The evil husband has facial paralysis

"There will be an annual mask dance ahead." Ling Wan waved his fan, walked to Luo Jiliang's side, and said.

"Mask dance?"

"The dancer dances gracefully in a coquettish dance dress and a mask that symbolizes the flaws of mortals."

"Will you take off the mask?"

"Ji Liang is really smart." Ling Wan smiled, looked at the people behind who nodded silently, and bent down: "The bad habits of the world, the ants of people, are too small and ugly, and the dancer itself is a symbol. Taking off the mask is just a subtle wish of people. After all, it is self-deception. If it can be changed, how can there be so much love, hatred, resentment and ignorance?"

"I don't think so." Luo Ji smiled coldly, "Love, hatred, resentment, and ignorance are normal. There are all kinds of life. Even if you don't want to, it's inevitable. But if you know it, I hope you can change it, maybe It's subtle, it's easy to get by." After a pause, he turned his head and said, "Ye Xiaoming, what do you think?"

The people who listened carefully to their conversation were called and paused.Eyes narrowed slightly, he replied, "But everyone has their own opinion."

Luo Jiliang and Ling Wan were speechless for a while, and they couldn't argue.After a while, Luo Jiliang smiled and handed Ye Xiaoming a fruit, and his eyes lit up a lot. Seeing Ye Xiaoming paused, he ate it.Then he lowered his head again.

Because of Ling Wan's joining, Luo Jiliang and Ye Xiaoming were not as quiet as they were at the beginning. They occasionally talked about street snacks and the flaws of the passerby's magic tricks. Finally, they stopped at the temporary stage and watched The graceful dancing posture of the dancer on the stage.

The posture was weird and distorted, and the dancer danced in movements that were almost impossible for ordinary people, which aroused applause from time to time, and after the mask was slowly removed, it aroused even more enthusiasm one after another.

"It's really graceful." Ling Wan put away his fan, "Speaking of which, this is also the first time Ye Xiaoming and I watched the mask dance."

"First time?" Luo Jiliang said, but looked at Ye Xiaoming.

Ye Xiaoming opened his face coldly, and only nodded.

"I've lived here for a long time, but it's not as leisurely as it is today. Speaking of which, it's thanks to Ji Liang."

Ye Xiaoming frowned.

Just as Luo Jiliang was about to say something, he was attracted by a person who was slowly walking towards them from the opposite side.

"Su Ling." The visitor approached, nodded, looked at Luo Jiliang for a while, then looked away, and looked at Ye Xiaoming with a smile.

Suling is Ye Xiaoming's watchword.

Ye Xiaoming said, "Long time no see, Liang Ze."

Ling Wan raised his eyebrows impatiently: "Why are you here?"

"Ling Wan." The visitor didn't mind his sarcastic remarks, and smiled, "You still don't want to see me. Since it's a rare Lantern Festival, I naturally want to come to see the excitement."

Ling Wan replied, with a bad tone: "I thought that people like you would naturally be busier during this kind of festival."

"But take a break from your busy schedule."

"Don't pay attention to him." Ye Xiaoming said, interrupting the cynicism between the two.

"Tsk." Ling Wan snorted coldly, but did not continue.

"Who is this?" Liang Ze paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in the wheelchair.

"My lord."

"Oh~" Liang Ze dragged out a long tone, looking at Luo Jiliang inexplicably.

"Luo Jiliang." Luo Jiliang smiled slightly.