After leaving the palace, Zi Li didn't know where to go, so she had to walk all the way to the city gate, hoping to be able to get out of the city gate by then.
It's just that it's getting so late, and the night is as cold as water. Walking alone on the empty street, you will inevitably feel chills in your heart.
Looking at the sky, there is only the bright moon and twinkling stars, so bright and shining
Walking alone on the street, not knowing where to go at all, the emptiness in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. There is no unexpected emptiness, but only helplessness and loneliness.
Zi Li didn't know if she didn't have too much resentment after leaving the palace, or if she was simply not suitable for a resentful person.
After walking under the high city wall, he walked along the stone stairs to the top of the city wall. Looking down at the ground more than ten meters away, Zi Li jumped down without even a moment's hesitation.
She closed her eyes and thought something would happen, but when she was less than three meters above the ground, Zili reflexively spun and landed safely on the ground.
He looked up at the city wall and then at himself. Thinking of his actions just now, Zi Li had a doubt in his heart. Could it be that he knew martial arts?
"Finally out!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zili. It was a white-haired old man, and he immediately lifted Zili into a forest.
A figure jumped down from the city wall, but no trace of Zi Li could be found.
"You are..." Zi Li looked at the person in front of him and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember who the person in front of him was.
"Child," the old man stretched out his hand and placed it on Zi Li's head, as if caring and comforting his granddaughter.
Zi Li did not avoid the old man's movements, and slowly closed her eyes. Scene after scene revolved in her mind, and she couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of her eyes.
When Zi Li opened her eyes again, her mind was very clear, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.
"Master," Zi Li remembered. She was indeed not from this era. She was just a lonely soul who traveled through time in the 21st century. "Can you go back?"
"Alas," the old man sighed, "don't you understand yet?"
"Master..." Biting her lip, Zili should say Mo Yan now, "Why do you want me to remember it at this time?"
Why didn't she get up a few days earlier? What happened in the past few days was not big or small, but Mo Yan didn't want anything like that to happen.
"Do you love him?" The old man looked at Mo Yan intently, "Do you really not want to stay in this world at all?"
"Is there any difference between staying or not?" Taking a step forward, there were only two of them at this moment. Mo Yan didn't want to hide anything, "I'm confused all day long. I'm either being used or set up by others. There are always others...
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"It's always others who push you, rather than you pushing others?" The old man shook his head and sighed, "With your intelligence, haven't you figured it out? There is a time in life that must be fulfilled, but there is no time in life, so don't force it."
"Master," Mo Yan just couldn't figure out why she was asked to come to this world. She didn't want to come to this world at all. If she could go back to modern times, she wouldn't care about any feelings.
"Experience this world well," when Mo Yan turned around to continue, the old man's figure gradually disappeared, "a world completely different from yours."
Looking at the ground where the figure disappeared, Mo Yan felt it was ironic. Why should she remember everything at this time? Why not make things more complicated? Maybe then she would have more worries, but at this moment she was asked to remember everything.