The morning mist swam through the woods.

Before five o'clock in the morning, the whole Dragonfly Island was silent, and everything was still asleep.

A transparent drop of dew slowly slid down from the already numb wings. Silently falling on the leaves, the dragonfly's body shook for a moment.

As a dragonfly, he is not like a human being, unable to express the grief of losing his wife in the form of tears, for several days, the dragonfly man did not eat or sleep, from late night to dawn, he sat on the leaves in a demented state.

Xiao Fang... Xiao Fang......

After so many years...... We were never apart.

The dragonfly man hid between the two leaves, muttering to himself in a barely audible voice.

It's better to die early, I won't leave you alone in another world.

"Ahem. Suddenly there was a coughing sound behind him.

A human with flowing white hair walked over.

Helen Xia appeared in the dragon's 360-degree perspective, and this human girl actually got up so early.

……

Helen Xia stood silently beside the dragonfly, her face as calm as a leaf, as if she was talking to herself:

"I always wonder what is the best way to remember my loved ones, whether it is in the way they like or in the way they like......

Dragonfly didn't respond, just tilted his head slightly out of politeness, indicating that he was listening to her.

In the past few days, the tribesmen of the Blue Dragonfly tribe and their children have come to persuade themselves to cheer up and live well, and they understand the reasoning they say, but ......

He couldn't.

He began to get used to and rely on his own grief.

They don't know, only sadness makes them feel "they have feelings......

Xia Helen saw his side face, nodded in greeting, her voice paused, and her voice changed:

"Patriarch, I don't think you love your wife enough, you're a selfish person. ”

The dragonfly Han man stood up, and the green tendons flashed on his face, it seems that this human is not here to persuade himself, but to scold himself, okay, wow, listen to what she has to say.

"My words are actually very simple, if you really love someone, you will live in the way that the other person most expects you, instead of being loveless, torturing yourself with your own sadness, and making the other person sad for you and sad for you. ”

Xia Hailun sighed, "If Aunt Fang stands in front of you and sees you like this, her heart will hurt very much, patriarch, if you really love her, why make her sad." The best way to commemorate grief...... It's joy. ”

There was a morning breeze blowing in the forest, crossing the transparent wings of the dragonfly, blowing up Xia Helen's white hair, she grabbed a wisp and kneaded it in her hand, her mother's face appeared faintly in her eyes, she couldn't control it, and tears rolled down silently.

There is a sentence she wants to speak, in fact, the most painful thing in the world is not the loss of her relatives, but the fact that she is watching her relatives leave, and she can't do anything about it......

Her mouth moved, and finally she squeezed.

Xia Helen closed her eyes and smiled, finding that her words seemed to be to persuade him, why didn't she tell herself, if she could resolve her grief at the beginning, how could she be white overnight?

……

"I'm sorry. ”

Helen Xia turned to leave, her steps as light as when she came, perhaps her own words were superfluous.

Just as she was about to disappear at the end of the leaves.

A voice came from behind him:

"Thank you......"

Xia Helen's footsteps stopped slightly, and she heard that these two words were not polite and polite, but calm and angry.

She smiled like a flower.