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Chapter 4 Losing memory again?

 The moonlight squeezed through the dense branches and leaves, and fell silently on the open space in the forest, as cold as the hoarfrost in autumn and winter. Star-like bright spots of light floated everywhere in the forest, coming from those clinging to the stone tree trunks.

Moss, or luminous plants growing in the bushes, rotten grass glowing, rotten trees withered, and occasionally the wind blows, and the leaves on the branches rustle together with the leaves on the ground, adding a bit of tranquility to this silent forest.

Night and dreamy atmosphere.

The young man's stretched out hand was right in front of her, but Leticia pursed her lips and said nothing. She stared closely at Ringer's eyes, trying to see something in them, hesitation or doubt. But she found nothing. His golden child

A hole is like a clear and clean pool of water, which cannot accommodate anything superfluous. But it is precisely because it is too clean that sometimes people feel that there are many things hidden inside.

As we all know, there can never be a completely pure person. When some people try to show their simplicity or innocence, there are often many unknown emotions hidden in their hearts, which are enough to completely subvert their usual image.

Everyone who was familiar with him was shocked. Leticia did not need any memory evidence for this. She had an instinctive intuition that could help her make a judgment, just like a wild cat wandering on the street can also judge based on instinct that a person is interested in her.

Is your kindness sincere?

However, if his disguise is so good that he can even deceive himself, then...what does it matter if he just believes in him for a while? Whether he is sincere or deceived, if there is no contact, he will never

Maybe we can get an answer?

Amidst the soothing and flowing breathing, which was lighter than the echo of the tide on the shore, the girl slowly stretched out her right hand and handed it to Linge. Her palm was so small, so pale, and the knuckles were clearly concave and convex.

Many small scars left after recovery can be vaguely seen, proving how hard she has been to escape and fight in the past. The memory of the soul may be annihilated, but the memory of the body can tell a lot.

Lin Ge calmly caught her palm, and their palms touched, transmitting a moment of warmth. After that, the young man put his other hand on the back of her hand, and closed his hands to wrap her palm, and it felt like

It was like being wrapped in a cold moonlight that could be extinguished at any time. He slowly closed his eyes, moved his upper and lower lips slightly, and spit out a prayer as soft as a mother humming a lullaby from between his lips and teeth. At this time, the whole world seemed to be

Be quiet and let Leticia hear his voice clearly:

"My God in heaven, I must be honest with you."

"The hypocrisy in the name of kindness caused me to forgive a suffering person without authorization."

"From now on, I am willing to act for her sins, as well as those who have been hurt by her."

"All joy and longing return to her dreams."

"All the pain and uneasiness are engraved in my heart."

……

Sometimes Leticia felt that his voice was very far away, like wandering in the never-ending ocean; sometimes she felt that his voice was very close, like it was echoing in a sacred and majestic church. She slowly closed her eyes, and moved her head

He leaned against the trunk of the ivy tree. Ringer did not move, but silently looked at the girl who was walking toward death. He suddenly stopped praying and said to her: "Ascending into the lightless sea in the sky means returning to the goddess.

In the embrace of the world, the soul will find eternal rest there."

"No." The girl's voice was so weak that only Ringer could hear it.

"What?"

"I don't want to go anywhere yet."

"So, where do you plan to go?"

Leticia did not answer, her head lowered even lower, and she saw the empty darkness in the drowsiness, like the silent deep sea, dragging her body downwards. This process of sinking is the process of losing.

The girl keeps throwing away things so that her soul becomes lighter and lighter, so that she can work hard to float upward, escape from this ocean, and return to the person who has been waiting for her. She seems to see that person smiling at her,

Calling her name gently, she suddenly felt at ease. She was no longer nervous, panicked, or even in pain, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the chaos, the girl's heartbeat gradually became quieter, and she suddenly heard someone whispering in her ear:

"May she and the innocent people live in your worry-free country."

"We, the earthly people, are with the goddess."

……

The young man let go of his hand, letting the petite and cold palm escape from his palm and fall weakly into the dead branches and leaves on the ground. He stood up again, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from the dead girl under the tree.

His eyes were calmly fixed on that pale and peaceful sleeping face.

A few minutes later, Leticia's fingers suddenly trembled, her chest began to rise and fall, and her closed eyelids fluttered slightly, seeming to be opening. This familiar sight reminded him of what he had seen in the mangroves two days ago.

With the miracle of resurrection from the dead, this world may be healthy for the girl in front of her, giving her eternal life, but it may also be cruel, because it deprives her of everything except life. But if she loses

What do those things and life mean to people? Are they just the carrier of the soul and the body of memory?

This very complex philosophical question once caused the young man to fall into a daze. When he came back to his senses, he was awakened by the noisy sound of branches and the flickering of shadows. He raised his head and saw Leticia opening her dark bat.

Wing, flying in the moonlight flowing under the forest, looking down at himself, his eyes full of vigilance, caution and suspicion.

Therefore, the so-called life is just a repetition of what has already happened. It may be boring for the audience, but for the actors in the play, it is a treasure that needs to be exchanged for all memories.

"Then," the young man said to the vampire girl in the sky, seeing the moonlight caressing her snow-white hair and rosy cheeks again: "Go to where you should go."

This strange human said something inexplicable, and seemed to be reminding himself, but he would do the same without him reminding him.

Leticia glared at Ringer, then turned around and flew away without hesitation the next moment. Her figure quickly disappeared into the deepest part of the night, which was also the direction the two came from. The moonlight lost her trace, and she began to wander aimlessly.

As the water flows, there is another cry of a night owl in the forest, as well as the sounds of other small animals chasing and flapping. A girl once died here, but the forest came back to life because of it. This may mean that the world itself is dependent on

Only by devouring the flesh and blood of others can you maintain your own vitality.

Ringer stood there for a while, until the moonlight gradually rushed towards the other end of the forest, like a tide rushing towards his home, he turned around and left here. After he left, silence occupied the night again, and the ancient

The ivy tree stood in the open space, silently listening to the lingering sounds of prayer carried by the wind.


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