Yan Xitong came over just in time to gnaw some fruit. When he saw the lifelike woman on the stone wall, he couldn't help but murmured: "Changting!"
Changting, An Changting!
These three words were like a spell that entered his heart. He would not call her name unless he had to, because it would make his heart hurt when he did.
"Where's the key?" Yan Xitong stroked the figure on the mural with his hand and spoke lightly.
"Oh, here it is."
The keyhole was a little below the stone door. After Yan Xitong took the key, he carefully put it into the keyhole. Yan Buhuan couldn't help but hold his hands together, waiting for the miracle to appear.
No one knows what will happen after this door is opened, but from Yan Xitong's expectant expression, it can be seen that there must be something hidden behind this door.
But what do you say?
All good things come hard.
The key actually couldn't open the door. It didn't matter if it couldn't be opened. Only a click was heard and the key actually broke inside.
Yan Buhuan took a breath and looked at the broken key in Yan Xitong's hand in disbelief. Broken?
"No -" Yan Xitong, who was full of expectations, suddenly became furious. With a roar, his true energy flew everywhere, and the lake surface not far away was shaken and exploded, causing a huge wave.
Yan Buhuan hurriedly held his head to avoid it, but Yan Xitong did not hide away and allowed the waves to wash away. After the huge waves passed, he stood soaked outside the stone door, his joyful expression turning into a sad loneliness.
He hung the stone door hard and yelled like crazy: "Open the door, open the door."
Let’s not talk about whether there are people living here. Even if there are people, in this dark cave with no food and only these fruits, normal people may not be able to survive, right?
Yan Xitong, however, was like a crazed beast, with a relentless and gloomy expression on his face: "Do you think you can stop me with this door?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Xitong using his hands. Yan Buhuan, who was hiding aside, was horrified. How many years would it take to practice such a strong internal skill?
Bang... there was a loud noise, and the stone door didn't move at all.
The second blow, the third blow...until Yan Xitong lay on the stone door twitching exhausted, there was still no crack in the stone door.
"Why? Why can't I take a look? Why? I just want to take a look..." Yan Xitong lowered his eyes to the cold stone door, whimpering like a wounded animal.
Yan Buhuan did not dare to move randomly for fear of offending this broken man.
His expression is so painful and helpless. Who is living inside this door?
Yan Xitong pressed his face closely against the stone door and closed his eyes tightly: "Can't you even take a look at it?"
People think that the separation between life and death is the most painful thing, but actually it is not the case. Sometimes the barrier of a door is more torturous than the separation between life and death.
Yan Xitong opened her wet eyes and looked at the face so close at hand. His slender fingers lovingly outlined her face. If love could last forever, how many times would we have to wait for the flowers to bloom again when we see each other again?
He asked himself that he had waited long enough. It had been so long that he almost forgot who he was, but he still remembered her appearance.
Why must God be so cruel and not even give him the right to meet him?
Yan Buhuan made sure that he was calmer than before before she dared to step forward. She asked cautiously: "Senior, is there really someone here?"
Yan Xitong did not answer. He lowered his head, his expression helpless and frustrated.
Yan Buhuan pursed his lips: "Senior, if it doesn't work, let's find another way."
