The book of mourning awaits
Robert has been sitting on the stone for a long time. It's not that he likes sitting, but this is a sea of bones. You can only see bones and clouds for thousands of miles, and it doesn't make much sense to move around. The sea of bones is where the dead live.
So it stands to reason that Robert is not a living person, but a very old skeleton. Skeletons have no skin and flesh, and generally one cannot tell their age, but Robert is different. He will be hunched over like a human old man, and he will not even exist.
His beard. Therefore, his students called him "the old man." Robert always liked to chat with his students, but the students happened to be away at this time, so Robert had to sit on the stone alone and wait for the students to appear.
"Hmm... I wonder if the children are doing well." Robert hunched over and muttered to himself.
The wind blew across his ribs, making a whining sound like a cry, which made people feel inexplicably sad. This sound of wind, coupled with the gloomy and rainy scenery in front of them, made people burst into tears. You must know the predecessor of the Ocean of Bones
It was a prosperous and stable country, but now it has fallen into such a miserable situation... millions of its citizens have died violently, leaving only regrets and memories for future generations; the prosperity of the past has disappeared with the wind, leaving no trace.
However, the old skeleton laughed happily, and his toothless mouth was a little leaky: "They must all be living well and healthy. They are young, can still make mistakes, and can still pursue their dreams. Even if I am gone, they can continue
Go on. Oh, Robert, Robert, what else do you need to worry about? Your worries are unnecessary. The children have grown up and they are more capable than you, haha."
Robert raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, but his tone became even happier: "It would be great if I were still alive. The children are not married. I want to send blessings to their wives, and I also want to hug my grandson. I am now
Of course I can't go see them, but if they come back here, hey, I'll take a look at them from a distance. Gods above, I'm not greedy, just one look is enough. I don't know if my grandson is like them.
What about naughty ones? When they were young, they were all naughty."
Robert rambled on, talking to himself, saying everything he could and wanted to say in his life. He kept talking until he had nothing to say, then calmed down, continued to stay on the stone, and then looked at
The sky was in a daze. There was no change worth looking forward to, it seemed like an eternal black curtain.
He waited for a long time, but the student hadn't appeared yet, but he was not in a hurry. He had activities to entertain himself, and that was singing. No matter how many times he sang, he would not get bored. He sat on the stone and sang casually: "
Everything has become yesterday, but the wish has not come true. I still want to see my parents and walk on the beach. I still want to see that person again, and there is still a question left in my heart..."
The long, hoarse song spread far, far away in the open field, and was eventually drowned in the wind. The wind sounded more subdued than the song, blowing and blowing, flying to the horizon, flying to the end of the world, waiting for someone who can understand the sound of the wind.
people.
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Chapter completed!