Looking at the woman again, a string in my heart was inadvertently tightened, and there was a faint pain.
She is a bastard.
And the one who stared at her tenderly was the king in charge of this island, King Lin hundreds of years ago - the life essence from which the evil beast was first separated.
Huanhuan gradually calmed down and stood in the open space not far from them, playing the role of a wandering spirit, looking at the two of them quietly.
Zhu was presiding over an ancient sea sacrifice ceremony, and Lin was standing next to her, his eyes always focused on her. Anyone could see at a glance that his love was so direct and unreserved.
Facing them, Ji seemed to see herself and Mojia. Witnessing this love that happened hundreds of years ago as a bystander, even though she knew its tragic ending, she still couldn't help but be moved by it.
Finally, the ceremony was completed and the tribesmen dispersed. King Lin walked up to Fu and without saying anything, he took her into his arms with his strong arms and gently stroked her hair. Fu nestled in his arms.
In the middle, his eyes were slightly lowered, staring at the vast sea with a distant gaze, and his heart was ups and downs with the rolling waves.
He lowered his head, leaned into her ear, and spoke a language that Huanhuan could not understand at all, with a low voice. He smiled softly, raised his hand to touch his handsome cheek, and nodded. Prince Lin was very happy.
He hugged her tightly again. Different from his excitement, the face in his arms was shrouded in a faint layer of sadness.
Looking at her, Huanhuan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly realized something.
At this time, I must have known the identity of Prince Lin!
I don't know where the impulse came from, Huanhuan shouted to her, "Hey, leave, if you don't leave, you will die! Even if you love again, don't miss him, leave him quickly...
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Knowing that it was futile and illusory, she still refused to give up, but no matter how many times she shouted, the two of them were still immersed in their own world, either happy or sad.
Huan Huan lowered her eyes feebly, squatted down, and sat on the beach.
In the end, does she want to warn him, or does she want to clarify her thoughts? Even if she and Mojia will make the same mistakes again, and death and disappearance will be their final outcome, will she not hesitate?
Is it true that love must be loved to the extreme, and pain must be heartbreaking before being willing to do so?
"You love him willingly even though you know he doesn't exist, don't you?"
The sudden words above her head startled Huanhuan. She looked up suddenly and found that at some point, Zhu was standing next to her, and Prince Lin had already left. She widened her watery eyes in disbelief, "You...you are here?"
Talk to me? Can you see me?"
She didn't answer, her eyes fell on the sea under the night sky, her white dress was blown up by the sea breeze, "I warned you, but you refused to let go." She smiled slightly, "Just like me now."
Huanhuan stood up slowly, with a hint of disbelief still in her eyes. She suppressed all her surprise and asked softly, "You still do that after knowing the ending. Don't you regret it?"
He smiled and said in a clear voice, "You should ask yourself this question. Don't forget, you are me hundreds of years from now."
Huanhuan was startled and lowered his eyes, "But, I can't find him. And...and...I can't even keep the child in my belly..." It was like facing an imaginary god whom he had known for a long time.
My friend, all the sadness that had been suppressed for a long time turned into tears and burst out of his eyes, "We have given the child a nice name... Mo Hen is the trace of his existence... But, I gave him a useless name..."
Lost it... No, I'm not you, I don't have as much strength as you, I even failed miserably in Su Huan Huan..."
Huanhuan covered her face, tears streaming down her fingers.
From the moment she left the Yarlung Zangbo Canyon, Huanhuan never cried again. She thought her tears had dried up. However, in front of a friend, it would easily touch the most vulnerable and helpless corner of her heart. If
She had a choice. She would rather she and Mo Jia were a pair of ordinary people, staying together and living the most ordinary and ordinary life.
Slowly, Zhu turned her head and stared at her silently. Then, she walked slowly over, stood in front of Huanhuan, raised her hands, and two gentle blue haloes of light quietly overflowed and wrapped around her fingers.
"Every period of time and space has parallel trajectories. Now, what I give you will cause a series of related reactions to you." As she said that, she put her palm on Huan Huan's lower abdomen.
Huanhuan only felt a warmth there, which was different from the power Mizhou gave her that time. It was obviously a familiar feeling to her, like a long-lost kindness.
Before Huanhuan could ask, she retracted her hands, turned around, and continued to stare at the sea, "It's time for you to go."
Huanhuan suddenly thought of the purpose of coming here, and asked eagerly, "Can you help me? The mythical beasts activated the strange formation in Nuwa Valley, and I don't know which period of time and space they brought the evil beasts into. I want to
Retrieve the evil beast and bring back Mojia!"
He stood there, still not moving, not even looking back at her. His voice was as faint as a trace, "Go back to your time and space."
"No, help me! I must find Mojia, help me -" Huan Huan wanted to step forward, but found that the distance between herself and her was getting farther and farther, and her body became closer
Transparent, "No, I can't leave, please help me! I can't lose him!"
Her body had floated into the air, and finally melted into the thick night.
Under the night, I stood on the beach, with quiet eyes and a quiet look, as if Su Huanhuan had never appeared before...
Huanhuan's eyes widened suddenly, and what he saw was a crystal skull as big as the palm of his hand. It was crystal clear and exuded a dazzling and mysterious luster.
Opposite him, Pa Shi was looking at her thoughtfully, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows were knitted together.
"Sister-in-law!"
"Huanhuan!"
Mu Chuan, A Yin and Zhong Kun immediately stepped forward nervously, "Did you find it? Did you find the evil beast?"
Next to him, Xiao Yanche looked at Huanhuan quietly, and Huanhuan's face was clearly reflected in his dark and bright eyes.
From the temple on her left cheek, spreading to her neck, there is an obvious bat-shaped mark, with faint blue lines and strange posture. From a distance, it looks like an ancient totem, full of mystery.
A few people didn't feel anything strange at all, and still looked at her eagerly.
Huanhuan still hasn't recovered from the shock just now. She...she saw him?
The surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet, and you could hear your own breathing and heartbeat...
Wait, heartbeat?!
In addition to her own, she actually felt another heartbeat in her body. Every "dong-dong-dong" beat seemed to hit her heart, so light, yet so tenacious.