"A long time ago, there was a father who doted on his daughter." Yixue Greene's ethereal voice began to tell slowly.
"He built a garden for his daughter, filled with flowers of various colors."
"The girl lives a carefree life in this garden, sometimes walking and sometimes singing."
"Childish and pure singing, like a newborn bird."
"The father loves his daughter so much that sometimes he will let some very good friends and relatives come to enjoy his daughter's singing to share this beauty and joy."
"At the banquet, the guests sat with the father and watched the girl dancing and singing among the flowers, and they couldn't help but be intoxicated."
"They gave the girl various blessings, including gorgeous and exquisite dresses, flowers that never fade, bright and moving gems, and wishes to wish her eternal youth."
"If time stays at that moment forever, maybe this is also a beautiful story."
"But the girl felt tired. She didn't want to stay in this garden all the time. She wanted to go out and have a look. This idea was naturally blocked by her father."
"There are many bad people out there, and they are very dangerous, my father said."
"The girl did not resist, but chose to stay in the garden obediently. Even if occasionally a few handsome young men secretly told her that they could take her out, she did not agree."
"My father loves me. He will not lie or deceive me. This is the simple thought of a girl."
"But fairy tales must eventually end. My father died."
"The girl who lost her support finally fell into the world. Without any survival skills, she soon encountered various difficulties, deception, lies, greed, lust, and all kinds of people with ulterior motives began to approach her."
"This world is exactly what my father said, it is so ugly."
"What's rare is that the war happened to break out. The girl was sent to the battlefield because of her special abilities. After witnessing various bloody and cruel scenes, she eventually died on the battlefield. So her simple life ended here."
At this point, Yixue Green's ethereal voice also slowly stopped.
"Sorry, it's not a tortuous and touching story." The ghost girl slowly turned her head and continued to talk to Lorraine Hill.
"Nothing." Maybe this is life, Lorraine Hill thought, things in the world are changeable and impermanent, and there is no beauty in art.
"Although these things seem to have happened in my lifetime, I feel like I am watching the memories of a stranger." Ixeglin floated slowly, her illusory fingers drawing light blue spots in the air.
"Although the dead girl is exactly the same as me, I can't feel the feelings in it, nor can I understand her love, hate, and various emotions."
"The knowledge in my memory tells me that the ghost should have this unfulfilled wish or obsession, otherwise it will not be able to condense the scattered soul and thoughts, but will become invisible."
"But what is my wish?"
Yixue Green's ethereal voice ended somewhat, and the scene slowly fell into silence and quiet.
After a long time, the silver-haired girl stood up.
"I don't know how to explain it. Maybe everyone's experience and thoughts are different." Lorraine Hill took off the flowers from her hair and looked at the petals.
"The meaning of life is different for everyone, and I don't dare to make rash decisions about others."
"I can only make a bold guess, maybe that girl hopes that she can have a different life."
"Wanting to get something is a wish, and wanting to leave something is also a wish. The past is not necessarily all good memories. Maybe it is not like putting such a heavy burden on the new you, so that you can live your life freely.
, experience a completely different life." The girl gently rubbed the ice-gold flowers in her palms, and the light blue flowers slowly flew up in the wind.
"Like a newborn bird, traveling lightly, spreading its wings and flying, experiencing the sky of flowing clouds and gentle breeze."
"Just treat it as my little personal conjecture. If you think this is unreasonable, you must have your own reasons. This is something that no one else can interfere with."
Lorraine Hill looked at the ice-gold flower that was gradually flying away in the wind, and recounted some of her own little thoughts. She was not an emotional master or a philosopher who had experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and these were just her little thoughts.
"Yeah, but it does feel better to hear what Luo Lan said."
Yixue Green floats in the sky, slowly surrounding the ice-gold flower.
"So how do I start a new life? I don't have anything in particular that I long for."
"Then do what you like and feel comfortable with." The girl's voice came from under the sea of flowers.
"For me, watching the sunset every night is my favorite thing. In winter, I sit by the warm stove and watch the blood flowers falling slowly outside the window. When the sky is clear, I watch the sunset in the breeze.
Taking a nap under the rolling shutter window, watching the golden ears of grain in the fields during the harvest season, are all things that make me very happy."
"No matter how many times I do it, I never get tired of it."
The girl opened her arms, jogged with small steps, then jumped down from the hill, slowly floated in the wind, and then floated side by side in the air with the ghost lady.
"There are indeed some unsatisfactory things in life, and there are many difficult and painful things, but that does not prevent me from having these beautiful dreams."
"It is these beautiful things waiting for me ahead that make me willing to endure and work hard to get through these difficult years."
"Take one step, then one more, and the road will open up."
Yi Xue Gelin looked at the silver-haired girl and asked: "Has Lorraine ever been confused and difficult?"
"Yes, it lasted for a long time. I was like a rat underground, feeling inferior and insignificant, for fear of being seen by others."
"I can't tell at all. If Luo Lan was a mouse, he would also be a cute, fat and white hamster." Yixue Greene's mood gradually became cheerful and relaxed.
After untying her heart and gradually letting go, Yi Xue Ge Lin was no longer too entangled in the strange past in her memory. The two of them flew freely in the sky, visiting the forests and mountains under the moonlight, until the warm sun came from the east again.
rising.
The warm sunshine shone on the world, and the two flying people finally landed on the edge of a quiet lake, right outside the Ice Flame Beehive.
"Then, let's start from here."
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Three days later, with the help of Lorraine Hill, the ice-gold flowers that originally grew on the hills were moved to the edge of the lake.
The water in the lake deep in the mountains is clear and cold. The crystal-clear coffin slowly falls from the lake surface and then slowly sinks to the bottom of the lake.
The water rippled, and the sleeping girl was peaceful. The two people on the lake looked at the coffin in the lake light, slowly floating up and falling back to the shore.
"Just put it under the water?" Lorraine Hill asked.
"Well, every time I see it, it's like looking in the mirror."
"The me in the mirror has fallen into a deep sleep, and the me on this side should also take a lesson. I will no longer blindly listen to other people's words, but live a life of my own."
"Is there anything you want to do now?"
"Yes, I want the ice-gold flowers to bloom and create a garden that I like." The ghost girl said this, her illusory body showing its true beauty in the sunlight.