After the boy was humanely destroyed, the Laughing Fairy never mentioned it again. Even when others occasionally talked about it sadly, she smiled, remained silent, and said nothing. No one knew what the Laughing Fairy had said to the boy.
What, because during that period, others only saw the boy's silence, madness, and loneliness. The only person who dared and was willing to approach the boy was the Laughing Fairy.
"I'm not him." Yiyun looked at the smiling fairy, whose pupils were dilated and staring blankly at the portrait.
"Play a song and look for the dawn of hope in the lonely darkness... Play a song and explore the oblivion of the soul in the silence that no one understands... Whose eyes are that blooming in the darkness with a light that makes people obsessed?
...Whose figure is that, looking up to heaven alone in silence... Although time has passed, the imprint of the soul has never been forgotten... Looking for those past, sad, happy, crazy... lost, not only
It's just sadness... Looking back at the forgetfulness washed by time, who is he... where is he..." The singing and piano music suddenly sounded louder, and a purple shirt suddenly appeared on Piaomiao Peak when the Laughing Fairy was lost in thought.
In the pavilion at the top, a deep purple harp is placed on the stone table. The ten fingers flowing with hazy white light are waving on the strings. The song sung by the Persian magic sound impacts the soul of the Laughing Fairy...
who is he?
Where is he?
"I am not him, nor am I walking on a similar lonely road." Yiyun said calmly, in the singing of the purple-shirted Persian magic voice, saying calmly...
The Laughing Fairy's consciousness sank into the dark distance, far away... distant memories and distant scenes from hundreds of years ago...
Outside the metallic luster of the treatment room, the little girl wept, waiting alone and fearfully, waiting for him inside to come out...
'It is said that the mental illness caused by genetic mutation is incurable, and the result of correcting the mutated gene will also kill him...'
'It's so pitiful, he is very nice...'
'I didn't notice it in the first two months, but it started last month, right? He suddenly muttered to himself inexplicably and said some very strange things. At that time, I felt something was wrong...'
'Yeah, but it wasn't that serious at that time. Last week, he suddenly went crazy and wanted to kill people. I was scared to death! Fortunately, the defensive gun shot the anesthetic in time, otherwise Xiaojing would definitely be killed by him...'
'It's a shame that Xiaoxiao dares to associate with him...'
'That's because they decided early in the morning that they would be husband and wife and never be separated after entering the Era of Chaos. I'm really worried that Xiaoxiao will not be able to think about it...'
‘No way? Xiaoxiao’s genes are very good and his qualifications are outstanding. It is unlikely that he would do such an extreme thing...'
'I hope...'
…
When the iron door of the treatment room opened, the boy came out, unusually silent... The Laughing Fairy wanted to accompany him, but the robot took the boy to the isolation room.
Xiaoxiao looked through the window at the boy's face stuck to the window. The boy smiled, but the smile looked unusually bitter. "You look better when you smile. If I die, don't change yourself because of me."
, laugh for me, don’t cry for me, I’ve cried a lot, I don’t want you to cry for me again..."
"You will get better. Everyone hopes you get better." The Laughing Fairy held back, not crying or showing her frustration, but she couldn't laugh either because she was worried and sad. She just held back these emotions.
He has reached his limit. He doesn't like to cry. His quality has always been to move forward actively and never give up. Even...even if he is sick, he never looks sad when he is alone.
"I will try my best and be mentally prepared to face the worst results. Xiaoxiao, I hope you are too."
"Um."
The Laughing Fairy remembered that she was very serious about her promise at that time, but she failed to do it... Time and time again, she watched the boy being sent to the treatment room, watching the boy lose his mind and go crazy and want to kill people, even if she rushed to stop him
, the result was that she was covered with scars... In the isolation room, the boy was in the isolation room more and more frequently, and the time he spent in the isolation room was getting longer and longer... He was no longer in the growth center in the past, and everyone seemed to be there.
They forgot about him. From the beginning, many people sighed and lamented, but later, few people talked about it, because everyone knew that the boy could not be saved...
"I'm used to being alone all the time. In fact, it hasn't been that long, but I don't know why. I feel like I'm alone in the isolation room, wandering back and forth between treatments, wandering alone for ten thousand years...
Don't cry, I didn't cry either. Just get used to it. No matter what the outcome is, now that I'm alive and well, it's worth laughing, isn't it?" The boy in the window always said his face when he saw the Laughing Fairy.
Looking at her with a smile, she is always so strong...
"Yeah!" The Laughing Fairy's eyes were filled with tears, but she tried hard to squeeze out a forced and ugly smile...
"One more day of life should be one more day of gratitude for life, and actively look for the beauty of life. Only then when you reach the end can you look back and feel that you have cherished every moment of life. There is no point in crying and being sad. You waste your precious time.
Wasted on sorrow, when you reach the end and look back, you will definitely find that in those precious life processes, you have felt nothing but sorrow... Just like now, can't I see you? Isn't this
Is it the most joyful and fortunate thing... Smile, smile for me and appreciate life. Idealism is actually not absurd, because human existence has physiological material needs and spiritual non-material needs. If you build it for me in your heart
You bought a house and let me live in it. As long as you don’t forget me, then I will actually always live in the house in your heart. Whether it is bright and colorful with sunshine or cold with dark clouds, strong winds and thunder and lightning, it depends on
Are you smiling or crying..."
The Laughing Fairy fell on the table, holding her head in pain... In the pavilion, the music played by Zishan continued without interruption. She looked at the strings or the bright sky outside the pavilion, but
Just don't look at the Laughing Fairy. The Laughing Fairy looks very painful and sad, but only she can decide whether the sadness in front of her will ultimately bring relief and calmness, or endless sadness.
The Persian magic sound shakes the human soul and evokes everything that is sleeping and even thought to be forgotten, allowing people to know and understand themselves more clearly and clearly.
Therefore, the Persian Magic Sound has never been a terrible evil power. If a person thinks that the Persian Magic Sound is too scary, or has his mind controlled by the Persian Magic Sound, then that person has not lost to the Persian Magic Sound, but has lost to himself.
The wind on Piaomiao Peak is still blowing, and the music of the piano is still ringing.
Some, many disciples of the Vulture Palace around them sank into the dark depths of their consciousness in silent silence. Some forgotten, abandoned, confused memories became clear in the sound of the piano... like the laughing fairy.
, they all found their forgotten selves in the trembling of their souls...
In the main hall of the palace, Mo listened to the Persian magic sounds and drank tea quietly. She also recalled the past in the Persian magic sounds, but her reaction was particularly calm compared to others. Because she never lost herself,
Mo is very clear and understands why she is who she is, why she is doing what she is doing, and why she is who she is now. Therefore, although she is also recalling, she does not have any contradictory questions about herself that are trembling from the memories. Because of those
, it is her, she is the memory.
'Persian magic sound breaks the artistic conception of only hatred... brilliant. Zishan deserves to be Zishan, he can always think of such a way, only hate, only love, if the object of hate and love is not actually the figure in the heart, hate and love
, naturally it no longer exists..." Mo Mo drank tea quietly and had no intention of stopping the situation outside, because the Laughing Fairy had never been from Lingjiu Palace. She knew it, and Xi'er also knew it, but there was no reason.
, it is impossible to deny her existence. One day the Laughing Fairy will leave, I don’t know.
…
Cold cave, dark purple figure...
Cold, cold... In the cold that seems to freeze you to death, the only warmth is by your side, so close...
…
"You will get better, you will... You will not leave me, you know, if you are not here, if you are never here, I will be almost dead..." The time is approaching, but the boy's condition is getting worse and worse.
Things got worse and worse. In the past three days, he stayed awake in the isolation room for less than an hour. The Laughing Fairy was too scared to pretend to smile, but in the glass, the boy still had a smile on his face.
"If that's the case, I will live in your heart. If you care about me, then I in your heart will definitely be able to give you warmth and sunshine, instead of decadence and long sadness... Love
, what should be given to people should be positive power, not the anger of hatred. I believe this is the case, Xiaoxiao, you should believe it too..."
…
"If my existence is a kind of eternity, the strength that accompanies my existence is also a kind of eternity. To abandon the only real eternity and pursue illusory hatred, to chase the addiction of love that loses oneself, that is stupidity, it is
Give up... The human heart is hot, the sword is cold; the human heart can create hate, create i, and create eternity. What the heart creates depends on what kind of result you choose for yourself..." In the cold cave, deep purple
figure, muttering to himself...
"Are you always so lonely...do you move forward alone?" The Laughing Fairy asked, but there was no answer, because the dark purple figure had no clear consciousness at all, and was just mumbling to himself...
…
"Xiaoyin... you are still alive, you have not left..." Xiaoxianzi looked at the empty isolation room. The boy had been sent away and humanely destroyed because he had gone completely crazy and his sanity had been completely lost. No matter what,
No matter how hard I try, I can't regain consciousness.
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