don't touch my ears sir

Because of the time difference, it took ten days to travel back and forth in the underworld.

Tang Xianqing didn't know what he had said to Shu Shu. Although he didn't meet much, Shu Shu, who was in contact with Tang Ke almost every day, except for the one time he sent a few days ago [Cub, I'm your grandma? ], I posted it within 2 minutes and then retracted it, and it has never appeared again until today.

Tang Ke saw the message at the time, but before she had time to type and reply, she watched helplessly as he quickly withdrew, not knowing whether she should reply or not.

He felt that Shu Shu didn't want to be disturbed recently, so after thinking about it, he didn't come back.

After Shang Yi came back from the underworld, for some reason, he was no longer obsessed with earning money for Tang Ke. The number of places for the wordless book dropped from three, four, or even five a day to one a day now. It's gone, it's time to wait.

Tang Ke asked him, and Shang Yi said, "I'm anemic."

As soon as I heard this, I knew it was nonsense. There must be some reason that Tang Ke didn't know, but it was not noticed by so many people, and not many people came to the antique world. Tang Ke was just wishing for it.

His little thought of wanting to monopolize Shang Yi has never disappeared, since he never met Shang Yi.

In May, designer Tanser presented his latest collection, which was made public for his show.

At that time, there was an interview with all black screens and behind-the-scenes hard work to find Tan Se, and begged him to agree to say a few words for this interview.

After the two sides dealt with each other for half a month, Tan Se couldn't stand it anymore and agreed.

Behind the black screen, the host cleared his throat. In order to introduce to the public, he asked nonsense as if confirming: "Is this the designer of the new work announced by the 'TS' team?"

After being interviewed, no one was lucky enough to see what Tan Se looked like. Tan Se laughed lightly after hearing this, and said inexplicably, "It's not a team."

"Mr. Tan, we would like to ask you what you want to express in this work? Because many people say that compared with the previous designs, this work has no color. Of course, it is as good-looking as ever, but it is a bit too monotonous, so I I just wanted to ask."

Tan Se behind the screen was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer.

After a full 3 minutes, he said again inexplicably: "The color I see in my eyes is different from what everyone sees. It is not colorless."

The host couldn't understand, and when he asked what it meant, Tan Se began to explain a lot with professional vocabulary, which was not as easy to understand as the unclear sentence just now.

But after answering this, it is not good for the host to ask again, otherwise he will appear to be too uneducated. Since he does not understand, the other party will still not understand anything if he explains it again.

The host changed the subject: "Now there are still people who have estimated the amount of this work based on the price you set when you sold it to someone with predestined relationship. Can you disclose a little bit?"

Tan Se didn't hesitate this time, and said, "Not for sale."

"Ah?" The host obviously didn't expect this answer, it was a bit unexpected.

Tan Se said again: "Not for sale." They said a lot in the interview that day, and the last question was that the host asked Tan Se: "This work has not been named since it was released, what is it... called? "

"...I didn't think about it."

This is the whole content of the interview. As soon as the comments are released, they are polarized. Some people say that the team of 'TS' is really awesome. It has been around for hundreds of years from the Republic of China to the present. The style is changeable, but everything is high-quality.

There are also some people who say that the team of 'TS' is dying, and now they don't do a good job in design and start to use marketing as a gimmick. It's ridiculous that everything comes out without a name.

But no one questioned Tan Se's work.

A diamond-shaped lavender crystal about the size of a thumbnail without sharp edges, with only a tinge of purple from the beginning to the end, which is so light that it is almost transparent—a fine light-colored crystal without impurities.

The uppermost position inside is the moon, which seems to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly, but the blur has stimulated people's desire for knowledge and exploration.

In the middle is the Bianhua, which always surrounds the moon, and after countless times of magnification, it can be seen that it is colorless and still swaying gently.They embraced the moon gently like hands, as if holding the most precious light in their arms and in their hearts.

At the bottom is the entire Milky Way galaxy, dotted with stars and complement each other. A bright meteor was caught by someone with a little tail, and it went straight out of the Milky Way, heading towards the bright moon, which is obviously the protagonist of this work── It is also colorless.

The rounded corners above the moon were embedded with a regular and beautiful hole, and a thin silver chain passed through it.

It is not known whose swan neck it will be worn on.

Except for a little color in the lavender crystal, the public can't see any color in this work, but they can see at a glance what kind of beauty is contained in the rhombus.

──That is the whole universe.With the moon as the center, the flowers on the other side as the road, and the meteor as the guide, I chase after the moon until the meteor burns out its last light and completely annihilates it, but the road is still there.

Don't look back, even if you can't look back.

It's like a crush who loves but can't be unhappy. He loses his light before he even reaches the step of pursuing.

This is the first feeling Lu Shangshi saw when he saw this work.

After listening to the interview and reading the comments, Lu Shang, who stayed at Tanse's house to study the works with him, endured for a long time and finally asked in doubt: "Do you like someone who doesn't like you?"

Tan Se sat beside him and looked at him seriously with her chin in her hand. Hearing this, she grinned: "How do you know?"

Immediately, Lu Shangshi frowned. He moved his gaze away from the work, and mocked him in an unclear tone, "Then why don't you send the things out?"

"I'm cowardly." Tan Se flicked her hair and sighed pretendingly.

Lu Shangshi: "..."

"Don't sell it, don't give it away," Lu Shangshi pointed at the work: "Why are you keeping him? Cubs?"

Tan Se let out a "wow", looking very painful: "This thing made me get stuck four times. I have been working on it for more than a year, and I am not allowed to keep it to appreciate it."

Lu Shangshi said "speechless" stuck in his throat, and in the end he just rolled his eyes in a friendly and restrained manner.

But Lu Shangshi was even more puzzled when he thought of the comments and statements about "monotonous colors" on the Internet and in interviews.

"Talking about dogs," he asked, "Why do they say this thing has no color?" After asking, he admired the work again, as if he was not looking at a colorless thing with satisfaction.

Someone appreciates his work with a satisfied attitude, and that person has been together since childhood. This should be a happy thing, but Tan Se froze.

He originally reached out to grab the mobile phone that was placed by his hand, but at this moment the movement stopped abruptly, and his hand was still hanging in the air like a still picture.

He didn't even blink his eyes, and there was a rare blankness in his eyes.

Lu Shangshi felt strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You..." As soon as he said it, his voice turned out to be hoarse. Tan Se cleared his throat, picked up his mobile phone idly, and stared at the black screen: "You mean... Do you think he has color?"

The state returned to normal, and Lu Shangshi did not suspect him. He pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and described to him what he saw in the most easy-to-understand words: "There is a little warm light on the moon, Manshu The sandy red ones look like they are stained with blood, the Milky Way and shooting stars are the most beautiful, where is the color monotonous?"

"Didn't I say it was beautiful when you just finished it and showed it to me?"

Tan Se's voice was a little stiff: "But you didn't say you saw this color in your eyes."

Lu Shangshi was baffled: "You didn't say that other people see him as colorless."

Tan Se stared straight at the works on the table, and the colors he saw in his eyes were exactly the same as those in Lu Shangshi's eyes.

To be honest, he should be happy because some things got what he wanted, but now he feels like a heavy weight has been dropped in his heart, and he can't breathe quickly.

Not long after, those eyes became dry and astringent, and he forgot to blink, and a streak of blood crept up in the white of his eyes.

Tan Se whispered: "Shang Shang..."

Lu Shangshi responded: "Huh?"

Tan Se raised her eyes, but her eyes were actually red. Before the other party frowned, he suppressed the redness again, giving the other party an illusion of misreading.

"Did you realize..."

No sound, hurry up.Lu Shangshi answered, "What?"

Have you realized that you like me... After a long while, Tan Se lowered her eyes, turned her mobile phone for a while, and shook her head slowly.

He unconsciously said, "It's okay."

In another villa, Tang Ke, who also saw Tan Se's works on the Internet, also lamented the beauty, but also regretted that there was no color.

He said: "Brother Tan feels that what he designed this time is very meaningful."

Hearing this, Shang Yi leaned over to take a look, but his brows frowned after just one look.

Tang Ke noticed it and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Shang Yi took Tang Ke's cell phone, stared at it more seriously for a while, and said softly, "He actually sealed his soul here."

Tang Ke: "What?"

Things are not colorless, after due soul sealing and even sacrifice, in the eyes of the person who made this work, the work will be displayed to him in the most beautiful posture in the world.

At the same time, if he injects strong emotions into it when he contributes his soul... If he has someone he loves deeply, when his feelings are a little bit, and the soul of the same person is sealed together in the lavender crystal, then if The person he loves deeply does not love him, so the work in the eyes of the object he loves deeply is no different from what anyone else sees.

Conversely, if the person he loves deeply loves him as well, then the color in the other person's eyes is the same as his.

This proves that they hide each other in their hearts.

No matter where the shortcut is going, as long as you have the heart, you can't find it. The shortcuts in the demon world are even more strange, and they are much more surprising. This is the case with Tang Xianqing using red bean lovesickness to change his destiny, and it is the same with Tan Se now.

And for this kind of thing, you don't need to sacrifice your soul, but you can know whether the other party has him or not in the heart as quickly as possible by giving your feelings.

But Tan Se seemed to think that he was dying, and he was unwilling to return the soul under his body to hell, so he took a chance to strip his living soul...

Dedicated to the person he likes, eternal life and loyalty. "Sir, you are... what are you talking about?" Tang Ke's eyes widened, and he asked Shang Yi this sentence in disbelief.

As Tang Ke's friend, Tan Se had already been warned by Shang Yi, but before he was warned, he had already done half of the matter, and it was almost impossible to turn back.

Now that the ending was decided, Shang Yi didn't want to hide it from Tang Ke.

But the child's reaction still made him at a loss.

"Toffee," he said, "is a matter of life and death, and each has a choice."

Tang Ke was stunned and frightened. He looked down at the phone, and the work was still on on the screen. He looked up at Shang Yi again, speaking incoherently, his voice choked up: "But... But Brother Tan has been... obviously has been It's all good."

Shang Yi sighed softly, touched the end of his eyes lightly with his hand, reminding him not to cry: "He is old."

Tang Ke was puzzled.

"Has he ever told you that he only has the blood of the Yaozu in April?" Shang Yi asked.

Tang Ke shook his head in a daze. Lu Shangshi only told him once that he was a pure demon, and Tan Se grew up with him, so he subconsciously thought that Tan Se was the same.

Besides, even if it is only a quarter, it shouldn't be old. When Tang Xingyun was more than 700 years old, he only had a few gray hairs on his temples, and his face was a handsome uncle in his early thirties. If he was still alive, he would live The year 2000 should not be a problem, but Tanse is only five hundred years old...

"He's using demon power to maintain his youth, and he's almost overdrawn." Shang Yi said softly, as if knowing what he was thinking.

It's not that I haven't experienced this kind of scene before, but I faced it again, and the fear of losing many years ago came back in an instant.

Shang Yi persuaded him in a low voice: "He is not a great monster, nor can he become a great monster. Even if you don't accept it now, you will still witness his death in 1000 years, sooner or later."

Big demon... 1000 years... These words made Tang Ke's body stiff for a moment, and he suddenly thought with straight eyes, I am also a half-demon, and I only have one-eighth of the blood of the demon clan in my body. You can live to the age of 500 to 1000, even if Tan Se can live for 1000 years, Tang Ke will not be able to see it.

And Shangyi is 10,000+ years old...

He is almost equal to the sky.

Tang Ke thought, I didn’t think so before, he thought it was a good thing for monsters to live so long at first, and he could have a lot of time to regret some of the wrong things he had done, but when he grew up, he realized that long life is not a good thing. What a great thing to be proud of and to be thankful for.

Today, he only feels that the half-demon is really sad.

If the half-demon fell in love with ordinary people, they would not be able to stay together for a lifetime. Tang Mujin and Tang Xianqing are the best examples.

But if the half demon falls in love with the big demon, they still can't stay together until the end. It's okay if the love deteriorates, but if everyone is like Tang Xianqing, then there will always be one in this love who will always suffer from lovesickness suffering.

A dead person also thinks that he can always love himself before he dies, but also worries that he will always be alone; he is afraid that he will be alone, and he is even more afraid that he will fall in love with someone other than himself.

Everything is wrong.

The word "different ways" is always right.

For the first time in a long time, Tang Ke realized the identity of himself and Shang Yi.

He was only fortunate that he hadn't been so rebellious that he had to plot evil.

Tang Ke thought, let's stop the loss in time before he has any premeditated intentions.

Anyway, Shang Yi didn't know who was in the utility room. After all, if the other party knew, he would definitely say it, maybe even ask him why he hid so many secrets about him.

"Sir," Tang Ke's voice was slightly hoarse. He lowered his head and said as if he had lost all his strength, "I don't want to chase after gods. It's good and enough to keep people alone in my heart."

The hand that still wanted to continue to comfort the person immediately stopped on the top of the person's head, perhaps guessing something, after a daze, Shang Yi narrowed his eyes dangerously, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

He said inexplicably, "Can I run away?"

The author has something to say:

There was a foreshadowing of Tan Se's matter from the beginning.Touch all angels, thank you.

Thank you for your support, I bow to everyone ~ there is another chapter in the future, don’t forget to read

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