big master, big liar

"People like Mr. Song, who let you live in the countryside, are really overqualified."

"As long as you are willing to come with me, no matter what you want, I can satisfy you."

He still remembered Mr. Nanrong's invitation, he was very arrogant and unscrupulous, it was a kind of courage as if the world was in the palm of his hand.

He has the ability to control people's hearts, and he also has the arrogance and dignity in his bones. How can such a person be just a thief.

Now everything about Mr. Nanrong seemed to become clear. The High Priest of Tu Kingdom, with abilities similar to his own, no matter what the purpose of going to Sifang City is, it will not be a great thing to benefit the country and the people.

Song Xuan's eyes returned to Ji Yunxi in front of him.

He had to tell Ji Yunxi all this, but how would he speak?

Of course, he could ask Ji Yunxi not to ask the reason, just like the previous few times, but to talk about the result.

Ji Yunxi trusts him enough and is tolerant enough to him. As long as it is what he said, no matter what it is, Ji Yunxi will not have any doubts, let alone ask why.

But for a moment, Song Xuan suddenly didn't want to hide it anymore.

He has kept it a secret for 27 years, and this secret that only belongs to one person has already made him a little tired.

It also made him very lonely.

Everyone has their own secrets, but Song Xuan's secret is destined to make him hide his heart in the thorns, and no matter who he intersects with, he must keep a short distance.

To put it bluntly, it's just that he is afraid of people close to him and shows an evasive attitude towards himself.

Song Xuan's eyelids drooped slightly, and there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

He also gets tired, and it is even said that he is more tired than anyone else on this long road of life that is full of dust and moon, misty and rainy.

Ji Yunxi clearly sensed the change in him, grabbed his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

There was a faint warmth in Song Xuan's palm.

This time he did not avoid contact, but closed his eyes and whispered, "Ah Xi, I want to tell you something."

"what?"

"About Mr. Nan Rong... and also about me."

When Song Xuan said this, there was no usual lazy joke on his face, only gentleness as usual.

It seems that no matter what the result is after this, he can accept it.

Ji Yunxi vaguely realized that this conversation might be crucial to him, or to Song Xuan.

"Then Mr. Nan Rong, I am afraid that he is a little different from ordinary people just like me."

"I once said that I don't have the ability to see the future, I'm not a prophet." Song Xuan said softly. "But I do have some tricks, so I can make ten trigrams and nine spirits, and cheat everywhere."

"Ah Xi, I can read people's memories." When he said this, Song Xuan's hands trembled slightly, and he quickly calmed down.

"As long as it's something you've experienced and can remember, as long as it's like this..." Song Xuan held Ji Yunxi's hand behind his back and said in a low voice. "Even with the slightest touch, I can read it."

"The clearer your memory is, the clearer I can read." Song Xuan laughed, with a vague sense of relief in that smile. "So, Axi, no one has any secrets in front of me."

"Over the years, I have read the memories of many people, and know the secrets of many people. So much... makes me feel tired."

His voice seemed to come through spring flowers, summer rain, autumn frost, winter snow, and dust all the way.

This is his peculiarity, his luck, and his misfortune.It is the root of his unrestrained and comfortable, and also the reason why he can't be avoided.

Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi looked at each other, even though his smile was tired, his eyes were still clear and bright.This is something he has never changed in the past twenty years.

"So, you've also seen my memory?"

Ji Yunxi still had that smiling face, making it hard to guess what he was thinking.

Even Song Xuan couldn't tell what kind of response he hoped to get.

"Yes." Song Xuan nodded.

"Brother is perfunctory to me," Ji Yunxi muttered in a low voice, with a hint of sarcasm on his face. "If you've read it, why don't you know what I'm thinking?"

If he had seen it, he would be the one who should be afraid and explain it now.

"Sir, I really don't have the slightest interest in me, and he doesn't even have the minimum desire to explore." Ji Yunxi couldn't help but frowned, with indescribable grievances.

Song Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he originally brought up this matter with the mentality of dying.But he didn't want Ji Yunxi to feel such strange dissatisfaction.

He seemed to relax a little, and pulled back his hand with a smile: "I read other people's memories just to make a living and to earn a living. As for the memories of relatives and friends, it's not a last resort, how can I spy on them casually."

"Ah Xi, the secret is a secret because he doesn't want others to know about it."

Ji Yunxi stared at him for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Song Xuan's hand and held it tightly: "Then start reading now."

Song Xuan was slightly taken aback: "What?"

"My brother, don't you really know what's on my mind?" Ji Yunxi said with a smile. "Everything about me can be shared with you, my past, my future—it's all yours."

"I'm not afraid that you know me like the back of your hand. The more you know, the closer you will be to me." Ji Yunxi's eyes were so serious.

His desire for Song Xuan was far greater than his desire for himself.

And more importantly, for some people in this world, keeping one's secrets is the most important thing, but in front of Ji Yunxi, it seems that any unknown is an obstacle.

It was as if he also wanted to know everything about Song Xuan, whether it was visible or not, the more obscure things were, the more excited and joyful he felt, as if he had discovered a side that only he could see , monopolizing a certain part of Song Xuan.

He longed to possess Song Xuan, but he also longed for Song Xuan to possess him.

Ji Yunxi's eyes gradually deepened, as if he wanted to absorb Song Xuan's whole body into it: "Song Xuan, I hope you know everything about me."

He seems to have such an indescribable impulse in front of the person he admires.

I not only want you to see my brilliance, but also want you to accept my darkness.I want you to go to the darkest and dirtiest corner of my heart, look at my hideous face because of love, look at my intertwined rhizomes.

Look at my bloody heart that keeps beating for you.

This is the most greedy and unspeakable desire in his heart.

Longing for Song Xuan to understand the true self, longing for Song Xuan to accept the ugliest self.

Knowing that this desire is so unreasonable.

He is still waiting somewhere deep in his heart.Looking forward to it deeply.

So how could he be afraid of Song Xuan?

His biggest secret to Song Xuan is his beating heart, eager to be discovered.

Song Xuan didn't really read to retrieve memories, but instead met Ji Yunxi's gaze, as if to confirm his true thoughts: "Axi..."

"Obviously you are the one who can read people's memories," Ji Yunxi asked with a smile. "Why are you more wary than me?"

Song Xuan moved his lips, frustrated to find that what Ji Yunxi said was the truth.

For this matter, he still needs Axi, who is five years younger than him, to explain him.

"Sorry." Song Xuan said in a low voice.

"You don't need to say sorry to me," Ji Yunxi's voice was as soft as a pool of spring water. "As long as my brother won't leave me because of this matter again, that's enough."

Song Xuan's vigilance will not be let down by a few words, but at least now, his secret has an extra sharer.

A dangerous sharer.