withered prosperity

Yan Hai buried his face in the brocade feebly.

"How should I tell you..." He was full of anxiety. He obviously had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.

Just like in those years, when he saw Yun Ji was sad because of that non-existent person, he wanted to tell the truth many times.

But he can't bear the consequences, if Yun Ji can't accept it...

So he thought, if he could make Yunji like himself now, and then tell the truth, maybe Yunji would be able to accept it.

Or at that time, there is no need to mention that matter.

It was just an opportunity, a chance for Yun Ji to meet him, anyway, they will be together in the end, so why bother to mention these old things.

But... After all, he thought everything too simply.

He thought it would be easy for Yun Ji to fall in love with him. After all, he only spent [-] days to do it back then, but this time, it took a whole ten years, and he still couldn't achieve it... let alone achieve it. Even when he missed Yun Ji, seeing him again became a luxury.

He was honest with Yun Ji back then, but he had already vaguely expected the ending, and it was just a desperate attempt.

No matter how deeply he believed that Yun Ji loved him, at that time, he had to start to doubt whether Yun Ji loved him, or... that girl who didn't exist...

Yun Ji couldn't allow him to escape, grabbed his wrist and forced him to turn around.

But seeing his expression clearly, Yun Ji was stunned for a moment, and the words he was going to say were all stuck in his throat.

Yan Hai blocked his eyes with the back of his hand.

His clothes were torn apart in the struggle, revealing his pale shoulders and neck and protruding collarbone, making him look more and more emaciated.

Under Yun Ji's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled softly.

"Alright." He smiled and said, "Also..."

He took away the hand that covered his face, and stretched out towards Yun Ji. The flickering water just now seemed to be just Yun Ji's illusion.

He asked: "Where is the Yunxia knife that Yueliuyi gave you?"

It is said to be a knife, but in fact it is a dagger that is not made of copper or iron, and its material cannot be seen.

It's just that the whole body is colorful, as if it is true to its name, just like clouds.

"This is the same as the mirage, it is made of the shell of the mirage, but the mirage is the inside, and this Yunxia knife is the outer shell." Yan Hai stroked the blade with his hands: "I found the mirage alone. , got a large piece of shell, and ground it into two Yunxia knives, and later Yueliuyi stole this one from me. Only this kind of knife can completely break through the mirage clothes without destroying it."

He measured the position near the temple with his fingers, and was about to cut it open with a dagger...but Yun Ji grabbed his wrist.

"I can understand your thoughts. You have been cheated for more than ten years, but you haven't even seen what he really looks like. You must feel uncomfortable." Before Yun Ji could speak, Yan Hai said to him: " In terms of emotion and reason, I should give you an explanation."

Yun Ji slowly let go of his hand.

Yan Hai used the Yunxia knife to cut around his cheeks and temples.

It can be clearly seen that the transparent mirage is separated from his original skin.

After a while, he lowered his head, covered his face with one hand, and threw the mirage robe and Yunxia knife aside with the other.

After a while, he took a deep breath and raised his head.

There are lights everywhere in the house, and the light is very bright.

Yan Hai's hands were still on his face, only the left side of his face was exposed.

Of course he looks good.

The four monarchs on Qianlian Island are all people with outstanding appearance, and they must have outstanding appearance themselves, rather than using mirage clothes or other altered appearances.

Even if only half of the face is exposed, it can still be seen that it is an extremely handsome face.

and……

"Actually, you have seen my face a long time ago." Yan Hai looked straight at him: "Isn't it me that you saw that night?"

Yun Ji's pupils shrank for a while.

The half of his face that was exposed was seven to eight points similar to Xie Mengfei.

He is nearly thirty years old, and he is still like this today. It is not difficult to imagine how similar Yan Hai was to Xie Mengfei when he was 17 years old.

"So, that night, you actually..." There was no disguise...

"Didn't you know? The members of the Xie family all look alike, Xie Zhilan is very similar to Xie Manting, and Xie Mengfei and I look very similar. If I want to pretend to be her, I don't really need a mirage." Yan Hai slightly He bent his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, appearing extremely agile: "I killed too many people that night, and blood was everywhere on my clothes, so I took off my coat and found a cloak to wear outside."

Yun Ji didn't speak any more, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Hai's hand on his right cheek.

Yan Hai sighed, and finally put down that hand.

If one could tell that he was outstanding and handsome from one side of his face, adding the other half would only make people feel creepy and terrified.

There was a long gash on the right side of his face.

The wound ran from the corner of the eye down to almost the entire cheek.

That's fine, but the surface of the wound was hideous and knotted, with bumps and bumps, and the color was still dark blue and black, like a centipede or a poisonous snake entrenched on his face.

Looking at it this way, it looks half like a fairy and half like a ghost.

If you encounter it in a dark place, the timid person will faint from fright at the sight of it.

Yan Hai brushed back his messy long hair, and simply exposed his face completely.

"I tell myself every time, men and husbands, you shouldn't care about your appearance." He touched the extremely ugly knife mark with his fingertips: "But I can't comfort myself for this reason in front of the mirror."

When the scab just fell off, he would wake up in the middle of the night with a start.

It's hard for ordinary people to accept a good appearance like this evil ghost, not to mention... the person he likes happens to be a very good-looking person.

He can dress himself up better, but this scar is more than just on his face...

"To tell you the truth, if I hadn't ruined my appearance, I might not have made up my mind to go to Chaomu Pavilion to be a servant." He didn't know why at the time, but he actually believed in some nonsense about love for a long time, thinking that maybe his appearance was not very important. "I thought that although I survived on Qianlian Island relying on this face, I don't need to rely on my appearance to win your heart."

He glanced at the piece of mirage clothes that had been discarded aside, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Of course, maybe it doesn't have much to do with what I look like." He looked up at Yun Ji: "But you said that as long as it's me, you don't like that, it always makes me feel ashamed, so don't say it again Bar!"

Yun Ji could feel that from the moment he took off the mirage clothes, something that existed originally, like a thin mist, was slowly dissipating.

In his heart, a very bad feeling suddenly appeared.

"Who hurt you?" Yun Ji's voice was a little dry.

Yan Hai glanced at the Yunxia Saber.

"Yue Liuyi?" He reacted immediately.

"She smeared poison on this knife, and even though I sealed the wound with a mirage, it still left an indelible scar on my face." After Yan Hai finished speaking, he let out a long breath: "I used to not believe in the theory of fate, and felt that I could do anything, but as I grew older, I began to feel that everything might really be arranged."

So he copied the scriptures, copied the classics, told himself that he had to succumb to fate, everything was doomed, and tried to resolve the unwillingness in his heart.

but……