There is no death in this world, if one day you see ......

Who knows why.

Feng Yu picked up a scarab beetle that was close to transparency, and the little thing that had always made Feng Yu helpless now seemed to have lost all its vitality, like a wax figure, quietly in the palm of his hand, slowly, by the invisible power, all his life was drained little by little, turned into a handful of yellow sand and left, floating away in the wind.

Perhaps, when a person has been ordinary for a long time, he will yearn for a life full of unknowns, and when a person has been lonely for a long time, he will look forward to the excitement and jubilation that are far away from him.

So a lot of times, people will wonder why a person who has always been like this, suddenly one day he doesn't repeat it anymore?

Why is an ordinary person who encounters a low-level deception, but is so stubborn that he can't be dissuaded and falls into it?

Why does an introverted and shy person believe like a madman in the success of pyramid schemes, the justice of cults, and the harmlessness of drugs?

Perhaps, everyone once believed in their hearts that they were the special one in the world, but after polishing their lives for a long time, they finally realized that they were just one of the beings in the clouds, and that belief was hidden in the deepest depths.

Maybe you think he'll never show up again, but there are always moments when life touches that belief that may be just too small to be possible.

There are some people who pounce without hesitation, pounce crazy, pounce forget everything, and pounce frenzy.

When he saw the statue erected on the vast desert, Fengyu couldn't help but take a long breath like a person who was about to suffocate in the water.

After all, he was just an ordinary person, having repeatedly seen the scene of the endless desert, even though he had judged the danger ahead again and again in his heart, he still chose this path.

Like those hopeless madmen he had seen, he watched his soul and magic pass day after day in the invisible power, and silently stepped over step by step.

Feng Yu felt that his eyes must be blood-red at the moment, just like those gamblers who fought for the last hand.

Dragging his already almost transparent body, Fengyu silently walked towards the statue group.

There are many, so many statues here that Fengyu can't see where the last row of statues is.

He couldn't tell the material of these statues, each one was very real and vivid, even if it had been eroded by the wind and sand and was no longer exquisite, he could still match them with his own memory at first sight.

There are those who will never forget it in his life, some who pass by in a hurry, leaving only a trace in his memory, and some of which he feels he has forgotten for a long time, and it is only after watching it that he suddenly ......

If there is an afterlife, Fengyu feels that this place can be used as a retrospective place for his past life, not only those people, but also those who carry his endless emotions.

It's like his classmate standing on the left now, and Muto Game standing in the distance.

Maybe it's Naruto's family portrait that has been missing, maybe it's the rare full-fledged personnel of the Thirteen Courts of Tranquility, or maybe it's the figure of some people who have long since disappeared.

Looking at Mira's slightly flustered figure holding the wine tray, Feng Yu felt that it must be the guild's group of bastards who were mischievous again, hooking the corners of his mouth, but unconsciously hooking his fingers and gently rubbing them affectionately on Mira's nose.

Perhaps, it was that moment......

Feng Yu looked at his hand and turned his head to look at the statues around him in a bit of a daze.

Perhaps, it's really different.

After hesitating for a long time, Feng Yu finally put down the hand he had been holding up with some relief, pursed the corners of his mouth and pulled up the curvature of his mouth, but opened his arms, hugged Mira's statue again, gently pressed it to her ear, and muttered: "Don't worry, I'll be going back soon." ”

Perhaps, it's really different.

Patting off the dust on his body, Feng Yu smiled and glanced at Mira again, but turned around and continued walking in the previous direction.

The faces that were familiar, or almost forgotten, almost turned over all the memories of his past and present lives.

It's just that, all the way forward, Fengyu never stopped in front of any statue, silently, but firmly, walked through this special jungle, and walked towards the void gate standing on the broken wall, a lonely door.

……

"You may be seated, you're welcome. ”

"Although you also have a face similar to mine, it is not enough to say that in my house, you still need to be polite with me. ”

Feng Yu dragged the chair at hand, sat down with a big grin, and looked around the room, his eyes full of nostalgia, reminiscence, and amazement.

All this was so familiar, and everything was arranged by his own hands, but in the past and present lives, it seemed that he had been gone for too long, and he could no longer recall those details.

In the end, his eyes fell on the face on the opposite side of the tea table, which was exactly the same as himself, still so handsome, still so charming, only the snow-white brocade skirt was really an intolerable failure, and the beautiful and charming figure could only make him more ......

Not to mention, with this undulating and delicate figure, the elegant and chic brocade skirt is also gentle and charming beyond imagination.

"Tea?"

Feng Yu on the opposite side picked up the tea set on the table and broke the small silence.

"Nope. Feng Yu glanced at the tea set, and he didn't remember when he put it away, and there was no more leisurely tea drinking and chatting like now.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

Feng Yu on the other side didn't persuade much, and picked up the teacup by himself.

Fengyu didn't stay on her face too much, although the beauty tasted tea was pleasing to the eye, but she still couldn't feel anything about herself.

His gaze finally slipped on the pile of cards scattered on the side, and Fengyu's eyes unconsciously flashed a trace of memory, nostalgia, and sentimentality.

"Do you believe in fate?"

I don't know when the other Fengyu has finished tasting tea, cleaned up the tea table, and with a wave of his hand, he moved the pile of cards to the middle of the table and spread them out neatly.

"I, I believe it, but it's not fate, it's fate. ”

Feng Yu retracted his gaze, leaned back on the back of the chair, and a smile seemed to be a joke on the corner of his mouth, only his eyes were suddenly there.

The other Fengyu was slightly stunned.

Feng Yu laughed out loud as if the prank had succeeded.

But after only laughing twice, he stopped, slowly sat up straight, and looked at the other Fengyu seriously: "It's a bit of a surprise, but I do believe in it, Itnia." ”