Taking advantage of noon, when the sun was shining and the sight was at its best, Zuston followed the navigation on his mobile phone to the largest cemetery in the Continent of Light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although people nowadays are not superstitious, this kind of place is still taboo and mustard in people's hearts, so the cemetery has to be located in a corner of the Continent of Light.

According to the many archives that came to him, Zuston felt, or rather thought, the one that best matched their speculation and analysis, that the deceased was buried here, so Zuston came.

At this time, the cemetery is very quiet, with only a few people in front of the tombstones. Some people read something in their mouths, and a kind of loss was revealed in their eyes, as if they wanted to talk to the people in the tomb and tell their hearts;

And some people didn't say a word, their eyes were full of loneliness, just standing quietly in front of the tombstone, looking at the tombstone intently, like a wax figure.

Lost in loneliness, all because of the regret and reluctance of the deceased, the estrangement between life and death, now, the living can only look at the birch that swayed with the breeze accompanied the deceased, sighing in their hearts, but unable to sigh.

Soon, Zuston came to a willow tree, and according to the records, this man, buried under a willow tree, a man with a little melancholy temperament in his gentleness, and an attractive spring breeze, was buried under the only willow tree in this cemetery.

After absorbing the nutrients of the corpse, after more than ten years of growth, the small sapling of the year has now grown into a thriving tree.

Bai Changtian could observe from the surroundings of the willow tree, it seemed that no one had visited here, everything was very natural, but naturally it was a little incompatible with this cemetery.

But it was precisely because of this that Zuston felt better, his hand gently stroked the tree pattern, whispered "offended", closed his eyes, and began to explore the memories of the people buried under the tree in the spirit absorbed by the willow tree.

Willow's memory is like a movie, and Zuston is like a spectator watching two handsome young men with similar looks in a nightclub.

Zuston could feel the thrill of his heart, and one of the men, his eyes glittering, staring in one direction, and Zuston turned his head to follow the other's line of sight.

The memory of the willow tree is the memory of the man, the man does not remember the public in the nightclub, only the appearance of the woman with an exotic style is very clear.

Zuston didn't care about this, as long as he could see the heroine, he only came to explore the origin of the incident.

The woman's costume is obviously a young lady who works in this nightclub, but it is a little different from the average young lady, this difference is not her very exotic appearance, but her body seems to exude a kind of light, a different kind of tenderness and innocence.

The woman accompanied a male customer at the bar who couldn't see his face clearly, and occasionally, seeing the woman's smile as bright as spring, the heartbeat flashed again, and Zuston knew that this feeling should be the feeling of the man at this moment.

He can understand that sometimes, the germination of human feelings is so incredible, perhaps because of a glance, because he inadvertently noticed this glance, and his heart sprouted.

"Anduin, what's wrong?" Beside him, a man of the same size and appearance noticed Anduin's gaze and asked with concern.

"Brother, don't you think she's special?" Anduin's hot eyes stared at the woman and whispered.

It has to be said that even Zuston felt that this man's tone and tone were so gentle that people felt very comfortable, and it was not difficult to guess that he was definitely a gentle person on weekdays.

"How?" Hailiyin was a little strange, and when he looked at Anduin's line of sight, he also noticed the woman, and immediately smiled and said, "What? Interested? Call her over? With that, he raised his hand and beckoned, Anduin closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, hung his head and said softly, "There is no need for this......"

At this time, another feeling flashed through Zuston's heart, a beautiful vision of ideals, a feeling that Zuston was very familiar with.

It is a feeling of wanting to store the best things in the pure land called 'innocence' in my heart. Zuston is indeed familiar with and understands the feeling very well.

I am afraid that the reality may destroy the beautiful imagination in my heart, so I would rather give up than be destroyed by the reality of the innocence in my heart. Because Zuston himself felt this way, he was able to understand Anduin's thoughts.

"Why bother?" Seeing Anduin, who had his eyes closed and lowered his head with a satisfied expression, Hairiin said in a low voice: "In this kind of place, you must not touch your true feelings. ”

"Why not?" Zuston asked, he did ask, but he understood very well, it didn't make any sense at all, it was just a memory, he was just an outsider in this memory, but, even so, he wanted to ask.

"Why not? She is just an ordinary person, there is no distinction between high and low, the so-called class, but just the tradition or this era, the moral division regulated by people, there is no meaning at all, but unfortunately, people can't jump out of this meaningless circle, as if they are afraid that once they jump out, they will be isolated and become a monster in the eyes of others. ”

Zuston said to himself: "It's not because you become a monster in the eyes of others, but because you want to be one of the sheep, you give up your own ideas to cater to others, this is the saddest reality......"

Sighing and shaking his head, perhaps, it is precisely because Zuston has transcended the regulations of this era that there is a completely unreasonable combination of 'ironyoffate', always, beyond the regulations, out of the regulations, what is really needed is courage, but how many people can muster this courage?

Anduin's answer, however, gave Zuston a sense of sympathy.

What he said was exactly the same as what Zuston thought in his heart, and there was already Zuston of that era more than ten years ago, a person who was out of the rules.

Zuston could see that the sparkle in Anduin's eyes when he said these words was the kind of hope and courage that he was willing to take the first step in changing the world......

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