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Mu Ziyi got up and stepped on the invisible stairs and walked in front of the scattered ones. The arrogant appearance that did not lose his demeanor before disappeared without a trace in an instant. Like an ordinary father, he chatted about family life without a smile.

"Did you meet her?"

Scattered didn't speak, she didn't seem to hear. His gaze stayed on Sora Feather's body.

Mu Ziyi frowned lightly, looking a little lonely. But when he said the next sentence, he became more cordial, "Why don't I take you to live with her for a few days?" gently brushed her hair bun and tidied up her clothes, Mu Ziyi said the planned words, hiding the sadness in his eyes, but his heart was moist. obviously promised her not to let Zero know, but he planned how to let her find out, or know......

"Father, she's not happy. I don't like her......" Scattered looked up at the boy. Two pairs of eyes of the same color are together.

A clear light flashed in Mu Ziyi's eyes, and he couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy, but subconsciously, he changed the topic without a trace, "Meet, listen to my father's words, you and Kong Yu are fruitless, and you are not the person he is destined for." By the end of your destiny trajectory, he will completely forget about you. Therefore, you have no results. ”

"Father, I don't think we're without results. Scattered for a moment, blurted out without thinking.

The scattered stubbornness made Mu Ziyi speechless for a while. He couldn't help but think back to his former self. It is also such a young ignorance, so ignorant that it feels that it can change the trajectory of its destiny, so that it has no end. Everyone, there is an end, and the end of most people, is death. And the end of the Children of Destiny is when they become Star Emperors. All those who know them, the people they know, and the things that pertain to them, will forget them, and even, the people they are destined to forget, when they have children, will forget them along with the children. The only ones who have not forgotten them are their children. What's more, it's not the one who is meant to be?

Many years ago, Mu Ziyi handed over one person's happiness and life and memories with another person, as well as his last freedom, and exchanged the years of the person he loved for the memory of the person he loved the most. However, after witnessing the growth of the person who was destined to lose his happiness, he tried to return her full life. It's just that I don't know if she will forgive herself, and she will still pull his wrist and call him a father like she once did......

Is it still the same as it used to be? He is so sad, he just wants to save everything, and he doesn't want his daughter to bear the word "loneliness" because of his selfishness.

Between the deep and mysterious dark blue eyes, what flashed was as gorgeous as a meteor, mixed with thousands of thoughts, and in an imperceptible place, it turned into a gauze dress, drifted into the past that could not be returned, and became a lingering memory.

Between the slender fingers, a dark red soft fluorescent light snaked in front of the scattered, and gradually, it sank into the empty feather's forehead, and it glowed with a little luster. Before he could figure out what was going on, everything around him had changed.

In the moonlight, she saw indigo flowers blooming in a pool of clear water. Mu Ziyi said that this is the memory pool of the empty feather, which is full of memory flowers.

In the depths of everyone's mind, there is a memory pool, and each memory flower represents a person's memory, a petal, to record this event. Even an accidental eye contact with a stranger will be recorded along with thoughts, and it will not be recalled until the person is on the verge of death.

The dark red fluorescence lingered in the pool, and finally, it scurried into the most brilliant flower,

One, two, the petals withered, thanking the past, the fog covered the moonlight for ten years, and the petals reflected the time of the past, recalling the words of the past. It's like a mess, there are no rules. Hands full of memories, rustling.

Scatter's face sank, and he panicked to grab those petals, but he couldn't hold the red dust of the past, and he couldn't escape the confusion.

How so?

Father, how can you do this? The memory flower is withering, and he will forget me!

She was so sad, but she couldn't shed tears. Zero is not a person destined for the empty feather, as the child of fate, she can't shed tears for the empty feather. Scattered reached out to touch the withered flower, but the flower withered at every touch.

In Mu Ziyi's eyes, the scattered figure became more and more lonely, the moonlight was as calm as a veil of water, and he was startled by the movement of the dragonfly and the water, and he couldn't help but look away and stop looking at his daughter.

Let her look at herself with hatred, and swayed away from the empty valley with the already unconscious empty feather on her back.

It wasn't until he couldn't hear the sound that Mu Ziyi picked up the fallen leaves that had already been transparent one by one and quietly put them in his arms.