Curtain 17 Knowing the song
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Yutong Shiai lies among the hibiscus flowers. There were sticky blood stains on his body, face, and hands, as if he had just been drenched in blood. And among the hibiscus, there is no longer such a girl.
He lay like this, hibiscus supporting his body, dotting the boundaries of his vision, then the deep blue sky and the white clouds pacing slowly.
Finished eating.
From head to toe, not even a piece of cloth or clogs remained, fulfilling his promise.
The wind whistled and wailed from one end of the plain, and rushed to the other, shaking the Fuso beside him, like a maiden beckoning him to follow. Yutong Shiai felt the coolness in the corners of his eyes when the wind blew across his face.
That's tears.
"Why...... Are you still crying? β
He looked at the sky and muttered to himself a little strangely.
It's weird, it's weird. Obviously she ate her by herself, obviously she didn't want to cry before, obviously everything was perfect, and Igolia also managed to be with her sisters, and she also responded to each other's intentions, but it's so strange...... Why do you still cry.
[Human feelings, even if they are human, will not understand. γ
The girl seemed to whisper in her ear. Yutong Shiai can even feel the smile of the other party when whispering in his ear.
How strange is that......
I just ate her, and I started to miss her a little.
The wind whistled again in my ears, bringing with it a whisper and a whisper.
"Sing, sing, sing."
"Singing the Ballad of the Earth......"
In his ears, it seemed that the girl was singing in that soft voice again, and Yutong Shiai's eyes narrowed. His heart suddenly relaxed, and he opened his mouth together.
"The breeze gently embraces, bathed in the light."
"The starry night shines brightly, and the streets are lit up in an instant."
"Float, float, float. Put your heart in your heart. β
The singing voices of boys and girls echoed like this......
But.
Something seems to be wrong.
Yutong Shiai realized something, hurriedly raised her chin, and in her upside-down gaze, she saw the girl floating on top of those hibiscus flowers, smiling and singing.
She was so pure and immaculate, her pure white hair was as warm as milk, there was a simple smile in her holy silver eyes, she was wearing a white slim robe that was unadorned and I couldn't tell what material it was, and a pair of clean and straight calves stretched out from the lower edge of the robe, suspended in the air.
Yutong Shiai's face changed suddenly.
That stupidly happy expression is only revealed by that girl.
"Egria?"
The girl's silver eyes, which resembled Egria, were shiny, as if polished. She blinked, turned her head, and looked at Yutong Shiai crookedly.
ββ¦β¦ Egria? β
She asked.
Yutong Shiai rolled over and sat up, then looked at the girl and frowned.
"You're Egria, aren't you?"
"Egria? Me? β
The girl pointed at herself, and the confusion on her face did not look like a fake.
The look of surprise on Yutong Shiai's face froze for a moment, and then he looked at the girl carefully. The girl's face is indeed the same as that of Egria, but at the same time there are differences. Her eyes were brighter than Egalia's, clear and full of texture. And her long hair is not as cold as Egria, but it is like pure milk, with a hint of sweetness.
Her whole body emitted a hazy white light, and she floated above the hibiscus like a ghost.
"Oops, this is an unexpected unfolding."
When Yutong Shiai was full of doubts and embarrassment, behind him, the familiar girl's voice suddenly remembered. When he looked back, he saw the blonde girl leaning over the edge of the gap, and the smile on her face.
She squinted at Yutong Shiai, and then put her scrutinizing gaze on the white-haired girl, and sighed a few times.
"Ten loves, do you know the spirit?"
Spirit?
Yutong Shiai was stunned. Yakumo Purple held her chin with her hand and began to explain to Yutong Juai.
"The word of the spirit can be understood as a powerful soul or as an object with a soul, of course, this does not need to be delved into. A spirit is not a being, but a quality - such as a combined body of temperament and a ghost, or a ghost that a person becomes after death with an obsession. But they all have one thing in common, which is the spirit. β
Yakumo Zi looked at the girl who tilted her head with a naΓ―ve face and couldn't understand the atmosphere with some meaning, and finally said what she had found.
"This is the spirit of Egriath's intense longing. If it is the ultimate malice, then it will become an evil spirit. If it were with the ultimate kindness, it would be like this. β
Yakumo Zi smiled, dragged Yutong Shiai up from the ground, and then gently pushed Yutong Shiai's back, making Yutong Shiai involuntarily take a few steps in the direction of the girl. Yutong Shiai was just puzzled by Yakumo Zi's movements, and saw the pure white girl's originally bright eyes in front of her light up again, and the whole person used force out of thin air and jumped into his chest.
"Wow!"
He took two steps back, and then he saw the girl hugging him. She leaned her head on Yutong Shiai's not wide chest, and let out a happy sound.
Yutong Shiai looked at Yakumo Zi without a clue, hoping that she could explain something. And Yakumo Zi also seemed to have expected this, and nodded.
"The Spirit exists because of the intense longing of human beings after death. This girl can be said to be the spirit born of Egria, but it can also be seen as an extension of Egria. She has no memory, she doesn't have much ability to think, she is just a spirit that carries the strong thoughts of her master. β
Yakumo then lowered her head slightly, and the golden bangs drew a few shadows in front of her eyes, making it difficult to see what kind of emotion was in her eyes.
"And this spirit is very weak, so weak that it will dissipate after a few days."
Yutong Shiai froze in place.
After a few days, it will dissipate, like fireworks, blooming in the sky and then disappearing. Only the silent night sky with the smell of gunpowder smoke remains.
"Isn't it good?"
But Yakumo's sage raised his head like this, with a little joy in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"She herself wants to be with you, and this spirit is by your side for a few days, which is the last lingering affection for you, isn't it?"
Yutong Shiai sank his eyebrows, and his eyes, which were as dark as the night sky, did not have the same ease and pleasure as Yakumo Purple. He bit his lip and looked at the girl who was holding his waist and rubbing constantly. As if noticing the other party's gaze, the girl stopped moving, raised her head, and showed a silly innocent smile. This is an innocent smile that Egolia does not have, and even Yutong Shiai has never seen it.
Yutong Shiai's eyebrows sank more and more. He reached out and pointed at himself.
"Do you know who I am?"
The girl blinked and shook her head.
"I don't know, but I like it."
Yutong Shiai sighed.
This spirit only inherited the feelings that belonged to Egria, but he didn't even inherit the slightest memory, he didn't remember who he was, and he didn't know who Yutong Shiai was.
He couldn't accept it.
It's obviously a newborn spirit that has nothing to do with Yutong Shiai.,But she had to inherit the love for Yutong Shiai.γ Yakumo Zi looked like this spirit was a continuation of Egria's life, but Yuki Juai didn't think soβfor her, he wasn't a person who existed in the past, but he had such a deep love for him that didn't belong to this spirit.
This was definitely not supposed to be a continuation of the girl, she had her will to be reborn. But so what, she's just a spirit that can exist for a few days, and whatever she wants to do or don't do, it doesn't mean much.
"Cheer up, your expression is terrible, Shiai."
Yakumo Purple slapped the back of Yutong Shiai's head, and the smile became meaningful.
"I didn't say anything, there is no way."
"Yakumo-sama?"
Yutong Shiai looked at her with some surprise. Yakumo Purple smiled and sighed.
"I knew you would think that. You just care too much about that. β
She stretched out her white hand and pointed at the zenith.
"The sky outside the sky, the white jade pavilion, is a good place to go. The underworld is very suitable for the survival of spirits, and if they are sent there, they may be able to live a little longer. β
"Then send her there."
Yutong Shiai lowered her head and touched the spirit girl's head.
"You're not Egria, you should have a memory of your own."
The girl didn't understand what he was talking about, but she still smiled and nodded, echoing Yutong Shiai's words.
"If you like, then I'll go."
Yutong Shiai's hand stiffened on the girl's head. He closed his eyes and raised his head.
"Now, how did you know about that song?"
He asked why the spirit girl still remembered how to sing this song, and why she still remembered this song. The spirit girl shook her head after a sigh.
"I don't know why."
"yes, I don't know......"
Yutong Shiai seems to be regretting something, and it seems to be rejoicing in something. He opened his eyes and made a decision, so he grabbed the girl by the shoulders and pulled her away from him.
"Well, I'll give you a new name, and then you'll live in the world I've sent you to."
"Name? Do you have a name? β
The girl looked at him curiously, and he looked at the girl very seriously. The pure black and the pure silver looked at each other, like the distinction between day and night.
"Of course."
Yutong Shiai looked at the familiar face and the unfamiliar other party, and showed a helpless smile.
"My name is Yutong Shiai, and your name is Zhige."
PS: The dead rest in peace, and the living bear the weight. After thinking about it, I decided to let this spirit appear, sometimes the dead are lighter people.
It seems to have entered a delicate state of broken threads.
Besides, I didn't write about abuse in the first place, so why should you send me something?
And I'm going to take a few days off and skip work, um.
Che-chan touched his head poi