She was wearing plain clothes covering her snow-like skin, like a frozen snowflake, cold, white and flawless, and yet such a flawless woman actually wielded a knife as bright red as the sunset.
Tai'a shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of Xiang'er's appearance in his mind, but the more he shook his head, the more blank his mind became, and the more blank it became, the clearer Xiang'er's appearance became.
His heart was beating, his breath was gasping, and his eyes in the darkness were blank and painful.
"Do you know this feeling? Have you ever liked someone..." Luo Tao's words lingered in his mind for a long time.
But what's the use of knowing this feeling?
What's the use of liking someone?
Xiang'er likes Yan Zhuo, the handsome Yan Zhuo dressed in black.
What's the use of what Luo Tao likes?
He is no longer a man. Can a man who is not a man still like a woman?
Even if he still likes women, will she still like him?
For a moment, Tai'a felt that the love between him and Luo Tao was the most useless thing in the world. One of them had no heart and the other had no words.
But shouldn’t useless things exist?
Do useless things have no meaning in existence?
Tai'a's mind couldn't help but think about many things. He thought about Xiang'er and Yan Zhuo, he also thought about himself and Xiang'er, he also thought about himself and Yan Zhuo, he thought about Luo Tao and Yan Xiaoyu, and some
I thought about myself and Luo Tao.
He knew that in terms of martial arts, character, and appearance, he could not compare to Yan Zhuo, but he liked Xiang'er as much as a toad wants to eat swan meat.
As for Luo Tao, he is handsome and dashing, and his martial arts talent is one of a kind. Such a person is naturally enough to match Yan Xiaoyu, but without his words, how can one still love someone without his words?
Human? Are you still qualified to love someone?
Tai'a had doubts in his heart. If a person without those words can love, can he, a heartless person, also love?
With this doubt, he walked out of the darkness again and walked in front of Luo Tao.
The sunlight reflected on his face, dancing between light and dark. His eyes fell on Luo Tao, but they were still lifeless, like two dyed glass beads, unable to reflect any light.
Luo Tao looked at Tai'a in front of him and was startled, wondering what he was planning to do?
"Do you love Yan Xiaoyu?" Tai'a asked.
Luo Tao was startled again, he didn't expect Tai'a to ask such a question.
"Do you love Yan Xiaoyu?" Tai'a asked again.
"Love." Luo Tao said, "I love her!"
"But you no longer have those words, how can you still love her?" Tai'a asked directly, his eyes still lifeless.
When Luo Tao heard Tai'a ask this question, he didn't feel angry at all. Instead, he said directly: "I know that I am no longer a normal man in your eyes. My father even wanted to use the Purple Clothes Magic to turn me into a woman, but I firmly believe that,
My love for Yan Xiaoyu will not change just because I have lost those words or become a weirdo who is neither male nor female. I used to only feel that I loved her body and her beauty.
, but I didn’t realize until these few days that I just love her, my heart, my liver, and every pore in my body cannot live without her.”
"But what's the use of being with her like this? You can't give her the happiness and joy she deserves?" Tai'a asked again.
"She and I don't have to be together. I just want to find her and see her. If she is willing, I can stay with her forever. If she is not willing, as long as she finds her own happiness and joy, I am willing to stay in the distance."
Silently bless her."
"Then what's the use of such love?" Tai'a's gloomy eyes flashed with a trace of emotion and doubt.
"I don't know what the use of such love is, but I think that since I am already like this, I should not restrain her anymore. As long as she is happy, I think I will be happy."
"As long as she is happy, I think I will be happy." Tai'a muttered what Luo Tao said, "Do you think I am qualified to like someone?"
Luo Tao's eyes widened and he looked at Tai'a. Hearing such words from Tai'a's mouth was even more different than the blossoming of the iron tree.
"Am I not qualified?" Tai'a asked again, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.
"Yes, why not? Everyone has the qualification to like someone."
Luo Tao replied like this, his eyes looking at Tai'a like candles, bright, hot, and flashing with the light of hope.
"I see."
Tai'a just said this, and then slowly retreated into the darkness. His steps were still gentle and he didn't make a single sound, as if he had never been there and never said these words...
