The night is getting deeper.

Chen Yixin has returned to her bedroom to rest, and Chen Fan is the only one in the imperial garden.

He sat alone on the bench, his eyes lost focus, and he seemed to have fallen into deep thinking.

Chen Fan was unaware of the breeze blowing over the scarlet hair and lifting the hem of his robe.

Qiongtian's figure appeared next to Chen Fan at some point, took a deep look at him and said, "The concept of the spirit-stone-based concept that you proposed is very novel. I heard it for the first time."

"But you must be absolutely sure about it."

Whenever there is no one, Qiongtian always likes to show up and chat with Chen Fan.

In two people with completely different personalities and identities, it seems that both sides can feel an unconscious growth.

"This is what I learned on the Earth in my previous life. Strictly speaking, I didn't think of it myself. I don't have that ability."

Chen Fan asked truthfully, and in front of Qiongtian, he didn't mean to hide it.

Because the other party fully understands everything he has experienced, including past and present lives.

As for the things that are based on spirit stone, it is indeed not original by Chen Fan himself. He does not need to put gold on his face, it is something children can only do.

What Chen Fan did was just to make Chen better, so that his vision could be realized quickly.

"I originally didn't understand why you have such a deep bond with such a duny world, now I can probably understand it a bit."

"Perhaps it is precisely because of the causal involvement in this world that is closely related to you, that you can find the so-called sense of belonging here."

"Chen Fan, is too lonely."

After all, Qiongtian has gone through countless years. He is so far, one of the few people who can see Chen Fan so thoroughly.

Chen Fan is lonely.

He was a lone traveler on the earth in the previous life, incompatible with the whole world.

Later when he arrived in Kyushu, he was also an outsider, and he never had too much fetters with the world under his feet.

Chen Fan has been working hard to change this situation, because maybe only he knows how terrifying it is to be alone.

Therefore, little by little, he became what he is now. He finally found his home in Kyushu and found his home.

Originally, Chen Fan thought that everything was over like this.

But later he went to the main world and understood his life experience, but he was born to kill the calamity, bringing new vitality to the entire solar universe.

It turned out that everything that Chen Fan pursued has not been for a long time, and he has never belonged.

Lonely, always with me.

This gave Chen Fan a sense of suffocation, like a drowning person, with endless fear accompany his whole body.

Therefore, when Chen Fan was in the main world, he wanted to return to Kyushu so much.

On the one hand, he could not abandon his family, on the other hand, he wanted to get rid of the intractable suffocation.

Qiongtian seemed to be able to understand Chen Fan at this moment, but he was not happy about it in his heart.

Because Qiongtian knows that the future Chen Fan will face a choice.

Choosing to stick to oneself, stay safe, or abandon his homeland, mention the butcher knife again, Chen Fan's character seems to have said everything.

I just hope that then, Chen Fan will be more free and easy, and better meet all this.

Qiongtian muttered in his heart.

But he also knew that it was too difficult and too difficult for the stubborn Chen Fan to accept everything.

Whenever thinking of the black robe that might come down from heaven at any time, Qiongtian was shrouded in endless shadows.

This kind of waiting is really difficult. On the one hand, I am afraid that the moment will come, and I want that moment to come quickly.

In the end, I can only get caught in this self-torture.

So, is Chen Fan also falling into this situation?

Qiongtian watched curiously, but he couldn't find anything.

Because Chen Fan is as calm as ever, his eyes are piercing, and the arc of persistence is depicted on his lips.

It seems that only he himself knows, deep down in his heart, facing the shadow above his head, and the family around him, how should he choose in the future?