How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

They don't need to think about what to do next, nor do they need to rush through the text. There is no great pressure pushing them forward, nor is there an anxious whip lashing them forward.

They were like travelers walking hand in hand, not caring about where the next stop was, and not in a hurry to reach their destination.

Because the scenery along the way is so beautiful, they can even stop and admire it, and stay for a whole day without anyone rushing them.

This is the slow-paced life they've always dreamed of, but it's somewhat different from a truly slow-paced life.

Hei Yang and Hong Li built their own city-state on the ground, a small city that belonged only to the two of them.

From another perspective, this can actually be considered autism. Closing themselves off from reality and social interaction only leads to endless loneliness.

The problem is that they isolate themselves with the people they love, so they don't feel loneliness at all.

In fact, true loneliness is when you walk in a crowd and no one stops for you.

One unfamiliar face after another is encountered and then bid farewell forever. The vibrant colors in the eyes are reduced to black and white. The more noisy it is, the more terrifying the silence feels. The louder the laughter, the more it seems to be covering up the emptiness in one's heart.

The equally indifferent faces of the old and young, men and women, shattered into meaningless murmurs echoing in my ears.

The world is so vast, yet it seems there is no place for me. In my loneliness, I cannot even shout, let alone cry.

You need to wear the same mask as everyone else, and you can't show your inner face no matter how painful it is—otherwise you'll be laughed at.

While they laughed at each other, they also envied each other, perhaps in the near future, they too could vent their deepest pain.

Until then, make sure your mask stays on and doesn't fall off.

Walking in the darkness, waiting for a brief dawn to arrive at an unknown moment, and then falling into darkness again, until you can no longer take another step.

You know no one will understand your suffering, and even the most sincere words will only annoy people.

The other person is just as anxiously rushing to their next goal, and no one has time to listen to your innermost thoughts, just as you don't want to listen to their sentimentality.

You might think that people who lock themselves in their rooms are lonely, but for them, only then can they truly realize their own existence and that they are independent individuals.

Touching my own heartbeat, ah, I'm still alive.

This is what loneliness truly is.

These two are a loving couple.

They are financially independent and in good health. They can do anything together, express all their emotions in front of each other, know that they are unique to each other, and know that someone cares about them.

This is not lonely at all.

The most pitiful people are those who have no fear.

……

"Wait a minute, I need to write something down."

Hongli suddenly spoke up and pressed down on the page. Heiyang subconsciously placed his hand under the page he could see to prevent himself from losing the page number later.

"uh-huh?"

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li with a puzzled expression.

"Write down what? Don't tell me you, Hongli, copy down good words and phrases when you read books, or I'll be shocked!"

"That's right! Just what you think!"

Hongli proudly pulled out a small notebook, took out a pen from inside, and began copying something from the book.

"This is a habit I developed when I was in the Five Elements Sect. Doesn't it make me seem more like a great woman of talent?"

"Well……"

Hei Yang frowned as he watched Hong Li, who looked like an obedient girl, diligently taking notes, and felt that something was not right.

"Let me see what you wrote."

Hei Yang reached out to take the notebook, but Hong Li turned around and faced the wall, showing Hei Yang the back of her head.

"No."

Hongli snorted lightly: "These are notes that Hongli, a good student, took very seriously. She put a lot of effort into them, so I can't just show them to you!"

"Ok?"

Hei Yang raised an eyebrow and directly grabbed Hong Li's fair neck, causing her body to stiffen instantly.

"Miss Xiao Li, I'll allow you to rephrase your words. Are you sure you don't want me to see it?"

"Ah this..."

Hong Li suddenly realized that exposing her back to some guy who was lusting after her body was really out of his mind!

While lying next to him isn't exactly safe either, at least then he'd have to turn himself over. Now, there's no need to turn him over at all; it's ready to eat right out of the bag...

Think about what Instant Kill was called back then... Oh right, insidious backstab, ouch!

"Hahaha, how could that be? I was just kidding, hahaha!"

Hong Li chuckled twice, unable to move as the back of her neck was being gripped.

"How could I not show it to my dear husband? Let alone a mere notebook, my lord, you can see whatever you want, hahaha, hahaha, waaaaah, Lord Black Sun, have mercy!"

"That's pretty much it."

Hei Yang released his grip with satisfaction, watching as the freed Hong Li turned around abruptly, grinning sheepishly as she faced him. He nodded, "Alright, give it to me."

Hongli: "..."

Hehe! No way~

Hongli flashed a sweet smile, blinked, and deliberately acted cute.

Hei Yang: "???"

"Hey, can you please give me some kind of response?"

Seeing Hei Yang's puzzled expression, Hong Li said somewhat unhappily, "Your girlfriend Hong Li is trying to please you by being cute, can you give her some reaction?"

For example, someone whose eyes light up with hearts, completely captivated by someone?

"Ha, you're being cute?"

Hei Yang looked shocked.

"Weren't you making a face at me to provoke me?"

"What do you mean?! You're saying I'm not cute enough?!"

"I'm saying your attempt at being cute isn't up to standard."

"Ha, what a joke! Good-looking people look cute no matter what expression they make. Only those who are insecure about their looks need to talk about standards!"

Hongli looked at Heiyang, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Why don't you demonstrate it for me?"

"what?"

Hei Yang pointed to himself, his eyes widening.

"I'm all about the tough guy image, you think I'd act cute for you? Don't be ridiculous!"

"Hurry up!"

Hong Li glared at her.

"Oh……"

Hei Yang pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and then held up a peace sign.

"so?"

"Give Grandpa Hongli a smile!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Hei Yang forced a smile: "How was it?"

"Well……"

Hongli frowned as she looked at Heiyang, then reached out her fair fingers to lift Heiyang's chin and asked, "Um, like this, this movement."

Can you show an expression that conveys three parts resentment, three parts humiliation, three parts shame and indignation, and one part forced submission?

In other words, imagine you are a respectable married man, but you are cornered in a dead end by Hong Li, a street thug, who harasses you with a wicked grin. You are tearful, resisting strongly but powerless to fight back, and feel a bitter and aching pain in your heart.

Okay, that's it. Can you make that kind of expression? Please, please, I really want to see it!

"I think I should conduct a large-scale review of the books you usually read, and clean up the junk in your head."

"You can't do that! We're engaged! My actions are perfectly reasonable! You should grant my request!"

"Uh, like this?"

"The emotional portrayal was inadequate."

"So?"

"Make it even more humiliating, hmm, the other party went too far. Hong Li even stretched out her toes and made you lick her toes. Who could tolerate something so outrageous?! Who could tolerate that?!"

Are you furious? Do you want to punch her in the face? Hey, what's with that expression?! That's not it! You're the one who's at a disadvantage!

"..."