He understood that Lucifer yearned for that kind of ordinary life. After all, he had similar thoughts before.
Previously, Cang Lan had complained about Lucifer’s aggressiveness towards Gu Yan. However, at this moment, she felt a little sympathy for him.
Lucifer raised his head and looked at the pity on Cang Lan’s face. Suddenly, he smiled again. The smile on his exquisite face was beautiful and lonely.
“You all blame me for pressing her, but why don’t you blame her? Why is she so attractive to me?”
”...”Cang Lan decided to take back his sympathy. He said, “Are you sure you really like her, or are you attracted to her because of her excellence?”
“Is there a difference?”
“Yes, if you really love someone, you will never only fall in love with her appearance, not just for a moment, but for everything.”
Lucifer’s expression froze. Then, he looked up at Cang Lan and said, “Cang Lan, you can become a poet now.”