Xia Yuan was about to bite it, but suddenly stopped.

He lowered his eyebrows in frustration, his eyes full of self-blame.

Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan, how can you bite a blood clan like a blood clan in order to gain strength?

Ying Sitong also discovered this. He was like an Apple that had just been fully charged. He wanted to play a game, but when he was halfway through, the screen suddenly became black because of the power consumption too quickly.

A thin layer of mist was covered in the eyes of the beautiful young woman in the blood race, and her eyes turned from surprise to doubt.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

Xia Yuan turned around and stood on the ground.

Before Ying Sitong could react, she could only hear a bang.

Xia Yuan had already opened the door and walked out.

Only the beautiful young woman from the blood clan was left sitting alone on the edge of the bed, staring at the door of the room.

"What's crazy about this guy today?"

...

Xia Yuan walked alone on the empty street.

It was snowing in the imperial capital and the sky was foggy.

Although the surroundings were cold, he was not aware of it.

Xia Yuan was tired of walking, so he found a stone bench on the corner of the street and sat down.

A willow tree in the distance sprouted, and a stray dog ​​urinated under the tree.

He has been thinking about a question:

He needs Ying Sitong, do he likes her or desires the power she brings to him?

Logically speaking, when he starts to degenerate, it should be a good thing for him.

Because this will help to resolve the connection between him and Ying Sitong, he will no longer have to be controlled by others, be worried all day long, and no longer have to provide blood to Ying Sitong every month.

However, he was not happy at all.

On the contrary, my heart is like the streets of the imperial capital in March, foggy and empty.

But Xia Yuan was not sure whether this reason came from regret about losing power or was about to leave Ying Sitong.

He just sat like this, and I don't know how long it took, and the sky gradually darkened.

The dog peeding under the tree in the distance was staring at him for some reason.

Xia Yuan thought to himself, maybe this is the deep malicious intention of single dogs towards married people?

When the sky was completely dark, he realized that he had been leaving the hotel for a long time.

The street was covered with cold wind, making the face hurt.

The air in the imperial capital is dry and hazy, so the wind is dry and cold, just like being slapped in the face with someone, but it hurts, but it is not cold.

Xia Yuan touched his lips and found that it was a bit dry and cracked.

After [Degenerate], it seems that the body also becomes fragile.

I took out my phone and found that there were more than 20 missed calls.

Most of them were beaten by Ying Sitong, and a few were Jiang Xiaoling.

It was at this moment that his cell phone rang, and it was Zhang Shiting who called it.

Xia Yuan hesitated for a moment and started to pick it up.

My aunt asked him in a slight manner, "What's wrong with you? I called Sitong just now, and she said you are a little strange today and haven't returned to the hotel yet.

I don’t answer the phone call, and I’m afraid you will die outside.”

“…”

Xia Yuan smiled bitterly. Is there anyone who curses his only relative in the world like this?

"I'm fine," Xia Yuan said lightly, tightening his clothes, "I'm just thinking about a philosophical question."

The stray dog ​​across the street changed his position and continued to look at him.

Perhaps, this is the favorable feeling cultivated by time?

Is it the same thing that he and Ying Sitong have fallen in love over time? In fact, they have forgotten each other's identity?

The feelings that transcend species may be just like him and this dog, but the intersecting eyes of each other create dependence, that's all.

"What philosophical question?" My aunt's voice slowed down a little, and she asked with concern, "Tell me, I will give you some answers. After the answer, I will go back to the hotel."

"Forehead……"

Xia Yuan thought about it, but didn't know how to explain it to her.

You can't say that Ying Sitong is a blood clan, right?

He thought for a while and asked, "In this world, there is a plant that is motivated to grow into a towering tree. One day, a mistletoe grew on its body. This tree thinks mistletoe is so annoying. Not only does it entangle it, but it also absorbs its own nutrients every day.

It was not until one day when he stumbled upon it to get rid of this mistletoe that it finally realized-

It turns out that it is the real mistletoe, the one who constantly absorbs nutrients from mistletoe and grows up healthily.

So, what should I do with this self-righteous humble plant?"

After hearing Xia Yuan's words, the other end of the phone fell into silence.

If it weren't for my aunt's heavy breathing, he would have thought the other party would have hung up the phone long ago.

Zhang Shiting's emotions were a little out of control. She couldn't say a word for a long time, but she just wiped her tears from the other end of the phone.

Oh my God.

This child finally grew up and realized how he had squeezed his aunt out of all these years, but she was willing to do so.

"Listen to me," my aunt burst into tears. When she heard such words, she suddenly felt that being single for so many years was worth it. "If you think about it this way, they are not parasitic relationships, but mother and son."

"Mother and son?" Xia Yuan frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Mother raises children, not that he is a mother's parasite. Dedication does not require reward is motherhood, but it is precisely because she loves this child deeply."

"Um..." Xia Yuan gritted his teeth and savored her words carefully.

"But how can you be sure that this is love? What if you make her miss the love that should belong to her and her life because of your own selfishness?"

Xia Yuan paused for a moment and sighed dimly:

"Maybe she could live happier without this parasite?"

"How could that happen?" Zhang Shiting burst into tears when she heard it, "This is not his fault. Maybe it's just that her mother is reluctant to let go. Why don't you ask her what she thinks?"

"What did she think..." Xia Yuan was suddenly stunned.

Yes, what Ying Sitong thought, he never seemed to care about it.

"Mother loves her children because she hopes that she can thrive and eventually she has to let go.

When one day when the child grows up, he will become a towering tree that makes his mother proud and worthy of relying on.

This is not parasitic, this is love, entanglement, and mutual dedication."

When it comes to being moved, my aunt is already crying.

"Okay, I get it."

After communicating with Zhang Shiting, Xia Yuan's depression was relieved a little. He decided not to rely on the power of the blood clan and to work hard to become a person worthy of Ying Sitong's dependence.

Xia Yuan stood up from the chair and just walked a few steps when he found a stray dog ​​rushing over.

What the hell is this?

After a long time, it was not because it was dependent on him, but because there was a piece of meat bone under his seat.

...

Before he returned to the hotel at night, Xia Yuan met Jiang Xiaoling first at the corner of the street.

"I heard you had a conflict with the young lady?"

Xia Yuan didn't look at her and said as he walked, "Yes, I almost bit her today."

"ha?"

Jiang Xiaoling followed his pace closely.

"Is it wrong?"

"Do you think I'm like a psychopath?"

"You are..." Jiang Xiaoling wanted to speak but stopped, unable to bear to stimulate him, for fear of continuing to expand the conflict.

She slammed her lips and sighed, "Actually, I understand this kind of psychology."

Xia Yuan suddenly stopped, and a sudden brake was almost hit by Jiang Xiaoling who was catching up from behind.
To be continued...