Demon Lord 3

I asked him how he felt, and he said he was lonely. I asked him what loneliness meant. He said maybe that was loneliness right now. He felt so alone, alone in this world, walking alone here, alone watching these people being beautiful. He thought he was superfluous, an outlier, the only one who couldn't have children, and that he was holding me back. He then laughed out loud. There wasn't anyone else here, and I heard everyone was tired and fast asleep. I told him not to think so. Besides him, wasn't there another person without children? Mu Chen and his little girl over there, they could have gotten along just fine without children. There was a chance before, and they almost had a child, but the man gave up that chance for his love, preferring to let his love live rather than let the unborn child take his life. I used to say that the little girl was her treasure, but then I thought about it, and she always has been her treasure, not just in the past, but now. Zhou Chuyuan: Well, I think what true loneliness is. Didn't I say I was lonely without children? Doesn't he have me? If he considers me an important part of his life, why would he still feel lonely? He said this was different, this was not what he wanted. He thought loneliness was having no children, no next generation in his life. He thought I was there, he just felt that he was still there. He regarded me as a part of his life, even as a part of his body. He always regarded me as him, him as me, and the two of us as one person. So he thought he was still lonely, but I told him he shouldn't think so. I also have a soul of my own, I can chat with him, and joke with him, so why am I still lonely? I have seen true loneliness, and that is the true God far away in the sky. I feel that he is the loneliest. For so many years, he has no relatives, no friends, and can only say a few words to me. This is true loneliness, but Zhou Chuyuan is not like that, because children will leave us one day. Even if we have children, we cannot control them and prevent them from growing up. That is a disease of extremely strong control. I have changed my attitude, but he doesn't think so. He thinks that if he has his own relatives, the world will be colorful, but the relatives above him will slowly die, and the relatives below him will be different. In fact, his main feeling is not loneliness, but a kind of guilt towards me. He thinks it is him who can't have children. Maybe sometimes I will look sad when I see the child's eyes, which proves that I want it too, but he doesn't have that ability. He is a warm man and can bring me a lot of beauty. He is a standard dad. If he has children, he believes he will take good care of them, but he doesn't have that ability. He can only be an ordinary person now, a monster who can't have children in the eyes of others, or look at him respectfully, but sneer after hearing this. He always thinks that others will look at him strangely, but I don't think so. Some people will say that this is good, and many people still want it. He said it was because those people are sick. Seeing that I couldn't explain it to him, I thought of a good idea. I took out several bottles of wine. He asked me what I was doing. I said we would each have a bottle, and whoever got the other drunk first would support the other's point of view. He understood and took a sip first. I was not to be outdone and took a big sip. Seeing that I drank more than him, he drank a few more sips. We kept going like this, one sip each. He asked me if I wanted to change the wine because this one didn't have much flavor. I took out some good wine. He said he would not leave until he was drunk, but I said that this was not enough. In the end, we both called out the one who was sleeping. Liu Yu was also speechless and asked me why I woke him up. I said that I woke him up for something serious. The reason why it was a serious matter was that I actually wanted to tell Liu Yu that I would be the referee for us to see who would win between us. After listening to him, Liu Yu looked down on me and told me not to disturb his sleep. I told him that this was the only chance and he could also find out how much we both could drink. After listening to him, he was indeed tempted and thought it was a good opportunity to gossip, so he nodded in agreement. The two of us had a drinking competition together, and in the end I was slightly better. It might be because he had more worries, or it might be because I had practiced harder.