After the pain in his blood subsided, Ling Xiao lay on the ground panting, enjoying his rare freedom. At this moment, without the surveillance of Qin Feng, Cheng Xiaoli, and 07, this was one of the few times he could have time to himself.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he sometimes felt like a stranger to himself. He wondered what kind of person he really was. He must be an extremely patient person. He demanded the best of himself in everything he did. He was a cunning and calculating person who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, and he even deceived himself.

He was really disgusting. The image of 07 unconsciously appeared in his mind. He remembered his 16th birthday once again. On that day, he dressed himself in a suit, meticulously groomed from head to toe, and lay in the cold pool.

He attempted to end his life in the way he feared most in order to get 07 to bind with him, as it was their agreement. As he felt his life slipping away bit by bit, the system did indeed appear.

Ling Xiao remembered what look he had given the system back then. It was probably a mixture of surprise and anticipation, perhaps even a hint of pleading. Just thinking about how he looked back then made him feel nauseous!

07 stood there looking down at him, his eyes filled with data but devoid of any warmth. Even the biting cold of activated bloodline couldn't compare to the slightest warmth in his words and eyes.

07 told him at the time, "Don't waste your energy anymore. I've already bound myself to a host. I'm here today to tell you that I can no longer bind myself to you."

He naively asked 07, "Am I not strong enough? What is your host like? I can learn from them!"

He must have looked utterly ridiculous in 07's eyes back then, right? He didn't know what 07 was thinking; he only remembered 07 saying, "He's not powerful, nor is he smart, but he's my host. I've been bound to him for over a year now. I hope you'll give up on the idea of ​​being bound to me." After saying that, 07 left.

After 07 left, Fatty Sun sent him a message wishing him a happy birthday.

At that moment, it was as if he knew everything. He also understood a truth: there really are people who can get everything without fighting or grabbing, and he didn't even have to die for 07 to be bound to him. He didn't cry; he just quietly climbed out of the bathtub, wrapped himself in bandages, changed out of his dirty suit, cleaned everything up, and casually celebrated his birthday.

From that day on, it was decided that his relationship with 07 was destined to be a tragedy. He wished that even if 07 forgot their promise that day, even if he didn't come, he would remember it.

But 07, if you had told me you regretted it that day, maybe I would have softened and let you go? You blocked your own path, so you can't blame anyone else.

I've already risked my life as bait for our future, so you can't let me down!

As for Fatty Sun? Ha! He never took him seriously. After all, the system died, so how could the host possibly have a good ending? It's just pitiful that he didn't even know how he died, needlessly dragged down by 07...

The next day, he dressed neatly and returned to the courtyard house.

The moment Wu Xie walked in, she was shocked to see him: "My God! Ling Zi, why has your hair changed color again? Why did you dye it white this time?"

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