Chapter 26 Chapter 26 “This question is so difficult…

"Is this question so difficult? It takes so long to think about it?" Sada raised his eyebrows slightly and asked tentatively with a thoughtful look.

"It's not difficult," Bai Tianming smiled, his expression very gentle. "You can call me by my name, or you can do it like before. In short, it's up to you."

"Well then," Sada nodded, a meaningful expression on his face, and said with a half-smile, "Master."

When he said this, it was like holding a melting marshmallow in his mouth. It was sweet, soft, and hot.

Bai Tianming blinked and looked away.

A long time ago, Sada did call Bai Tianming like this, but the way he did it back then was a little different from now.

Although Bai Tianming now cannot figure out why Sada was so obedient to him at that time, he knows very well that there was no confrontation, no tension, no pain, and no blank past between them. It was like a fishbone stuck in the throat, which could not be swallowed or pulled out. It was just painful, reminding him all the time that the past was the past.

The past will not come back and cannot disappear, it is just there.

Before Bai Tianming appeared in front of Sada, Sada was a powerful figure among the demons. He had enough power and time to dress himself up like a polite gentleman.

Because he is not satisfied with his own rights and only among demons, he intends to extend his tentacles of temptation to humans. Humans always tend to believe in existence that is more similar to themselves.

One day, as usual, he dressed up as a human and went to the human market, because he heard that there was a very knowledgeable observer in that market.

Or rather, a fortune teller.

He went to find that person. That person was in a dark and short house, and it seemed that there was no light. After entering, everything was blurry. Only the crystal ball on the table was reflecting light faintly, proving that the light was indeed on.

The fortune teller was wearing a long robe and a hat on his head. His entire face was covered by the shadow of the hat and could not be seen at all when he sat opposite.

Sadah was not interested in the fortune teller's face. He just sat across the table and asked the fortune teller, "I heard that you can tell everything here. Is that true?"

The fortune teller lowered his head, looking at the crystal ball as if it were a world map. His voice was calm and aged, with a slight hoarseness from long hours of work, as he slowly replied, "Yes."

"I want to tell the fortune," Sada hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "myself." My happiness.

Demons are a very emotional species, but because of this, it can be fully proved that they should have abundant emotions, but he is different, his chest is empty.

He has a heart, and his heart is beating, but usually, he can't be happy, just like most of the time, he is not sad at all.

His emotions compared to the other demons around him were like a dry desert compared to a vast ocean. This didn't really hinder his life, but he wondered if he would always be like this or if that would change in the future.

This will help him arrange things later.

He suspected that he was cursed by the enemy during the last battle, which caused him to become like this. He still remembered what the enemy said when he cursed him.

The man looked at him with hatred, his face flushed with excitement and anger, his voice extremely hoarse, sounding like a crow on a branch, his breathing rapid, his chest heaving, full of malicious malice, like a poisonous snake ready to inject venom into the flesh of its prey: "I curse you, your joy will flow from your chest, and when you see it again, it will belong to your enemy."

After hearing this, he didn't think it was a big deal. His enemy used all his strength to cast the curse, and the next moment, he died.

He stood on the dark purple floor of the castle, silently looking at the pale corpse in front of him, thinking: Although being without happiness may be a bad thing, it is much better than losing to the enemy and lying on the ground, dying motionless like this.

At first he didn't take it seriously, but later he realized that his mood had indeed changed, so he found a fortune teller.

The fortune teller squinted his eyes in the shadow under his hat brim, stared at him and asked, "What kind of result do you want?"

Do you want to regain your lost happiness and meet your enemy in advance, or let your enemy die before meeting you, allowing your happiness to continue to slip away?

Sada was silent for a while. He felt that there was not much difference. After thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to meet him earlier so that he could confirm whether he was really affected by the curse.

"I want to see it." My lost happiness. If there is such a thing. Sada said calmly.

The fortune teller seemed to laugh, and then asked him in an old voice: "I will only tell you fortunes for you if you pay me. I have something I like, are you willing to give it to me?"

"What?" Sada asked the fortune teller. He didn't think he couldn't afford the price; he was just curious about what the fortune teller, who could predict everything, would charge him.

"I want your happiness for a long time to come, for a period of time," the fortune teller said slowly, "exchanging happiness for happiness, this is reasonable."

Sada blinked. He didn't think there was anything to be sad about right now. Even if he lost his happiness for a while in the future, it wouldn't be much worse. He agreed, "Okay."

The fortune teller smiled slightly on his old face, nodded, and used his crystal ball. The crystal ball began to glow, and mists of various colors swirled in the crystal ball.

After a while, the light of the crystal ball began to gradually weaken, and the mist in the crystal ball gradually lost its color and stopped.

The fortune teller withdrew his hand, looked at Sadah slowly and said, "Leave here and return to hell. When you see the devil, you will see what you want."

Sada blinked slowly, half believing and half doubting, then stood up: "Can I leave now?"

The fortune teller nodded and closed his eyes, as if very tired: "I have already collected the price, you can go now."

Sada left the fortune teller's residence and on the way back to hell, he realized that someone had killed his clone and taken away his heart. Later, he met Bai Tianming.

When he saw Bai Tianming, happiness came back to him in waves, and he knew that there was no mistake, this was the person he was looking for.

He remembered the curse, which said that his happiness belonged to his enemies. So, by killing Bai Tianming, he should be able to get his happiness back.

He wanted to kill Bai Tianming, but when he held Bai Tianming's heart, he was controlled by happiness. He felt that there was no need to regard Bai Tianming as an enemy.

In this case, Bai Tianming can be his master, they are no longer enemies, and the curse will naturally no longer hold.

Until the day before Bai Tianming left, Sada did not realize exactly when the fortune teller had taken away his happiness. He even suspected that the fortune teller had let him go without charging any price.

After Bai Tianming left, he understood that it was during this period that he could not get happiness, only pain, and the hatred that grew day after day like mold in the corner of the wall on a rainy day.

Now that Bai Tianming was right in front of him, that strange, terrible happiness came back, and he found it difficult to control his emotions.

He wanted to hate Bai Tianming, but when Bai Tianming stood in front of him, he couldn't hate him. What was there to hate about such a happy thing? Bai Tianming knew nothing.

He wanted to be happy, but seeing Bai Tianming's clueless expression, he couldn't be happy. Why was I the only one who felt so hurt when something so painful happened?

Sadar closed his eyes.

Bai Tianming didn't dare to approach him because of his gloomy appearance, but when he saw the complicated expression that flashed across his face, he could probably guess how sad he had been.

After a slight hesitation, Bai Tianming approached him and held him. He suddenly opened his eyes, as if burned by charcoal fire, and looked at Bai Tianming with great surprise.

Bai Tianming smiled at him and said, "You must be very tired after traveling all this way here. Do you want to sit next to me for a while?"

Sada didn't speak for a moment, but the expression on his face was blank. He didn't expect Bai Tianming to treat him the same way as before. After all, the past was a long time ago.

Bai Tianming did not forget him, which was within his expectations. However, it was a fact that he had just tried to kill Bai Tianming. Didn't Bai Tianming care?

Bai Tianming pulled him to sit on the stone next to him while he was in a daze, and sat down next to him. He put his arm around his shoulders, pulled him towards him, and whispered, "I know what you're thinking, and I don't care."

Sadah looked at him without blinking, and smiled briefly, with a pale expression on his face, as if he had nothing, standing on the cliff with an empty back. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Don't you care?"

So you don't care about me either? No matter what I do, in your eyes, it's like I don't exist?

Bai Tianming sighed at his stubborn thoughts and let him go: "I know you can't kill me."

Sadah laughed, as if he had drunk a whole bottle of mint lemonade on a summer day.

He laughed so hard that he was out of breath and almost slipped off the stone, and even the tailor-made suit on his body was wrinkled.

Bai Tianming helped him up, and he buried his head in Bai Tianming's arms, closed his eyes, and hugged him. The sound suddenly disappeared, and the breathing also disappeared. The tail was wrapped around Bai Tianming's wrist, like a ivy lying on the wall, the blood-pink color showing through the dark fur.