Yecheng, riverside.

Bai Yanliang leaned against the railing and looked at the river quietly.

The river is quiet, like a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the buildings of hundreds of floors.

If you look closely, you can see that the water on the river is particularly clear, and even the fine sand and stones inside can be seen clearly.

A breeze passed by, gently waving his hair, the corners of his clothes, and the calm water surface.

Qi Nian is dead.

Died in 2016.

Bai Yanliang really wanted to throw away the emotion that made him feel uncomfortable, but that was exactly the evidence of his human nature.

People will change.

The fog gathering reduces this process to a very short and very short time.

Whether it is feelings or experience, it takes time to settle down.

For ordinary people, a small thing about love can be decadent for a year or two.

But it is not possible to concentrate in the fog. There are too many joys and sorrows that are too late to say goodbye, and there are too many life and death that are too late to pay tribute.

People trapped in the curse, before they even get to know each other, and before they can realize the meaning of existence, they are deprived of their lives by weirdness and abandoned in the past, and remain silent forever.

Bai Yanliang didn't care much about the people who came and went around him.

Even if Ren Wudao and Gao Fei, Yu Sheng chose to betray him.

Even when facing Li Mu's death, he often just felt that he should do something instead of having to do something.

The joys and sorrows of the world are not in line with him.

He even felt that he was not losing his emotions, but was born with a lack of affection.

Just like when facing Qi Nian, he could sense her feelings, but he felt from beginning to end that her fragile love seemed vulnerable to the terrifying and bizarre curse of the fog.

However, the facts told him.

He was wrong.

Outrageously wrong.

The solid and heavy relationship of her feelings is like a moth to a fire. Although it cannot fly across the world, she has made the greatest farewell with her life.

Nothing is more important than one's own life. In order to survive, everything you do is forgiven.

Bai Yanliang's view lasted for a long time.

He even met Yu Wenxuan who had the same viewpoint as him.

But, just like I thought of it.

People will change.

Life and death separation, joy, pain, experiencing life and death and changing life, and all kinds of incredible weirdness, everyone is changing the ending of the story, and at the same time, they are also being changed by the story.

People are not independent or withdrawn.

The mental hospital that had been incarcerated for ten years had quietly become out of reach.

I don’t know when it started. In Bai Yanliang’s life, there were some footprints of people passing by, they penetrated, intertwined and influenced each other.

Unconsciously, both the body and the soul left traces that did not belong to him. Some came from the world, some came from time, and some came from those who Bai Yanliang thought had no effect but eventually made him feel troubled.

It is a human, making him look like a human.

Xu Zhifei stood far away, but just looked at him from a distance, without getting close, let alone speaking.

The wind blew her long black dress as always, with long waist and long hair. Her cold eyes seemed to be a little lost.

She could feel that Bai Yanliang had changed.

It is not a change that can be detected by the naked eye, but it can make people feel that he has become... more realistic.

Xu Zhifei did not choose to go forward to disturb Bai Yanliang, but one person walked behind Bai Yanliang.

"I'm thinking of Qi Nian?"

Song Que also leaned against the railing like Bai Yanliang.

"Um."

Bai Yanliang still looked at the river and did not look back.

"Your expression now is like my dad who saw the company's stock plummet."

Bai Yanliang finally turned his head, looked at Song Que, and smiled: "Thank you."

Song Que spat disdainfully, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not comforting you. Although you are very smart, others are not fools. You just fooled Yu Wenxuan's question with more urgent questions. Now they have rushed to Qingyi Street, but I remember that you never answered his question positively."

Bai Yanliang looked at Song Que's eyes and said, "If I said that, I don't know why I was targeted by Wu Ji. Do you believe it?"

"I believe it, of course!" Song Que shook his hair and smiled, "God is jealous of talent, but this word is suitable for everyone left at the moment. Have you ever thought about what special things do you have compared to us?"

Bai Yanliang had long thought about what Song Que said. At first he thought it was the key left by Bai Yanren, but later, after the key was given to Xun Weimo, it still developed like this.

Obviously the problem lies with him.

This is also one of the biggest reasons why Bai Yanliang doubts whether he is human.

If the rule of fog gathering is "facing" humans and is beneficial to humans, then it can be explained by its deliberate and crazy-like adding his name to every task.

He is not a human.

Judging from the information that has been obtained, Bai Yanliang himself feels that he may not be a human being.

At least...not a real human.

But the last mission changed again. The memory of the five-year-old guy in his body told him that the heart-wrenching ghost had once turned into Bai Yanren.

Ghost is a very special and weird existence.

To some extent, it is even omniscient and omnipotent.

Perhaps in order to deceive Bai Yanliang, it perfectly reproduced everything about Bai Yanren, but what it did not expect was that at that time it was not Bai Yanliang who controlled his body, but the five-year-old "Bai Yanren".

However, is it true that what it said to the five-year-old "Bai Yanren"?

In fact, from the bottom of my heart, Bai Yanliang is very willing to believe everything it says.

At least then he is a real human, the real... Bai Yanren's younger brother.

They are still brothers, and he is not a monster that emerges from Bai Yanren's shadow.

But that was a ghost after all... what it said was not credible at all.

It simply aims to deceive people and induce him to agree to it.

What about now?

How should I answer Song Que? Answer Yu Wenxuan? Answer everyone?

Do you have to tell them bluntly, sorry, I may not be a human?

Bai Yanliang believed that if he really said that, Yu Wenxuan would be very interested in digging him out and taking a look.

"Don't know?" Song Que looked at Bai Yanliang, "Silent?"

Bai Yanliang still didn't say anything.

Song Que looked up at the sky and moved his neck, "Okay, silence itself is also an answer. You may already know the reason why you were targeted by the fog collection, but you can't tell us that reason, because after saying it, it is harmful or useless, right?"

"Um."

Bai Yanliang nodded.

"Okay, I understand."

Song Que looked at Bai Yanliang with his head tilted, "Now, let's talk about what you know in that villa."
Chapter completed!