Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The only sound in my ears was the hum of the sea breeze.

After a long silence, Wen Can said, "You mean, the development of the plot in your writing is beyond your control?"

"It sounds mysterious, but it's true. Ever since the stars came into existence, her choices have been beyond my control. Even if I have other ideas sometimes, they will always be tampered with by her."

Wen Can thought about it and said, "Then you just love her."

This time it was the undead demon's turn to be stunned.

She turned to look at Wen Can: "Why are you so sure?"

"You said it yourself. She exists in your mind and before your eyes. You can always see her whether you want to or not - you always see her."

Wen Can said: "This is love."

"...You really understand it?"

The Undead Demon said this in an ambiguous tone, then turned around, with only one elbow resting on the railing. He straightened his body a little and looked at Wen Can strangely: "You mean, seeing her means loving her?"

"..." Wen Can retracted his gaze, turned the wheelchair around, and began to walk into the house. "If you are willing to keep looking at a person, seeing his appearance and flesh and blood, seeing his past and future, seeing his original and 100% existence, but not interfering, controlling, or possessing him - hehe, that is simply the most supreme love."

"…What does hehe mean?"

"Congratulations, you are a geek and a saint."

"Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"praise you."

"So do you also love the person who doesn't answer your calls?"

"..."

The wheelchair was stuck on the threshold. Because of the owner's sudden pause, it slipped out and then moved backwards, hitting the railing with a bang.

"..."

The boots under the hem of the Undead Demon's skirt took a quick step forward involuntarily, but she then restrained herself and calmly retracted them, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Does this question shock you so much?"

"..."

Wen Can put his hands on the wheel and didn't look up for a long time.

Time seems to be very long.

The undead demon couldn't help but tighten his grip on the railing slightly, watching with his peripheral vision as the sea breeze blew the man's hair up, revealing his smooth and gentle outline like a mountain range in spring.

I don't know what his eyes are like now.

I don't know what he is thinking now.

I really want to get into his mind, chase those thoughts everywhere, and read every word in it clearly - does this count as "I want to see" him?

The undead demon who was trying to figure out other people's brains didn't realize that his own brain was a mess.

Until a quiet voice sounded without warning.

"Love."

……

It took Ye Kong several seconds to realize what he was saying.

Amid the whistling wind, she turned her head with slow breathing and looked over.

"…Why are you so sure?" She asked a little dully, "Because you were watching her too?"

"Not only that."

The man looked up.

He took a deep breath, but his sight was fixed on the vast void.

“Love is a very complicated thing. It is a question that can have ten thousand answers. But when it happens, I know it exists without anyone asking me questions, including myself.”

"……Why?"

"Because I have experience."

"..." The immortal demon suddenly woke up and widened his eyes, "You have loved many people?"

"No, she's the only one - but I've seen other people's love, and I grew up in the best love, so I've always known what it's like to love someone, and what it's like to feel to love someone."

He whispered, "I had the best teacher. Although she is dead, the helpless thing is that everything she taught me has not disappeared... I originally thought it was gone. If it weren't for her, it would have disappeared forever..."

The undead demon tried his best to move his ears in various directions without making any expression, but he could not hear the man's whispering in the headwind.

She was so anxious that she grabbed the railing: "If you have any troubles, tell me and I will help you solve them."

"..." Wen Can turned his head and glanced at her, laughing undisguisedly, "You should solve your own problem first. If I find a reporter to tell them about your reluctance to speak out against the stars, you will be put on the hot search list by the stars' fans and repeatedly insulted."

"..."

Wen Can finally stopped lingering and went in decisively as if there was a ghost behind him.

In a blink of an eye, the immortal demon was the only one left on the balcony.

She stood straight in the cold wind, her eyes fixed on the sea and sky in the distance, wondering what she was thinking.

"Finally finished talking?"

An unpleasant voice came from the left.

It was Qin Wu who poked his head out and leaned against the French window and asked, "You two seem to get along quite well?"

"..." The Undead Demon didn't even bother to look at him. After a few seconds, he suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Qin, what shameful play are you doing in your room? Even though you're playing by yourself behind closed doors, can you please be careful about the impact in broad daylight?"

"..." Qin Wu's smiling face suddenly froze, and even seemed to be falling off and cracking. For the first time, he was provoked by this taciturn painter and his brain became a little hot. He wanted to flip over and throw the man into the sea.

But just as this thought came to his mind, he heard the sound of a door being opened.

From his left terrace.

The moment he realized the direction the sound came from, Qin Wu turned his head abruptly.

As he stared closely, the floor-to-ceiling window of Room 1 was opened.

Someone pulled aside the flying gauze curtain and came out.

Noticing the gaze, she turned her head to look over here.

The distinguished guest in Room 1 was dressed unexpectedly simply, to the point of being too casual to the point of being rude.

The girl, wearing white sneakers and with her coat blown up, revealed a bright red mask.

When Qin Wu saw her, he suddenly forgot what he wanted to do and what he should do. But before he spoke, he remembered Wen Can's presence in Room 4, so he frowned and fell silent again.

"Is this... the guest No. 1 who can play chess and draw and is very similar to me?"

When a low and hoarse voice sounded, Qin Wu remembered the existence of another person.

So, as he watched, they were separated by a terrace.

The undead demon wearing a Nuo mask looked at "Ye Kong" wearing a red mask.

Under the masks, the two of them curled up their lips at the same time.

The sea breeze was howling, and the cruise ship was already some distance away from the shore, but it was still moving towards the farther sea.

The white gull landed on the railing. The undead demon subconsciously stretched out her hand to let it peck her fingers, but when she saw the remaining knuckle bandages on her fingers, her pupils shrank suddenly and she abruptly withdrew her hand.

In room 4, Wen Can, who was answering a call from Jiang Xu, suddenly looked up.

I always feel like there's something wrong...

"What on earth have I overlooked?" he murmured.