Chapter 93 Bai Shizi 1 I don’t know if a person is deceived by himself...

"So this is what happened. I really don't know you, and I don't know your past. Seeing that you were so anxious to find me, and in this amusement park where people always die for no apparent reason, I had to lie to you." An Rao sat on the perfectly soft sofa in his room 1429. It was rare for the shrewd lawyer An to be so honest and tell everything about himself.

"Feel sorry……"

Baichuan did not sit on the sofa as well, but stood far away by the window. The unchanging white light outside the window cut the stern man standing with his back to the light into a sharp shadow. In this contrast between light and dark, he quietly stared at the... liar sitting on the sofa.

An Rao, who was wearing a luxurious lace princess dress in the Colorful City, has now changed back into her usual simple white shirt and black pants. Her white hair could not be successfully turned back after she walked out of the Colorful City. It only returned to silver and sparkled under the lights.

Against the backdrop of the dazzling silver hair, the young man's already bright features appeared even more dazzling. He even looked like a person in a painting because of his gorgeous silver semi-long hair, so pure and snow-white that it was beyond description. For a moment, Baichuan was in a trance, as if he had once owned a beloved object, which was snow-white, soft and full of fragrance.

The feathers under the earlobes swayed slightly, and the rustling sound of snow in the colorful city inexplicably rang in my ears, but it seemed different from the sound of snow, as if it was the flapping of birds' wings, or the closing of flower petals.

Baichuan suddenly remembered that the silver hair was not caused by anything else, but precisely because of himself, because of the long-lasting cherry blossom snow. Even if An Rao lied to himself that she was not An Rao, his feelings could not be deceived. The dreamy pink snow in the hourglass and the silver hair of the person in front of him could not be deceived.

Baichuan thought of the kiss under the cold moonlight that was as red as cold fire, and the strange reactions of his body. He was unable to disassemble and analyze the strange emotions and reactions in himself. It was all so strange, so strange that it was simply not himself. Both the involuntary physical changes that he had never experienced before and the person in front of him were strange to him.

Strange, but with a closeness that is almost blind.

But when he woke up in this amusement park, in a pale daze, he clearly only remembered a voice, a steady, powerful and unquestionable voice repeatedly saying in his mind: Anrao, Anrao, Anrao...

He thought that as long as he found this person named An Rao, everything would be solved. Who is he, where is he from, what he needs to do here, and where is he going, all of these would have answers. However, he didn't expect that when he really found this person, not only was his puzzle not solved at all, but more puzzles were added.

He even had no right to blame the dejected young man named An Rao in front of him. How could he open his heart to him? He just searched recklessly with all his heart, but he never said that he would not blame anyone even if the result was not good after he found it. In this amusement park full of demons, it was the most correct thing to do not reveal one's true identity to anyone. An Rao's choice was impeccable.

only……

An Rao stared at the ground with his head down. On the ground was the image of Bai Chuan, tall, fierce, and cold. He was a little nervous. He didn't know how a person would react after being deceived by him for so long. Would he want to beat him up? At least he would have to ridicule and humiliate him with words and then walk away...

After all, Baichuan had always been honest with me and even risked his life to save me, but I had been lying to him.

After coming out of the exit of the Colorful City, Bai Chuan's face was so gloomy that he looked like he wanted to eat someone. He grabbed An Rao's arm and rushed to the hotel with a cold face. Su Ming was anxious to stop him but was held down by Shi Yirou: "Why are you getting involved in the quarrel between young couples?"

Just as Su Ming was stunned and unable to react, Bai Chuan quickly pulled An Rao into the elevator. In a flash, An Rao only managed to get himself the benefit of negotiating in his own room 1429.

Whoever is on the territory has the power of control. An Rao demanded to negotiate on his own territory even though he was in the wrong. He is indeed a lawyer who would not give an inch. However, Bai Chuan was stunned for only a second, and then readily agreed - the speed was so fast that An Rao felt that the matter might not be that simple.

From the time the door was closed until now, An Rao had been the only one talking, while the person standing in front of the window remained silent. An Rao looked at the black figure in front of him anxiously, not knowing how Bai Chuan would react. The sunlight made his figure slightly deformed, making him look taller and thinner, like a cold and sharp weapon.

After a long silence, the weapon finally moved. An Rao looked up towards the window. His expression could not be seen clearly in the backlight, but An Rao could still feel the gaze from Bai Chuan's eyes. They were like ice and snow, sharp and fierce, like some large beast, with a domineering aura that would never let go of its prey.

All the hairs on An Rao's body stood up.

"I just want to know one thing." Bai Chuan's voice was deep and gorgeous, like a piece of luxurious but low-key brocade, which made An Rao's heart tremble. The tall figure in front of him took a step closer and stopped at the edge of the intersection with An Rao's figure.

An Rao looked up at Bai Chuan in a daze. He left the bleak white light. The gentle cream-colored light from the indoor floor lamp began to spread from the tip of his nose to his whole body. Bai Chuan's deep and handsome facial features slowly emerged from the light and shadow, like a miracle, silent but gorgeous. An Rao felt that his heart skipped a beat and began to become extremely chaotic.

Unlike An Rao, Bai Chuan's hair immediately returned to its original black color after coming out of the Colorful City. His face was still stern, and the white feathers by his ears were spotless, as if the grand blue blizzard and the waterfall of white hair in the city were just an illusion, just a show that passed without a trace. Bai Chuan, who came out of the game, was still that hard, emotionless and cold man.

"What?" In a daze, An Rao heard his own voice coming from a distant place.

"I want to know if the pink snow," Bai Chuan's figure finally completely covered An Rao, "that hug," a dry big hand held the young man's beautiful and slender chin, "that kiss," his light eyes were filled with An Rao's entire figure, and his other hand pretended to accidentally play with An Rao's already long silver hair, "are they all real."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Chuan's lips covered An Rao's without giving him any chance to escape. He seemed determined to get an answer from the person on the sofa. He pinched An Rao's chin with one hand and used the other hand, which was originally fiddling with his silver hair, to clamp the back of the young man's head, making it impossible for him to dodge.

Baichuan's body temperature is always very low. Sometimes when An Rao touches him inadvertently, he will be shocked by Baichuan's icy body temperature. Compared to a person, he is more like a sculpture of a god who can talk, breathe and move, so perfect that he is not of this world.

At this moment, Wenliang's thin lips covered hers. They were unexpectedly soft, but in the softness there was an irresistible dominance. An Rao subconsciously raised his hand to gently push him away, and this little struggle obviously angered Bai Chuan. He squeezed the hand on An Rao's chin even tighter: "Don't hide."

"Lawyer An, is it your instinct as a lawyer to lie with open eyes?" There was a deeper and heavier emotion in Baichuan's light eyes. An Rao couldn't understand it, but he was afraid instinctively. The hand that was pushing away Baichuan became stiff, making him seem even more resistant.

"An Rao," Bai Chuan's hand, which was originally pressing on the back of his head, slid to the back of his neck, as if he was a beast holding its prey. "You have the courage to negotiate with the monster in the well that you haven't even seen when your life is hanging by a thread, but you don't have the courage to face me?"

An Rao didn't know what to say. He wanted to deny it, but his silver hair left him nowhere to hide. And it seemed impossible to admit it. This was a monster's playground. He didn't know who Baichuan was, what his purpose was, or how the cracks on his body came about. What's more, he was afraid. He was afraid deep down. More than 20 years of being deceived and betrayed made him understand that he must never give his feelings to anyone. If he didn't give, he wouldn't be hurt. Heartlessness was the only shell that could protect him.

But now, someone saw the crack in the shell and insisted on barging in to ask if it was okay.

No, An Rao's reason told him that he had been hiding well and he couldn't fail here. This was not the Colorful City. He couldn't indulge his emotions and give others the opportunity to hurt him in this cannibalistic amusement park, especially when the person he was facing was Baichuan, who was invincible in all the amusement projects!

Baichuan couldn't understand An Rao's hesitation. His world was very simple. If there were difficulties, he would solve them. If there were problems, he would find answers. But what he saw in An Rao was a thick fog that he couldn't sort out no matter how hard he tried. An Rao made him instinctively want to get close to her, but he was also instinctively afraid of her.

He hated this feeling, and An Rao's hesitation at this moment made him inexplicably irritated. He wanted an answer, but his body even reacted to this idea first, and he clamped An Rao's hand even tighter.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Before the cool yet soft lips touched her again, An Rao used almost all his strength to push Baichuan away, and then rushed into the bathroom in a panic.

"Wow--" The showerhead created a localized heavy rain, and the warm water vapor quickly filled the entire bathroom. An Rao raised his hand and wiped the mirror in front of the sink. In the hazy mist, he saw a thin figure. Large patches of red skin were exposed in his disheveled clothes due to his hard struggle. His semi-long silver hair made the red at the end of his eyes more gorgeous. His equally lush and watery lips and the red and purple pinch mark on his chin all showed how strong Baichuan had been just now.

"How cruel." An Rao raised the back of his hand and wiped his slightly swollen lips. There was a sound of a door closing outside. An Rao looked at the mirror with his eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he walked into the rain.

There was no blood or dirt in the Colorful City, but An Rao still stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When he closed his eyes, he could see Shi Ge's pale, shriveled corpse. He thought about what it felt like to have all his emotions eaten away. He could hardly imagine himself or Bai Chuan becoming the walking corpses like the last citizens of the Colorful City. But even so, he still didn't dare to face Bai Chuan's questions - especially in this cannibalistic amusement park.

An Rao didn't want to lie to him, but once he nodded, it meant that both he and Bai Chuan had a soft spot in the amusement park. An Rao turned off the water, dried himself hastily, and walked out barefoot in his bathrobe.

There were four white stones on the table, with silver cracks all over the pure white background. An Rao sat at the table, playing with the stones while trying to get Bai Chuan out of his mind. He opened the "Garden Guide" that was thrown on the table with the stones. There were a total of ten rules on it. It seemed that except for the rules about the white stones, almost all the other rules had been used. Even the circus had an answer. So what about the white stones? He was not punished for holding these stones. The purpose of these rules could not be to scare people.

An Rao shook his head almost subconsciously. There was not a single word of nonsense in the rules in the "Garden Guide". It was just that he had not yet triggered its effectiveness mechanism.

But shouldn’t the mechanism for making it effective be that the stone is not destroyed?