The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"The most intuitive manifestation of greed is the desire to get out of control, what you get, what you can't get, and the value on both sides of the balance are tampered with at will. This is where the crime of greed is cruel."

"Yes, but this seems to have nothing to do with me?"

"Is it really?"

Chang'e asked back, but she didn't give Wu Ye a chance to answer. She returned the spoon directly to Wu Ye's hand, wrapped her hands around Wu Ye's hand, and tightly grasped the greedy weapon of crime.

Her lowered eyelids were like a curtain of night, covering all the colors under the sun, and her thin lips parted slightly, as if singing:

"One day all the weapons of great crime will return to your hands. This time, you must remember it and never lose it again."

"Hey, what does this mean..."

Chang'e's sudden performance caught Wu Ye off guard, and there seemed to be too many details hidden in what he said just now that he could not ignore.

"Oh, by the way, I seem to be a god too, how about letting me calculate your fate for you?"

"..."

All the depth and gloom disappeared, and Chang'e's childlike joyful mood was like a typhoon, disrupting the previous atmosphere.

Chang'e's crappy way of changing the subject made Wu Ye ashamed, but he had to admit that although the other party's method was unreliable, it was very effective.

This great sage of the Moon City seems to have a natural charm that makes people unable to resist her decision. It seems that there is an invisible force that can subtly change other people's minds.

"Hmm--palm reading seems a bit outdated, let me read the face."

The playful colorful clouds are lingering, and Chang'e seems to have returned to the unscrupulous appearance when they first met:

"You, you've been lucky recently, haven't you?"

"...No, my luck is not bad at all, very unlucky."

Knowing that Chang'e no longer intends to continue talking about the topic just now, Wu also had no choice but to continue playing fortune-telling games with the other party.

As for why he did it?He didn't even know the reason. Before the brain thought, the body had already started to respond.

Perhaps there is really an invisible force at work.

"Hmm, your popularity seems to be good recently? I have met a lot of new friends. Has the achievement of 'making 100 friends' been achieved?"

It seems that things like blood relationship are really not just talk, and Wu Ye has ten thousand reasons to believe that Chang'e is definitely born in an abandoned house like Kaguya.

"It doesn't exist. Recently, I just feel that I may have committed too many crimes in my previous life. I owe them all. What kind of guys did I meet..."

"That's great, sounds interesting."

"Are you really listening to what I have to say?"

Wu also collapsed a little.

"Okay, let's continue, the next thing is the favorability of the opposite sex, uh—it seems to be very strong, recently, has a sister cook for you? Or is it a love bento?"

"Well, this one really exists. Not only did it cook, but it also sent me to Santuhe for a day trip."

"Very well, the next step is to summarize."

"Hehe... eh?!"

In good conscience, although Chang'e seems to be at odds with Wu Ye in character, it cannot be denied that she is the most beautiful among all the girls Wu Ye has ever met.

This kind of beauty is not only about the appearance, but involves a conceptual gap, and there is a sense of authority that combines the best of the world.

So at the moment Chang'e reached out to hug him, his brain inevitably fell into a brief blank.

"Chang, Miss Chang'e, what are you...?!"

Wu was also a little speechless.

The girl's fragrance left its mark on his body, and the taste of Ruan Xiangruyu in his arms was not something a young magician like Wu Ye who had been single for seventeen years could bear.

His brain told him that at this time, the two of them should ask each other separately, but the nerves in his body seemed to be hypnotized and completely out of control.

Maintaining a rigid posture and being hugged tightly by Chang'e, Wu didn't know what to say, and his tongue seemed to be tied up after calling out the other party's name.

Just when he was about to be overwhelmed by this embarrassment, Chang'e finally spoke.

The words are not like a joke, there is no heaviness, there is only one point of cherishing and three points of worry.

"Listen carefully, you must not forget a word of what I say next."

Pressing Wu Ye's head on her shoulder, Chang'e pressed close to his ear and said word by word:

"Never trust yourself."

"what……?"

"All the decisions you make in accordance with your heart are wrong, so never believe in yourself, no matter what happens, just act in the opposite direction of what you think."

Chang'e's words seem to be encouraging, but they seem to be completely opposite to the general encouragement. At least Wu has never heard the words "never believe in yourself".

"I'm not kidding, I want to escape from this hopeless situation, I can only do this, it's fate, the shining teenage years are coming to an end, so at least, don't cry when you wake up. "

After leaning over to say these words in her ear, Chang'e let go of Wu Ye gently, and seeing the other's bewildered expression, she stretched out her hand to smooth the other's slightly frowning brows:

"Hurry up and become stronger, Takeya, time is running out, time is running out."

"why……"