3. Never give up

"O Graceful City, the world says that time can forget everything, but why, my thoughts of you have increased with the passage of time, why, now I touch you so cold (Legend of the Other World, chapter 3). Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Under the big tsubaki tree, this half-black, half-white figure has been here many times, and in the black soil, the corpse of the long-dead city is buried, and the heartbroken feelings of the night are buried.

"What never leaves, what life and death go with, hum, what a joke!" Ye sneered, and was silent again, and after a long time, he sighed often, and just as he turned to leave, the corner of his clothes was pulled at some point-

"Old ghost, they all say I'm your daughter, don't you say?!" The childish voice broke the night's contemplation, and the night woke up from its reverie and looked down at the little girl at her feet, who had been unknowingly by her side for decades. Every time I heard this little ghost call him, I was furious, because she called Li Qi the little ghost, so she didn't call herself an old ghost? Forget it, what can you do if you don't shout like this, is it difficult to call your father?

"It's not!" Night replied crisply, for he knew that God would not have children.

"So where am I from, what am I, and why am I here?"

Night sighed again, this little ghost has always been so annoying: "You were picked up by me from the gutter of the world, so you are very likely to be human." ā€

"Liar! They say that all parents are so deceitful, they say, you are my father, that is, you will die to save face and not admit it, old ghost, what is father, why don't I call you that, why do fathers have to deceive people! ā€

Night really wants to kill those demons who love to tell right and wrong at this time, not to mention that Night is a person who is not good at words, even if he has a few mouths, he can't tell in the face of this little ghost who is so like himself, why she is so like herself, Night doesn't know, maybe God has the ability to make everything close to him look like.

"You're not my daughter!" After saying this, Night turned to leave, and the little hand holding the corner of his clothes was thrown away, and for the hopeful little ghost, Night still cruelly said such a fact.

"Then I should have a name, they say, human fathers will give their children names."

"Imp." Night said perfunctorily.

"That's the name of the milk, I want you to name me!" Suddenly, a pair of warm little hands held the night tightly.

It's been too long and too long to touch such warmth, the night is a spirit, there is a strange feeling on his body, as if this little ghost has magic power, the dead flowers and plants around him revived in this instant, he looked back at this child whose eyes were full of hope, that kind of longing look made him can't help but think of a person, time flies really fast, in a blink of an eye, the little ghost in front of him has grown taller, and he can actually reach his own hand.

"It's also because of her that I'm no longer lonely, Grace City, did you arrange this?" The night looked up at the tall Tsubaki tree, and on the long tree, a fluttering red ribbon carried how much acacia and the eternal dream of the night, so the night blurted out-

"Never leave ......" he said very lightly.

"Huh?" The little ghost beside her obviously didn't hear clearly, but her hand held him more tightly, with such an excited and eager look.

So Ye took a deep breath, squatted in front of this little girl for the first time, looked at her, and said firmly: "Li Qi, your name is - Li Qi." ā€

Since then, the death zone that has followed the night for 10,000 years has disappeared.