"Ding ding~ ding ding~"

The wind suddenly picked up, and the sound of the bells became louder.

At this moment, everything here seems to be alive.

Lin Lian's hair was blown away from her face by the wind, and her sight was blocked by her hair.

She saw her white hair.

Tell her so clearly that she is still alive.

She is not a walking corpse.

She comes to see him now.

She wants to see him.

Tears fell from her eyes, and she tightened her knuckles and grasped the dress on her chest.

His lips opened and closed, and a difficult voice finally escaped from his throat: "Where... is he?"

Yes.

where is he.

She came from so far away to see him, where was he?

The old man looked at her, his eyes were one golden and one gray, one bright and one dark, and they were so penetrating in the night.

But when she looked at the person in her sight, her eyes were so long and heavy that she seemed to be burdened with many things.

Just like the dead leaves, layer after layer.

It has been piled up for many years.

"He's here."

The deep voice sounded like it was coming from an underground abyss and fell into Lin Li's ears.

Lin Lian's eyelashes fluttered, and something broke in his eyes: "Where is this?"

The old man looked at the deathly silence gradually rising in her eyes, turned sideways, and picked up the wooden stick in his hand.

Just listen to the tinkling, the bells on the wooden sticks sway, and the wind blows fiercely.

At this time, the wooden stick points to a place - the peaceful and wide place.

For a moment, the wind passed over Lin Liang's eyes, picked up her hair, and entangled her eyes.

In front of her eyes were the vegetation in the night, the swaying branches, and her hair, filling her eyes.

Suddenly, the pain left her and all the breath disappeared.

Only tranquility enveloped her deeply.

She stepped up.

Step by step, we are getting closer to that spacious place.

Here he is...

here……

The wind blew slightly, the clouds dispersed, and a star gradually became brighter.

Lin Lian came to the old man and stopped.

There is a step in front of her.

It seemed that by taking this step, she could reach him.

However, she didn't move.

She just stood there, looking at the peaceful land covered by the moonlight.

The light in her eyes was fading.

"I can't see him, can I?"

Her voice was very quiet, without any fluctuation or warmth.

Just like her eyes at this moment, they were all gray.

The old man looked at her, and his golden eye moved.

Then silence.

Lin Lian smiled.

The corners of her mouth curved up, her eyebrows curved along with it, and the smile fell on her face and in those eyes without a trace of light.

Then, tears fell.

"Say those cruel words and ask me to leave. As you wish, I left."

"But why do you want me to know that you are dead?"

"Since you have concealed everything so well, then keep hiding it."

"You're the best at doing these things, aren't you?"

Lin Lian smiled, tears falling from his face into his mouth, extremely salty.

"But why didn't you do it?"

"Tell me, why haven't you done such an important thing?"

"..."

No one responded to her.

In this night, the place was covered with thick silence, and no sound could be heard.

Only the wind is still blowing.

His knuckles suddenly tightened, and pain filled Lin Liang's face.

She no longer smiled, only in pain.

Deep pain.

She looked at the tranquility and said loudly: "Zhan Lian, please answer me!"

"I want you to answer me!"

"Aren't you awesome?"

"Aren't you omnipotent?"

"How could you be in a place like this, how could you?!"

"..."

His voice was hoarse, and Lin Lian burst into tears.

He is dead.

Death is silent.

She couldn't even look at him.

When Zhan Lian was here, you were really cruel.

Lin Lian lowered her head and tears kept rolling down her face. She was in pain and wanted to do something.

But what can she do now?

There is nothing she can do.

She was so helpless and desperate.

His body went limp, and Lin Liang fell to the ground.

Her fingers grasped the vegetation and soil on the ground.

Grasp them deeply in your palms.

It seems that this way, he will not die.

The old man stood there, looking at the person who fell on the ground and her silver hair.

The moonlight is shining, the stars are bright, and the hair also gives off a cool light.

She said: "You will see each other again."

The forest curtain froze.

She sat there, feeling cold and biting to the bones.

Especially in the palm of my hand, it feels like countless needles are pricking me.

Drenched with blood.

But hearing this slow voice, she stopped crying and raised her head.
To be continued...