Wang Mang's face had already grown several Tan age spots. The folds of his eyes and rough dry yellow skin showed that his body was no longer young.

In particular, although his hair was not gray, it was more white. His half closed eyes were turbid and tired. His old thin palm slowly raised and held Liu Ying's hand beside him.

The orange sunset shone on him, warm, squatting in the courtyard of a cat lazily raised his paw to lick, meow meow twice.

"Sixty years... Are you really willing to go..." Liu Ying closed her eyes, and a drop of crystal tears slipped quietly from the corner of her eyes. The kind-hearted old lady now became extremely painful.

She grabbed the palm of Wang Mang's hand and said, "can we not go? You know, there will be reincarnation after a hundred years."

"I know... I know everything... If I were really willing, I would not be here for 60 years."

Wang Mang's rough palm gently stroked Liu Ying's cheek and wiped away her tears. His voice became more gentle:

"I'm very happy. I don't know whether the world is real or illusory, but it does bring me a kind of happiness that I never had. If the end of the world doesn't break out, then my future life will not be so beautiful as it is now."

"In fact, you have long found that the world is not real?"

Wang Mang narrowed his eyes with a little pain, but he nodded slightly with a little self mockery in his tone. "I knew that for a long time. From the moment we exchanged rings, do you know? I had an idea in my mind. I was thinking about what my wedding would be like if I didn't come here. "

"It's such an indescribable idea that I woke up for the first time... I know that the world is perfect, my family is rich and harmonious, and you are such a wife who loves me. What else can I not be satisfied with?

When my daughter was born, I fell asleep again. I tried my best to brainwash myself and let myself forget everything, because that little baby is so cute. He is my Wang Mang's daughter. "

"That kind of connection between blood and bone really made my heart palpitate. At that time, I said to myself in my heart: go to the special world, this is the life I want. But slowly I found that I couldn't do it.

My daughter is older, and you are getting older. Even my old brother Wang Hu is ahead of me. I'm afraid if I don't break free again, I'll really fall into it. In the real world, you and Wang Hu are still waiting for me. "

Liu Ying, holding the palm of Wang Mang's hand tightly, sat up from the reclining chair and looked directly into Wang Mang's eyes. What kind of eyes were they.

Just as her eyes were full of warmth and tenderness, her tone softened down, and even a little pleaded, pleaded that the person she loved most didn't leave her.

She looked at Wang Mang eagerly, but Wang Mang finally shook his head.

The tears in her eyes could not be restrained any more. She burst out with a roar. She was so excited that she cried and threw away Wang Mang's hand.

"You stay, ah Hu and I are with you, we have flesh and blood, we also have feelings, no one is a robot, why do you want to give up us and go to them?"

"Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, sixty years! Wang Mang! Are you really willing to give up? "