It was so dark and quiet. There is no day and night, and no concept of all directions. It's the same everywhere, like a blind man on a flat wasteland, without the courage to stand up, let alone the courage to step forward.
Am I dead?
It is normal to have such thoughts. Her memory of the previous scene still remained in a boundless sea of flowers, and the sky was endless dusk. There was a wide, long road spread out in front of her, empty of people. She had nowhere to go, so she had to move forward. She heard the ringing sound in a daze, which only made her feel friendly. But there is no memory of what happened after that. On that road, she remembered that she had no consciousness, as if she was having a dream that she couldn't control. Now it was like waking up from a big dream.
She recovered at the moment. Ling Huan sat there, raising his arms and looking at himself. Although the surroundings were pitch black, she could clearly see her thin hands, distinct fingers, flexible joints, and skin lines. She came back to her senses immediately, and she was able to control her hands freely - yes, both hands. She had clearly cut off the arm that trapped her.
That's great. How long has it been since you felt like this? All limbs and organs in the body belong to oneself and are under one's control. No part of it was unfamiliar to her anymore. After a brief moment of joy, worry swallowed her up involuntarily.
In this case, this proves that he is indeed dead. The intense uneasiness and regret that I imagined did not appear. Instead, she felt a strange sense of relief. If this is the case, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. It will happen sooner or later anyway. Unknowingly, while walking on the road of adventure with those friends, she had quietly accepted this cruel fact. All actions are accompanied by uncontrollable risks, and she knows this better than anyone else. All the previous moments of survival were just due to good luck. Often when walking on a steep road, there will be times when the horse stumbles. Bad luck will eventually come, and once it comes, there will never be a next time.
I have to say... at least, it's still a little sad. She still missed them so much, missed everyone, the living and the dead, and all the shadows she had seen. The past is still vivid in my mind, but now I can no longer look back. But if you think about never having to think about it again, there is nothing to regret now. She had done everything she had to do, so she had no regrets. Since you have worked hard for your goal, even if you fail, you have nothing to blame yourself for.
Okay, so...what next? Ling Huan finally stood up and patted his wrinkled clothes. She felt relaxed all over, her legs, which had been pressed for an unknown amount of time, were not numb at all, and she felt light from head to toe. As long as she wants, she can fly at any time. Maybe it really is possible, if only the soul is left. It's good that the soul is so complete.
If the road in her memory has come to an end, where is she now? Has she been reincarnated, or has she still not reached her true end? Will it be heaven or hell, or places she knows little about from story books? Or is there still a chance to return to the human world? She didn't know either, so she just walked aimlessly. The body is still very light, just like when he was a child. He has endless strength and seems to jump with every step. This made her feel more relaxed and happy than ever before.
Until she heard the familiar ringtone again.
What exactly is it? Ling Hu stopped. She looked back towards the source of the sound and saw a very friendly image. It was a little far away, so she couldn't see it clearly, but the moment she caught a glimpse of it, a warm feeling filled her heart. The ringtone seemed to be very close, right next to my ears. Who could it be - she had no such doubt. As the answer was about to come out, she suddenly felt a different kind of sadness.
That person looks just like me.
Ling Huan didn't dare to make any move. Even his breathing became cautious, for fear that if something went wrong, the scene in front of him would disappear. It really seems like her sister. Rather, it must be. She was wearing clean clothes, the same style as her own. As she got closer, Ling Huan suddenly felt that her body was slowly becoming heavier, so heavy that she could not take another step forward.
It wasn't until her sister's face was almost in front of her that she opened her mouth tremblingly and said in a very soft voice:
"elder sister?"
She smiled and took a fancy to
Go so gently, just like before.
Like a huge boulder being thrown into a quiet pool of water. First, the water exploded from the heart, and the heavy objects slowly sank. When they fell to the bottom, they stirred up the silent mud, and the water became more and more turbid. The muffled sound of "dong" kept echoing. The stone statue was tied to her feet. She suddenly wanted to struggle, but she had no strength. She wanted to shout, but she felt suffocated.
The sound of bells, and the bright crescent moon in the eyes. Familiar people, strangers, people who are kind no matter what. Ling Huan still hugged her tightly. She never thought that one day she would be able to tightly hug this long-lost relative with her arms, and she could also be hugged tightly by herself. This is something real and warm.
"I……"
She heard her voice tremble.
"I miss you."
When the last word was spoken, heavy tears finally fell. She thought she wouldn't cry, thought she was calm enough, thought she was mature enough to put everything in the past behind her, and walked away without looking back. But the moment she saw her sister, she suddenly realized that her previous "thinking" was just self-deception. ..
Why did she come? Come to pick yourself up? Why not someone else? Some reproachful feelings emerged, reminding her that she was still a human being. This is how ordinary people get entangled in the world. The connection between the blood was so hot that she felt the blood boiling in her veins. She thought of her father, mother, and other relatives who loved her and friends who liked her one after another. Where is Xie Zhe? Is he okay? There are also Zhongli Hanshang, Wenying, Jiaomo, Linshanhai, Shi Wuqi, Liangqiu Muwan, and Huangquan Twelve... and even Xue Miyin. There are many people who have helped me and been with me.
Then, she felt irrevocably sad.
"Will we meet again?" Her voice was very soft. She grabbed her sister's arms as if to question, "You will always be like this, right? Why? I can't remember your name. I'm sorry. Sad... Do you know how many things I want to ask you, how can you remain silent? You will always be like this, unable to meet me in the next life? Even if you can find me, I won't remember you, that's okay Isn't that too cunning? Didn't we make an appointment to go together wherever we can? How can I recognize you? You can't let me go alone... I don't want to be alone."
Her words were broken by sobs. Her sister remained silent and just held her tightly.
"You don't know how sad I am," she sobbed, "and you don't know how scared I am. I thought I was not afraid of anything, not pain, not death. I told myself it didn't matter - I was not afraid of anything. You can forget it.”
But when I saw you, I realized that I am still so attached to the world of mortals.
"I don't want to die."
Tears were shed and blood was shed every word. All the hidden unwillingness and all the suppressed grievances were stirred up by this heavy stone. These feelings are etched into every inch of my bones and will never be forgotten again. She didn't want to let go and didn't dare to let go, for fear that this fantasy would be fleeting. But she didn't dare to hold it too tightly, for fear that the beautiful thing would break all over the ground if she applied a little force.
"you listen to me."
That was the sound of Jiao Mo.
Buried deep in her sister's arms, she suddenly raised her head to confirm that she had read it correctly. Her sister just calmly grabbed her hand and placed it carefully on her face. There is no temperature, but there is a soft touch, very real. It was as if she was telling Ling Huan in this way that she actually existed here and there was no need to worry about disappearing suddenly.
"I will be with you," she said, "to the end. But not now."
"why is that……"
"She gave me her voice."
The sister slowly moved her hand down. In the process, she pushed something into Ling Huan's hand. The cold touch and familiar outline immediately told her that this was something she had secretly brought out from home. Somehow, it returned to his hands. How on earth did she get it? What happened? She seems to be missing out on a lot.
"Don't be afraid, you will all know. Someone will tell you." My sister said, "There are many important people waiting for you. I will take you back."
"Go back? Didn't I already..."
"Your soul has not dissipated. For those who have not yet completed the road of reincarnation, the Six Paths of Impermanence can lead them back. I have been watching you, you are so brave... That adult said, as long as I am willing to change you, you will I can live. I came to the underworld, and the wait from summer to winter was not too long. My name is Guiyang Tsukimi, you must remember me. I have never died."
As she spoke, she stretched out a hand again and hovered in front of Ling Huan. She held the small xun in one hand and the corner of her clothes with the other. Staring at the golden halo in Ye Yuejun's eyes, Ling Huan finally slowly stretched out his hand. The moment their palms completely overlapped, they heard each other's heartbeats. Accompanied by the ever-clear ringtone, the intertwined light of gold and green overflowed from their feet, wrapping around the two of them flexibly. In each other's eyes, they gradually fade away. But the real touch on the palm of her hand told Ling Huan that her sister was always there.
Go home. She could hear the voice in Hazuki-kun's heart. She kept saying, go home, come back, come back to where you belong. Many people are waiting for you, they are all waiting for you. You shouldn't fall asleep like this, the last night is far from coming.
She thought maybe she could still go on. Go to a wider world, or go home. No one can stop her, no one can interfere with her decision. You can go anywhere, you can go anywhere. As long as your heart can still beat, you can keep going.
She can keep walking, from the beginning of dawn to the end of the mortal world.
