At the juncture of the replacement of the old with the new, the New Year's bells echo, and fireworks of all shapes and colors bloom in the night sky, sending blessings to the sky and the earth.
Face recognition is unlocked, and the wind and the wind enter the house. The interior was dark and desolate, in sharp contrast to the bustle and bustle of the outside world.
The raised right foot suddenly paused for a few seconds, and then stepped into the house, brushing off a little snow dust on his suit coat.
Climb up to the third floor and go straight to the tightly sealed room at the end.
He reached out and touched the door lightly, and the holy light suddenly appeared, and the ban appeared. He took three deep breaths in a row before summoning the courage to lift the restriction and step inside.
Lifting off the cover placed in the corner, a crystal coffin suddenly appeared in front of you. Lying peacefully in the midst was a woman in her prime, looking as if she was simply in a deep sleep.
"The recent project work is not too heavy, and it is really rare to be able to go home for the New Year." He carefully placed a handful of light pink jasmine flowers on the coffin, "I have never seen jasmine flowers of this color. It is a variant. ? It’s really rare. I always felt like there was something missing here, but now I think about it clearly. I plan to transplant this pink spring plant and plant it around the silver-leaf acacia. You should like it, right? So, I They can accompany you instead of me when I am away, and you will be... less lonely."
Be silent for a long time and take a long breath.
"It's been...the tenth year since your death. I often talk to myself like this. Year after year, I never wait for your reply." He touched the cold coffin lid with one hand, which seemed to be only a few centimeters away. Thickness, but the barriers of life and death taboos are not only close at hand.
"I heard that humans pay attention to resting in their graves... Forgive me for being selfish and forcing you to keep you for so many years." He sat leaning against the coffin wall, propped up one leg, his eyes blurred, "Actually, you shouldn't be obsessed with me. Qiuju...just next year, stay with me for another year, and then...I'll give it to you, Yi."
"It's been a long time, Ling."
Hearing this, he raised his head happily. Probably because I missed him so deeply, I suddenly had an auditory illusion. "...Wing, are you back?!"
As far as the eye can see, the wings are always glowing with silver, and the pure white feathers are floating. At this moment, it is like a god coming, coming to the world with the dawn in a supreme posture, dispelling the vastness and depth of the night.
It's him, not her.
It is inevitable that a psychological gap will arise, and the slightest joy will disappear in an instant, replaced by confusion and hesitation. He was surprised to find that his tongue suddenly became extremely clumsy and he couldn't speak any words, so he had to lower his head again and avoid looking at her.
"I thought there would be thousands of words to express our feelings to each other." He leaned forward and held Ling Huang's face in his hands, "Why, you don't even want to look at me."
"...It's just because I feel guilty." He no longer deliberately dodges, and the fatigue buried deep in his eyes is clearly visible.
"You've been with us for ten years, are you really moved by your true feelings?"
"Apocalypse may have told you what should be said and what should not be said. What else can I say? At this time, any remarks are like weak excuses... That's it."
"I want to hear you admit it yourself."
"...Yes, she is my true love."
After the words fell, Ling Huang let out a sigh of relief.
"Ling, you have changed. In the past, no matter whether you faced evil or death, you have never been so uneasy. This is the first time."
He covered the back of Rebirth Wing's hand with a cool palm and gradually calmed down. "I knew that I would face this day sooner or later, and I envisioned countless possibilities... I even suspected that goodbye would mean a peaceful end."
"So unsure? In me or in yourself?"
"...It's all my problem, not yours who is considerate."
They looked at each other speechlessly, and half a minute passed silently without realizing it.
"You don't have anything to say to me?"
"Apologies, thanks, confessions... what do you really want to hear? I don't think so."
After listening, I felt something quietly coming to my mind... It seemed to be called frustration.
"I've worked hard for the past eleven years, Ling." His fingertips trembled slightly, and he immediately wanted to withdraw, "I'm sorry for bothering you at the wrong time."
However, the clasped fingers prevented him from leaving.
"I must be boring you now. However, this is a rare visit, so don't leave in a hurry." Ling Huang stood up slowly and put his arm around Rebirth Wing's shoulder, "I have staff over there. I'm getting married, so I gave two jars of daughter's red wine to everyone in the company. I was wondering whether I would just drink alone when I have nothing to do... Fortunately, you are here."
