Chapter 74 Section fifteen

Going a little further, is the best place to be with that person. On the desolate rocky beach, Ding Yan maintained an expression of peace, as if what he was going to was just a random place. "Definitely." Behind him, Kui Yan, who had been frowning and hugging him, suddenly stopped him. "What?" He turned back. "I've been thinking about a question since just now." Kui Yan stared at his face, "Have we really known each other for so many years?" He replied with a funny look. "I'm not afraid of you laughing, when you ruined Asong's red line and that man, I was frightened by you." Kui Yan said seriously, "At that moment, I suddenly wondered if I really knew you."

"Only you have the answer to this question." He shrugged and turned away. Kui Yan grabbed his arm: "I once asked you why you can make no mistakes. You said that the authorities are obsessed and go too far. What do you mean? Now we are about to step down from the priesthood. Can you tell me the answer clearly?" He raised his head, took a long breath, turned around, smiled, stretched out a finger, tapped Kuiyan's left eye, then tapped his heart, and finally touched the little finger of his left hand superior. Kui Yan's eyes followed his fingers, not knowing why.

"These three places are where the glands of love are located." He said slowly, "Love starts from the eyes, then enters the heart, and then enters the fingers, forming the lines of marriage. Those red lines will not appear for no reason, even human beings. No exception. Asong thinks that human beings are born with marriage lines, which is wrong, because human beings are the most emotional species, so the love glands are often opened up quickly, and the red line naturally grows smoothly. Although monsters also have love glands , but usually not very developed, so there are very few monsters that can grow marriage lines, unless they are really affectionate."

"That's the case, why bother to destroy Ah Song's red line?" Kui Yan was puzzled, "It took so much hard work and a good look to do it!" "Using affection deeply does not mean using affection correctly." He patted Kui Yan on the shoulder and smiled, "If the authorities are obsessed, too much is too much." Kui Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But you are still too strict for doing this." "When you see something wrong, you must correct it cleanly. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles." He smiled. "But, seeing Ah Song like that, you don't feel uncomfortable at all?"

"Kui Yan, everyone in the heavens is curious about the red cloth that covers my eyes." He suddenly jumped to an irrelevant topic, "You have also asked to see the eyes of Yuelao under the red cloth countless times?" "We're not talking about your eyes now!" "Since you are about to step down, I will satisfy your wish." He stretched out his hand, gently grabbed the red cloth that had been following him over his eyes, and slowly pulled it down. Kui Yan stared in astonishment at this face that she had known for many years but had never seen in full, God, what a pair of beautiful eyes!The light brown pupils seemed to be embedded with the essence of the sun and the moon, making it impossible for people to look away from their admiring eyes.

But what then? Why does such a pair of perfect eyes have a long and deep red scar under the left eye, close to the lower eyelash? Decided to smile: "I cut off my love glands." There was a "boom" in Kui Yan's mind. "So, I'm an old man who won't be emotional to anyone." He tied the red cloth back again, "Only in this way can I always be a sober bystander, and deal with it objectively and correctly apart from feelings. All emotions." Kui Yan opened her mouth slightly, and murmured: "Yue Lao who has lost his love glands..." "Yes." The assertion said easily, "So, don't be confused about me anymore. Let's go, that person is still waiting for us."

"Definitely..." He looked at this old friend who was walking alone in the night, the red cloth was flying in the wind along with his hair, a thin silver moon hung in front of him, and the gray pebbles were moving along the dry riverbed Extension, at this moment, he is no different from him in heaven, always very quiet, so quiet that he is lonely...