As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

They don't need to think about what to do next, nor do they need to read quickly. There is no great pressure pushing them forward, nor is there the whip of anxiety urging them to move forward.

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

Because the scenery along the way is beautiful, they can even stop and admire it, and no one will urge them to stay for a whole day.

This is the slow-paced life they have always dreamed of, but it is somewhat different from the real slow pace.

Heiyang Hongli built their own city-state on the ground. It was a small city that belonged to only the two of them.

From another perspective, they are actually autistic. Closing their minds and escaping from real social interactions will only bring endless loneliness.

But the problem is that they are autistic with the people they love, and they have no idea what loneliness is.

In fact, true loneliness is when you walk among the crowd but no one is willing to stop for you.

I meet and say goodbye to strange faces one by one, and the colorful world becomes only black and white in my eyes. The noisier it is, the more terrifying the silence seems. The louder I laugh, the more it seems like I am covering up the emptiness in my heart.

The equally indifferent faces of men and women of all ages shattered into meaningless mutterings echoing in their ears.

The world is so big, but it seems that there is no place for you to stay. In the loneliness, you can't even shout, and crying is not allowed.

You need to wear the same mask as everyone else, and no matter how painful your inner face is, you must not show it - you will be laughed at.

But while they were laughing, they also envied each other. Perhaps in the near future, they would be able to vent the pain in their hearts.

Until then, keep your mask on.

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

You know that no one will understand your pain, and even the most sincere words will only make people feel annoyed.

The other party is also anxiously rushing to the next goal. No one has time to listen to your true feelings, just as you don’t want to listen to their pretentiousness.

You think that people who lock themselves in a room are lonely, but for them, only then can they truly realize their own existence and realize that they are an independent individual.

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

This is called loneliness.

And these two are a couple who love each other intimately.

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

This is not lonely at all.

The most pitiful people are those who are fearless.

……

"Wait a minute, I'm going to write something down."

Hongli suddenly spoke and pressed the page of the book. Heiyang subconsciously placed his hand over the place he saw to prevent himself from losing the page number.

"uh-huh?"

Heiyang looked at Hongli with a question mark on his face.

"What are you going to write down? Don't tell me that you, Hongli, can pick out good words and sentences when you read books. I'll be scared!"

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

Hongli proudly took out a small pocket notebook, pulled out the pen that was clipped in the notebook, and copied something from the book.

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

"Well……"

Heiyang frowned as he looked at Hongli, who looked like a good girl and was taking notes seriously. He always felt that something was wrong.

"Let me see what you wrote."

Heiyang stretched out his hand to take the notebook, but Hongli turned around and faced the wall, showing the back of her head to Heiyang.

"No."

Hongli snorted softly: "This is the note carefully recorded by the good student Hongli. It took a lot of effort. I can't just show it to you!"

"Ok?"

Heiyang raised his eyebrows and directly pinched Hongli's fair neck, causing the latter's body to stiffen instantly.

"Miss Xiaoli, I allow you to reorganize your words. Are you sure you don't want to show it to me?"

"Ah this..."

Hongli suddenly realized that it was a stupid move to expose her back to a guy who was greedy for her body!

Although lying next to him was not very safe in this regard, at least he would have to turn himself over. Now he didn't even need to turn himself over. He could just open the bag and eat...

Think about what Instant Kill was called at the beginning... Oh yes, the sinister backstab, hiss!

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

Hongli laughed twice, but she couldn't move as her neck was pinched.

"How could I not show it to my dear husband? Not to mention the mere notes, my husband can see anything he wants to see. Hahahaha, hahaha, woohoo, Lord Heiyang, spare my life!"

"That's pretty much it."

Heiyang let go of his hand in satisfaction, and watched Hongli, who was out of trouble, turn around and face him with a smirk, and nodded: "Okay, bring it here."

Hongli: "..."

"Hehe! Come on~"

Hongli smiled sweetly, blinked her eyes, and acted cute maliciously.

Hei Yang: "???"

"Hey, could you please give me some reaction?"

Seeing Heiyang's puzzled expression, Hongli said unhappily, "Your girlfriend Hongli is trying to please you by being cute, can you give her some reaction?

Like having hearts in your eyes and being completely bewildered or something like that?"

"Ha, are you being cute?"

Heiyang showed a shocked expression.

"Aren't you making faces to provoke me?"

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

"I said you're not being cute enough."

"Oh, what a joke. Good-looking people are cute no matter what expression they make. Only those who are not confident in their looks need to have standards!"

Hongli looked at Heiyang and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"How about you show me how?"

"what?"

Heiyang pointed at himself and his eyes widened.

"I'm a tough guy, you want me to show you how cute I am? Don't be kidding me!"

"Hurry up!"

Hongli glared.

"Oh……"

Heiyang curled his lips, thought for a moment, then made a scissors gesture and stretched it out in front of him.

"so?"

"Give Master Hongli a smile!"

"Ah, like this?"

Heiyang forced a smile: "How is it?"

"Well……"

Hong Li frowned and looked at Hei Yang, stretched out her white and tender fingers to lift Hei Yang's chin, and asked, "Well, just like this, this action.

Can you show that expression that is three parts unwillingness, three parts humiliation, three parts shame and anger, and one part forced obedience?

That is to say, imagine that you are a good husband now, but you are blocked in a dead end by a street gangster named Hong Li, who teases you with a smirk on his face. You have tears in your eyes and you resist very much but are powerless to resist. For a moment, your heart is bitter and painful.

Well, that's it, can you make that expression, please please, I really want to see it!"

"I think I should conduct a large-scale review of the books you usually read to purify the waste in your head."

"You can't do that! We are an engaged couple! My behavior is reasonable! You should meet my request!"

"Uh, like this?"

"The emotions are not well rendered."

"So?"

"Act a little more humiliatingly. Well, the other party is really too much. Hongli even stretched out her feet and asked you to lick her toes. Who can tolerate such excessiveness? Just ask who can tolerate it?!

Are you angry? Do you want to punch her in the face? Do you... Hey, what's that expression on your face? It's not like that! You are the weak one!"

"..."

"..."

"Okay, okay, let's see the final effect."

Hongli took the photo stone in her hand, injected spiritual energy into it, and developed an image, revealing Heiyang's funny expression.

"Not bad, isn't it?"

Heiyang looked serious.

"Not bad for you!"

A cross appeared on Hongli's head, and she said speechlessly: "This is totally different from what I thought! I have irritated you so much, but you have such a good temper..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Heiyang stretched out his hand and said in a tone that could not be refused: "If you want to play, I will cooperate. Now let me have some!"

"Uh, just, take a look, okay?"

"Ok?"

Heiyang raised his eyebrows: "I wasn't curious at first, but the more you hid it, the more I wanted to see it."

"Ah this..."

Hongli let out a long breath, snorted, and slapped the small notebook into Heiyang's hand.

"Okay, okay, I'll show you. Are you satisfied?"

"That's pretty much it."

Heiyang opened the little notebook, and he couldn't hold back after reading the first page.

[A collection of swear words used to cleverly scold Heiyang—the recorder, Xiaoli.]

The second page……

【1,************2,**********3,******】

Heiyang looked through it with a dark face, sighed with a complicated expression, and threw it in front of Hongli.

"I'll give it back to you, I really have nothing to say. Hongli, you are my brother and you are my sister. I admit that I spoke a little loudly before, please don't scold me!"

"Unfortunately, I am still inferior to you in terms of cunning and weirdness."

Hong Li put the little notebook away like a treasure, looking unhappy: "You have seen all the results of the past few months, how can I play a decisive effect!"

"I doubt you have more than one notebook. This one is too new."

"Nonsense, of course I have several more. A cunning rabbit has three burrows, don't you understand?

And it’s not all directed at you, there’s also a special article on horse hunting, a collection of quotations on disappearing family trees, and a collection of jargon…”

"Can you remember something serious, something positive and optimistic?"

"Fill in the gaps, I only remember what I think is useful!"

Hongli pointed at herself proudly.