Chapter 150: Will tears bring smiles when parting?
A wound cut open the old ancient tree, and the cracks on the surface of the tree trunk extended endlessly upwards and downwards, chasing the end of life. The dagger called the grass bane greedily licked the ancient tree's years.
The last bit of strength accumulated during the passage was transformed into infinite surging magic power. The dagger body was gradually enveloped in a layer of bright red halo. The light was the color of blood, but it also revealed the majestic breath of life.
The vibrations are like the beating of a heart, stimulating endless echoes.
"Mrs. Tree!?"
Except for Metien, everyone in the void space opened their eyes in disbelief, and Xie Mi even shouted in panic. This call seemed to travel across the boundaries of time and space and reached Oveira's ears at the same time.
, the stunned princess finally realized that what she saw in front of her was not an illusion, but a cruel reality.
Her body was trembling, her lips were trembling, and the hand she slowly stretched out was also trembling. She wanted to touch the wounds on the teacher's body, as if to heal the traces that would never heal, but she was hanging hesitantly in mid-air. Why?
They couldn't get close either. Their pale lips wriggled and collided up and down, transmitting cold warmth to each other, and said in a trembling and sad tone: "You are injured...Teacher..."
"No." Although the breath of life gradually weakened, the smile on Mrs. Shu's face became warmer and she said softly: "This is not an injury or a disease, Your Highness Princess."
Faced with her answer, Olvera seemed confused and at a loss.
She has always known that life is the most fragile thing in the world. It is not as hard as a stone, nor as flexible as water. It only takes a shallow scar or a small illness to kill them. But the teacher said this
It's neither an injury nor a disease...so what exactly is it?
Is it fate?
Is it fate, do you want the teacher to die?
"It's a promise." Mrs. Tree said warmly, her voice as clear as a bunch of sunlight under the shade of a tree: "I said many years ago that I will find you, Your Highness, but now I am just fulfilling my promise. Grass and Tree Disaster
After absorbing my life force, you can unleash the most powerful power to help you overcome all difficulties and defeat any strong enemy. Don’t you want to leave this castle, Your Royal Highness?"
Olivia didn't notice that the "many years ago" the teacher said actually meant earlier, earlier than when she became her teacher. The princess just suddenly felt a huge sadness welling up in her heart, which made her feel a little bit sad.
Unable to control his emotions, he slowly lowered his head. The low and choked sound was like a person who finally came out of the water after drowning and took a deep breath, compressing his fragile lungs. Those rapid gasps made it difficult to speak.
Seemingly intermittent: "I do... really want to leave here, but... I also want the teacher to be able to live... Why, in order for me to leave here, the teacher must... well, have to sacrifice himself? It has always been,
There has never been such a truth...cough cough!"
She spoke too hastily, and in the end she coughed violently, out of breath, and was so delicate that it made people feel distressed.
Mrs. Shu listened quietly and watched quietly. After listening, she shook her head: "This is an unrealistic idea. Your Highness, if you want to gain something, you must pay something. This is the only truth in the world."
What's more, human life is inherently fleeting, just like a blink of an eye. From the day we met, that number began to go backwards, and now it's just back to the original point. Could it be that you didn't have feelings for me for a moment?
Do you have the same idea, Your Highness?"
Ovela recalled her past memories because of her words, and remembered that her teacher once said to herself that loneliness is an eternal thing, and people always have to find new encounters after separation, so that they can survive on this journey of eternal loneliness.
Gaining short-term comfort. Olvera has already experienced the separation from her father and mother, and gained encounters with Ringer, Alice, and others. Now, it seems that the moment of separation has arrived again.
But.
"I know, teacher, I've always known it...but..." She slowly squatted down and bit her lower lip where no one else could see her. Stubborn tears flashed in her eyes: "Why does it have to be like this?"
How about soon? I obviously, I have only been with you for such a short time, and we have reunited for such a short time, but you suddenly said that you are leaving and will not come back... The time that has passed during this period has never been as long as the birth, old age, illness and death of anyone.
, it seems that when I wake up, you tell me that you are leaving this world, can’t I think that this is actually a dream, and I haven’t woken up yet?”
She took another deep breath, and her chest heaved with the violent breathing.
Mrs. Shu did not answer, but looked at her student quietly with loving and regretful eyes.
If we only count her more than ten years as a human being, the time we spent together was naturally very short, and there was no time for her to tell the princess the story of a tree growing into a human being. Even the reunion lasted only a moment; but if we add that she had once died
The time when I was a tree became very long, so long that even fate was jealous of this lucky soul. After losing it twice and finding it twice, I vowed to make her pay something.
It is enough to prove its fairness.
A tree listened to those gentle and indifferent words, and developed a yearning for human beings; a little girl stood in the garden of blooming violets, sucking in the breath of those deadly fragrances. When looking back at her, those gentle, tender eyes
, the timid eyes, but there is a familiar look. Will you feel deep melancholy and confusion when you experience the past that is already very familiar?
The breath of the tree became weaker and weaker, and the human heartbeat gradually stopped. She stretched out her hand and tried to touch the princess's cheek, but found that her fingertips began to scatter like sand. That was the consequence or outcome of her determination to fulfill her promise. Now there is no trace of it.
Passed by without reservation, gradually lost in the wind that smelled slightly of rain. But where did such a moist gust of wind come from in this dim corridor? From the tears that could not help falling from the princess's eyes
What?
The sour and salty smell reminded her of a rain many years ago. She and she had seen it in the room together, and saw traces of rain sliding down the glass, but it has continued to rain until now.
She lowered her head and looked for the shadow of her past in the princess's hair with her quiet eyes. The tree that grew silently and never felt sad for any rainy day met a learned and gentle girl, and from then on, a lifelong love tree was planted.
Obsession, and is it all worth it?
All the scenes passed before my eyes: when they first met, the sunlight shining from the ends of the branches, and her profile when she opened the book on her knees and read it carefully; when she was alone, she whispered to herself, without reservation.
The innocence of sharing one's heart with a tree; telling her those lofty ideals and the firm belief that she could sacrifice everything to fight for them; the stories she told about how the tree should grow have always been engraved in her heart and will never be forgotten.
; Looking at her decisively leaving back, helpless, I suddenly felt sad for the rain that was falling, and regarded it as a symbol of parting from now on; finally becoming a human being, I embarked on a journey to find the traces she left behind, but only found in the ancient
It was so painful to find her relics in the ruins of the battlefield; after traveling to various parts of the continent, she returned to this long-lost mountain range, standing in the land of the light elves, and suddenly smelled a familiar scent; seeing her as a young girl
At that time, I couldn't stop the urge to burst into tears; I accepted the king's commission and became the girl's teacher, restarting a paradoxical destiny; unable to help her lift the curse, I watched her walk into the castle and seal herself, and I was helpless.
Sadness; countless times when I woke up at night, pictures of the past flashed in my mind...
At the last moment of her life, Mrs. Shu found that two people appeared in front of her. They had exactly the same faces, but they looked at her with different eyes. One was calm, wise, steady and gentle, and the other was docile, dependent, curious and...
Youmu. They all have their own ideals and their own emotions.
So she suddenly realized that she was wrong. She once thought that the fate of the same line should actually belong to two people, because a person's previous life cannot affect the fate of this life. She once used this principle as a teaching, and she
But he couldn't see through it, which led to a sad ending.
She was her teacher, and later she became her teacher. Time is a wheel that keeps turning. When it passes through the dust and the earth, although the emotions and memories attached to the surface always cycle repeatedly, in the final analysis, it is still moving forward.
On the road.
After thinking about this, she felt more relieved and relaxed.
The scene of that day suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The forked trees, the lush shade, the falling light, the rustling leaves, and the wind with a slight smell of rain... In those familiar scenes, the memory of Mohu Lake
, she really wanted to foresee the future, she said to herself——
"Don't cry, Olvera."
The wind blew the scattered sand and brushed Oveira's cheek, as if her outstretched hand was still touching her face. The corners of her mouth were upward, outlining the smile she had when she first became a human being, and it was also the first time in her life that she called out
The name of the princess was spoken to her in a gentle, helpless and emotional tone that was very familiar in her memory: "Be careful."
Be careful of the twists and turns of fate and those emotions that don’t know what to do.
As the words fell, the last grain of sand blew through the princess's hair, turned into the rain of that day, and dissipated in the moist wind.