether such a thing has happened between a man and a woman.However, no matter how much you understand, the body's understanding of men is still limited to theory.

His mother said that his incomplete body was unable to have a child, whether it was born by himself or conceived by others.

He has always regarded himself as a third existence other than men and women, sometimes with a feminine accent, sometimes dressed up as a man, behind the exaggerated and arrogant splendor, there is a pale and timid soul hidden.

He also thought about being with Huang Suiyun.

Whenever he gets along alone, he will spare no effort to hint, or lean on the man's shoulder to sleep, or make a shy confession.

He hoped that Huang Suiyun could understand his heart, give him an unmistakable hug, and confirm his gender from now on.

But at every critical moment of teasing, he would always shrink back timidly.

He is afraid, afraid of gains and losses.

The status quo is indeed scorching, but after all, I can still be friends with him, and we can get in and out of each other!

If Huang Suiyun had no affection for him other than being a friend at all, he would have exposed the ugliness in his heart somehow...

He dared not take any chances.

He was afraid of losing this friend forever, and he didn't even have the chance to be alone!

Although whenever Huang Suiyun is in the same place and there is no one around, the little devil in his heart will always shout and stir desperately.

……

"You're dreaming again."

A sudden voice sounded, Baili raised his head and looked at the man above.

It was a dream within a dream!
After a little loss of consciousness, he exhaled: "Because your skills are too poor."

Hearing this, the man's fingers slid across his back, and the living tattoo felt the master's caress, and immediately jumped for joy, making Baili's forehead full of sweat again.

"...how do you feel now?"

"It hurts, but I don't feel anything else."

As soon as nothingness heard the words, a faint thought flashed across his bland face.

"What did you dream about? Huang Suiyun, or Su Yun, or your brother who never took himself seriously? Are you still thinking that they can come to save you?"

"...I... am not that naive, nor would I be so stupid as to wish my friends would come here to die."

"Does this friend also include Huang Suiyun?"

"The Huang Suiyun I knew died outside Qiuye City. He was killed by the special envoy who worked for you, and the body was fed to the wolves."

"Deceive yourself!"

"so what?"

Looking at his expressionless face, Xu Wuyi suddenly reached out and grabbed his hair, pulling him in front of him.

Baili accepted the attack calmly, staring straight ahead, without any surprise or even any emotional fluctuations.

"Already numb?"

Hearing this, Baili smiled slightly, with a paleness in his smile.

"Do I have to have feelings for you?"

This unexpected counterattack made Wu Wuyi's mood even more unhappy, and he really wanted to have a fit, and directly crush this ignorant butterfly to death.

But he didn't implement it in the end, after all, he is the matrix.

"If you weren't the mother of the demon lord, you would have died at least [-] times." He whispered, with the scent of a beast in his breath.

"A person can only die once, ten thousand times, this kind of exaggerated description, it is better to use it sparingly."

Smiling, his absent-minded eyes looked away.

Hearing this, the hand holding Baili's hair tightened again, causing his scalp to be pulled painfully.

Baili was still expressionless, looking at him quietly.

Wu Wuyi then stretched out his hand to pinch his shoulder blades, and with a little force, the bones made a crackling sound about to be brittle.

"...Why do you always have such expressions, are they really important to you?"

Baili didn't speak, but there was a bit of sadness in his smile.

This unpredictability, like a shadow in water, makes nothingness feel very interested again and again.

He let go of the restraint, looked down at the messy figure lying on the gauze, and said coldly: "Do your best, show me the struggle!"

Hearing this, Baili just turned his head and stared blankly at the light and shadow on the wall.

"Whatever, anyway, I have no chance to resist."

(End of this chapter)