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Qianling raised her head and looked at the clear blue sky above the forest.

The afternoon sun was bright and warm, shimmering over the forest with a canopy of swaying ancient trees. The leaves are coated with a light layer of honey-colored sunlight, like countless golden wind chimes gently swaying in the wind, making a soft and crisp sound.

The footsteps slowly stopped, the hand hung by his side, and the small silver bell hung on his wrist, gently admonishing.

A few strands of chestnut hair lay on the top of his head, like a few soft patches of grass trembling in the wind.

Slowly pursing her lips, she drooped her head listlessly like a defeated rooster.

I lost my temper with Satsuki for some reason......

She seems to be very angry today.

There seemed to be a young man quietly watching her in front of him, his red eyes that reflected her shadow clearly, and his eyes struggling and sad.

My heart suddenly softened.

Qianling hung her head and sighed.

The look of silence with his head bowed, a quiet and pitiful expression...... It's like she's bullying an innocent child.

Qianling looked at the swaying flowers at her feet in a daze.

doesn't like to talk, doesn't want to refute, doesn't disdain arguments, and only stare at people when it's in a hurry......

Satsuki is still exactly the same as before.

Qianling sighed faintly like a sentimental old man.

As a demon, he is willing to accept the light of daylight...... What is the difference between this and ordinary people holding torches?

He also said a bunch of truths in a hearty way...... Fool!

Qianling lowered her head and clenched her hand gently.

It's clear that he's wrong......

But there is a faint sense of guilt whirling in the bottom of my heart.

From time to time, the last glance before she turned to leave, the sad look on the young man's face when he stared at her blankly.

Like a cat that has been injured, but only licks its wounds alone without making a sound.

Since leaving Ellens, we have met only a few times, but it seems that every time, he always shows such an expression.

Qianling slowly lowered her eyelids and bit her lip.

Xiaoyue is now an adult, and she is no longer the child she used to hold in her arms and hold in her hands to talk and coax.

She doesn't need to coax him to get used to him like before, he wants to die, live, and ****...... It's none of her to do with it.

Shaking her head vigorously, Qianling patted her face vigorously, held back a seemingly relaxed smile, and continued to walk forward.

There is a saying that curiosity kills cats, because of curiosity she made a big mistake and almost lost her life, because of curiosity she lost the wings she had been looking forward to...... But even now, with broken wings and a fence, she still hasn't learned to be smart.

Sometimes I really think about it...... If only I hadn't been nosy.

If only I hadn't met.

In that case, perhaps she was still living peacefully in Elenis, flying around all day long with her little wings, simple and happy, always fearless of danger and worry......

Wing.

The familiar voice seems to come from the depths of the heart, clear and immature, so familiar and profound......

From the depths of distant memory.

The footsteps faltered slightly.

Qianling slowly stopped, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she slowly clenched into a fist.

In a trance, the little child seemed to appear in front of him again.

The long silver hair, which is as clear as the moonlight, is as clear as the silver eyes that seem to be sprinkled with crystal frost and snow......

He stood quietly in the deepest recesses of his memories - a corner that had long been shattered and no longer dared to touch easily.

He looked at her quietly, with a little helplessness, a little gentleness, a little indulgence in his clear eyes, and a faint smile faintly appeared at the corner of his lips, as clean and beautiful as a night epiphany.

My heart suddenly trembled.

The stiff legs couldn't take a single step.

You're like that...... Is it really fake?

His lips trembled slightly, and he pursed his ...... Don't dare to let go.

Oh, yes......

It was a memory she never dared to touch, a person she never wanted to think about.

The blood-drenched truth turns the purest and most beautiful memories into unrecognizable cacti, and the slightest touch is full of stinging pain in the hands and blood in the heart.

It is better to forget, than to stay away,

I hope that the two are irrelevant, and the two are peaceful.

But even if it's too far away to reach or take care of, at least, I hope you'll be well.

Why do you have to do that to hurt yourself? Why doesn't anyone stand up and stop it? Can you inflict pain without getting hurt? Is this the right of who gives whom? Why does everyone take it for granted?

The air suddenly trembled slightly, like a wave gradually rising, gradually waving a circle of invisible ripples!

The chestnut hair was swept up by the surging wind, and Qianling was stunned, and slowly turned around stiffly, looking behind her.

Boom!!

The dazzling white light of the Swallowing Sky Fertile Sun erupted in an instant, like a stormy wave spreading out from a certain part of the forest!

The wind hunts, and the white dress flies.

In front of him was a dazzling white light that covered the sky and the sun, like a surging torrent coming from the mountains and seas, engulfing everything around him, and he couldn't see it clearly.

She stood there motionless, her eyes glazed over, like a wax figure.

……

……

"This experiment...... I am the most suitable person, and only if I try it myself, will I minimize the casualties and get the maximum results with the least sacrifice......"

"Do you understand?"

……

……

I don't understand.

His nose suddenly became sore, his eyes were warm and moist, and tears gradually came out of his eyes, falling down his cheeks and shattering.

You idiot.

The dazzling holy light that covered the sky and the sun swept through the entire forest like a surging torrent, lasting for dozens of seconds, and then gradually melted and collapsed like a thick fog, revealing the ancient forest with towering trees.

Chestnut hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his clean white dress was dyed with a hazy golden morning light, which was gently blowing in the wind.

Qianling stood in the quiet forest of light and shadow, with two tear stains on her cheeks, like a tree that could not speak, motionless, silent and speechless, and even her eyelashes did not tremble.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, there was a warm temperature behind me.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly, and she paused, then slowly turned around and looked behind her.

"Chirp!"

The slender tail spines hang down to the ground and sway gently.

Xiao Jiu ran over at some point, snuggled up to her, and rubbed his head on her like a coquettish one.

Seeing her looking at herself quietly, her eyes were glazed, with no expression or speech...... Xiao Jiu's dark red eyes blinked, and she leaned over again and rubbed gently, letting out a low whimper from her mouth, as if she was apologizing for leaving her and running away.

His lips trembled slightly, and another tear trickled down the corner of his lips, and gradually the tip of his tongue tasted a salty taste.

She slowly reached out to hug Xiao Jiu's head, tears rolling down her cheeks and sinking into her clothes, but she was so cold that she shivered.

"Tweet ......"

Perhaps feeling the sadness of the hands that hugged it, Xiao Jiu obediently stood in place, letting the girl hold herself tightly and gently licking the tears on her cheeks.

The forest is quiet, sprinkled with warm, crystalline golden sunlight.

The mournful and hoarse cry sounded intermittently and for a long time.