When Su Ziye quietly said the words "perfect performance", Liu Ru's eyes suddenly changed when she looked at him.
Su Ziye nodded calmly: "Yes, the art of disguise that you see actually comes from the ability given to me by this perfection state."
"The common art of disguise is just to disguise the appearance and voice, but my performance is to become another person from the root. The more information I get, the more realistic my performance becomes. Of course, this The only disadvantage of this kind of acting is that the person you play must be someone you are familiar with." The young man talked eloquently.
"What about Su Ziye?" Liu Ru asked.
"Su Ziye is a person I am very familiar with." Su Ziye replied with a smile: "And the real Su Ziye does not exist in this world, so I am even more comfortable playing him."
"Liu Ru is like this too?" Liu Ru asked.
The Liu Ru who appears in front of everyone now is not the real Liu Ru, but a person with a personality and character given by Su Ziye, so this "Liu Ru" can be played by both Su Ziye and Liu Ru at the same time.
"You are still in this world." Su Ziye responded to this question with a smile.
Liu Ru quietly closed her mouth.
She looked up at the ceiling, and then looked quietly at the boy in front of her.
She finally let out a long sigh: "Actually, I really want to know why you are like this."
"What does it look like now?" Su Ziye asked knowingly.
"I don't know how old you are, but I believe you are not very old." Liu Ru said quietly.
"Huh?" Su Ziye was slightly curious: "Why?"
This young man has never shown his true face to others. He also said that he can perfectly impersonate another person's appearance, voice and even personality.
In this case, Su Ziye's own age and identity will become a mystery that will almost never be revealed.
Especially under the premise that Su Ziye has given up on the past.
"Because you are too clean." Liu Ru looked at him and said.
"Is this the reason?" Su Ziye was a little surprised.
This is almost equivalent to a woman's sixth sense.
"Isn't this reason enough?" Liu Ru asked.
"Time will leave traces on everyone's body. As everyone grows older, the originally white and flawless paper will slowly leave more and more colors and dirt."
"This is something no one can avoid."
"But you are different. The feeling you give me is always very clean. There is no way to fake it."
Su Ziye looked at her: "Who taught you this?"
This is not Su Ziye’s teaching.
"My father." Liu Ru said calmly, without any sadness.
"It's such a pity." Su Ziye said sincerely.
"But I'm still curious." Liu Ru continued.
"What are you curious about?" Su Ziye asked.
"Why are you like this?" Liu Ru repeated the previous question.
"You are so young, so powerful, and so incredible. Obviously you could have countless better choices, but you chose this one." Liu Ru looked at him and said.
He chose to come here all the way from the St Empire, crossing thousands of miles of no-man's land, leaving his hometown and sleeping in the open air. Although Su Ziye had already explained the reason for doing this, Liu Ru believed that this young man must have something more. Good choice.
"There is no such thing as better or worse choices in life." Su Ziye said lightly: "All your choices are caused by everything in the past."
"Someone took away one of my most precious things from my hands. From that moment on, I decided to take my destiny into my own hands."
"This is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do."
"There are too many monsters in this world. They are so powerful and ancient that they can even ignore time itself. If I want to compete with them, I can only work hard to become a stronger monster. But if you want to become a monster itself, it means you have to give up." many things."
Liu Ru looked at Su Ziye.
From his words, she felt sadness for the first time.
This was an emotion she had never felt from this boy before.
"You have no right to pity me." Su Ziye looked at Liu Rujing and said quietly. "Tomorrow is the day of the gathering at Ye Ye Restaurant. Let's go to bed early."
He changed the subject almost abruptly.
"What?" Liu Ru looked at Su Ziye and asked stubbornly.
Su Ziye turned and left.
When he was about to leave the room, the boy spoke.
"my little sister."
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The night sky in Ye Ye City is like a huge velvet curtain.
The curtain was dotted with brilliant stars.
Under the curtain, beneath the huge West Market, there is another magical world.
In the dead of night, the lights are still bright here, and many businesses that cannot be seen during the day can still be carried out here.
And in a magnificent room underground, a thrilling gambling game was going on.
"I'll bet another thousand gold leaf grass." Mo Yun gently pushed out the chips in his hand, as if this was not all the property of ten middle-class families.
"Mr. Mo, you have to think about it carefully." The man opposite looked at him with a slight smile. He gently rubbed the cards in his hand: "Now you don't have an advantage in the cards."
"Anything with a predetermined outcome is not gambling." Mo Yun shook his head and said, "Mountain Master, do you still want to follow me?"
"Follow, why don't you follow?" The man known as the Mountain Master smiled and said, "I will also follow the Thousand Gold Leaf Grass."
"How about it? Let's open our cards."
At this moment, someone suddenly pushed the door quickly and entered.
The crisis-ridden silence in the scene was instantly broken. Mo Yun turned around and looked at the person in displeasure, but the person walked straight towards him and whispered a few words in his ear.
Mo Yun's expression changed.
He looked at the mountain master: "I'm sorry, mountain master, I have business. Today's bet ends here."
The mountain owner looked at him with some surprise: "So Mr. Mo, are you planning to admit defeat?"
"Then at least reveal your cards."
Mo Yun shook his head gently.
He turned around and followed the visitor toward the door without stopping for a moment.
Only the man known as the Mountain Master was left sitting there.
He looked at the empty seat quietly and finally sighed.
"Do you need to reveal Mr. Mo's trump card?" someone asked.
"No need." The mountain owner shook his head: "I asked him to come here today just to keep him out of the matter so as not to get burned."
"But I didn't expect that some things just won't happen if you don't want them to happen."
"Is there something that the mountain master can't calculate?" the person next to him said in disbelief.
"Of course there are things that I can't calculate." The mountain master said calmly: "It's like I never calculated that someone could use the variable of His Highness the Third Prince to make moves on the chessboard of Ye Ye City."
Saying this, he stood up half-heartedly.
"I want to keep Mo Yun alive, but his life must ultimately be decided by himself."
"We all lost this bet."
