"In the past, impulsiveness was a hobby; now, impulsiveness is the devil. You're like you're gambling. Before you make your decision, let me talk about the situations you might face,"
Bai Yuan was not surprised by Bai Wu's answer. He wiped the rainwater off his face and gestured invitingly.
Bai Wu then came to the side of three strange houses.
Bai Yuan said:
"One possibility is that you will die, not because you'd completely collapse after losing a friend but because your negative emotions have gotten out of control."
As Bai Wu's hand touched the door, Bai Yuan did the same, his gaze also fixed on that door:
"Your experiences should have led to an emotional outburst by now. But because you lost your negative emotions, you could never let it out. Until... the last straw that breaks the camel's back appears."
Bai Wu's response was the same:
"I want to kill them."
Light as a feather, as if stating a fact.
Bai Yuan hummed in acknowledgment: