Li Zhiyuan spoke again: "Why do you not wish for yourself to appear here?"

Shadow: "Why do you think I would tell you?"

Li Zhiyuan: "If you didn't want to chat, you wouldn't have spoken up just now."

Shadow: "Hmm... I originally thought I was dead, but my presence here proves I'm not."

"You're not dead?"

"What, you think I should be happy about that?"

"No..." Li Zhiyuan reached out to cover his chest, "I feel sad because of it."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, but it seems that if you were dead, it would be a very joyful thing."

"Indeed, to me."

Li Zhiyuan: "No, it's to me."

The shadow was silent.

Li Zhiyuan continued: "Why aren't you dead?"

"Hmm?"

"What's wrong with you, why aren't you dead, why don't you go die properly? You should be dead!"

The shadow lowered its head, carefully observing the boy.

The boy's sense of loss and regret did not seem fake.

But it's hard to imagine, a little fellow with incomplete memories, truly feels sad that he's still alive, and it's sincere.

Shadow: "Sorry to disappoint you."

Li Zhiyuan: "I should be the one apologizing, wishing you to die without reason, cursing you."

The shadow shook its head: "No, it's a blessing."

Then, one big and one small, one clear and one blurry, the two fell into silence again.

This time, it was the shadow that broke the silence, he asked:

"What is your surname?"

"Li, my name is Li Zhiyuan. But I'm not sure if that's accurate here."

"Oh, so it's Li."

"Are you worried about something?"

"No." The shadow waved a hand, "Because I've never left descendants, I'm very sure."

"Doesn't it seem strange?"

"If you live long enough, or exist long enough, you'll have thoughts like this too."

"Living too long isn't interesting, it'll wash away all the good memories."

"Agreed," the shadow laughed, "Haha, seems like your real age must be quite old, if not eighty, then at least seventy."

"I suppose." Li Zhiyuan tapped his temple again, interrupting his instinctual thought process, "I feel a strange sense when talking with you, as if I'm very old to resonate with you."

"Actually, no matter how old you are, in my eyes, you're just a little lad."

"Why?"

"In this world, there are indeed those who have existed longer than me, but even if they're of the same age or many generations younger, they shouldn't be stuck here like you are now."

"Oh, that's an interesting concept, exactly how long have you lived?"

"Can't measure, can you give me an exact year?"

"Sorry, can't." Li Zhiyuan spread his hands, looking at his tender white palms, "As you see, an old man like me has turned into a child."

"Hmm. But let's put it this way, for most of my life, I've been pondering how to die."

Li Zhiyuan continued looking at his hands: "But I seem to still want to live on."

"Are you certain?"

"Certain, I seem to only wish you dead, but I have no suicidal thoughts, I seem to really want to live."

"Little guy, did you really lay all this groundwork just for that sentence?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Help me out."

"Why do you think someone who initially refused to help you would change their mind after a chat and help you?"

"I don't know." Li Zhiyuan shook his head, "But it seems I would do the same."

"Hmm?"

"If I found it interesting."

"Hahaha... ahahaha!"

At first, the shadow just laughed normally, then laughed louder and louder.

He felt a wonderfully comfortable fit when talking with this boy, others just flatter, this boy seems to continually hit the right spot.

Shadow: "Alright, I'll help you."

Li Zhiyuan: "Thank you."

The shadow stood up, left the chair, and pointed outside, saying, "Actually, this place should have collapsed long ago, but now, it's somehow stabilized again."

"Why?"

"Because too many came in, originally only one needed to, and this place would collapse. But the problem is, including me, this time three entered.

All three parties carry some apprehension towards each other, forming a state of tripartite confrontation.

Or rather, none bothers to deal with it, feeling unable to lose face, all hoping another would take care of it."

Li Zhiyuan: "Sorry for causing you to lose face."

"It's okay, there was a time I really cherished my face, afraid it might fall to the ground and get stepped on.

Now, I don't mind.

But what's plaguing you, not just that little ghost outside?"

Li Zhiyuan: "You plan to help all the way through?"

Shadow: "A trivial matter, if I pull you out and you fall back in, wouldn't it waste my effort?"

Li Zhiyuan: "I probably don't have any enemies."

Shadow: "Then is it someone else causing trouble?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Probably."

Shadow: "Then what do you plan to do?"

Li Zhiyuan: "If possible, I hope not to have enemies."

Shadow: "Seems you are a ruthless little old thing, your descendants probably don't even dare to breathe in front of you."

Li Zhiyuan: "I would actually like to meet them."

"No point, if they're idiots, even seeing them would annoy, feel like it dirties the eyes."

Li Zhiyuan thought along those lines, finding a kind of resonance in his heart.

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