Hades put away the ghost fire in his palm, walked out of the utility room, and walked towards his dormitory.

The sound of empty footsteps sounded in the empty corridor, and the tall figure of Hades seemed to be swallowed by the darkness here.

Hades's bedroom is also unusually simple, with a large bed, a desk, and nothing other than a cabinet.

After arriving at the dormitory, Hades sat down on the bed, raised his left hand and tore off the wet sleeve on his right side, revealing his right arm, which was gradually rotting inside.

It turned out that he had to reach into the river because he saved Qin Su, and was injured by the water of the Lechuan River, but he didn't show any signs along the way, so Qin Su didn't notice it.

Hades' eyes were calm, looking at the rotten right arm that was about to show bones, and according to the words in the book just now, he pointed like a knife and slashed off the rotten flesh on his right arm.

The rotten flesh that fell on the ground corroded the ground rattled, and Hades carefully cut off the rotten flesh without stopping, although there was no painful look on that perfect face, but the slightly reddened face still betrayed him.

Fortunately, Hades dealt with it in time, and the water of the Lechuan River did not hurt the bones, so after Hades cut off the carrion, he used his mana to restore it little by little.

Of course, I don't know about this.

Hades never told me how many injuries he had suffered for me, and I knew and didn't know.

At this time, I was still lying motionless on the cold bed, staring at the black roof far away from me.

was dragged into the Lethe River for no reason, and now I feel speechless when I think about it.

It's just that the scene at the bottom of the river shocked me deeply, and if it weren't for the promise of the king of Hades, I would have thrown myself into the Lethe River without hesitation.

Some of them are tired and close their eyes and don't think too much, which will help the body to recover, and I can also return to the yang world as soon as possible and accumulate virtue and do good.

"Sikong, why are you here?" I looked at Xianggong who suddenly appeared in front of me and asked in disbelief.

Sikong, dressed in a white plain suit, stood opposite me, and behind him a hundred flowers bloomed, bright as spring.

I saw him stretch out his hand, still with the same warm smile, "I'll take you home." ”

"Home?" I was puzzled, but I couldn't help but take his hand and rub the familiar fingerprints, making me unconsciously hold him tighter.

Sikong took my hand, and we walked through the boundless flower field together, and I looked at his side face, and I was already in tears.

Feeling the tears rolling down my face, I wondered, "How can a ghost have tears." ”

Crystal tears fell on the petals, and I saw the boundless darkness behind me from those tears, and behind me there was no vibrant flower field, only the boundless hell, which swallowed up the original beauty as I moved forward.

"Su'er, you see this is the house I built for you, do you like it?" Sikong stopped, his eyes as gentle as water staring at me with a little anticipation.

I looked up, not looking at the tears, but saw a small river meandering in front of us, and the delicate two-story wooden house was surrounded by a small river, surrounded by large flowers, and behind the house there was a drizzle of rain, pouring out seven-colored rainbows.

Sikong looked at the wooden house and said like a child who wanted to be praised, "Look, there is the river you like, there are flowers, the wooden house is facing the sun, and you can hear the sound of bells when the wind blows, and I have arranged it inside." ”

Sikong turned his head to look at me again, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and continued, "We live on the upper floor, and I have a whole side as a window, don't you like to sit by the window and blow the wind, and I have also made a big bed, and you can roll on it like you dreamed." ”

Sikong pinched my face dotingly, "I have also arranged the study, when the time comes, you will add fragrance to my red sleeves, kitchen, you don't have to worry about the kitchen, because I will wash my hands and make soup for you, hehe." Sikong tapped his chest with his hand and said angrily.

I couldn't do anything but laugh, and looking at that face with so many expressions was like it was real.

"That's right. There's one more thing I want to show you. Sikong dragged me to the hut, and we stepped on the cold water, and suddenly in front of the hut appeared a pear tree in full bloom, and the white flowers were like snow, and they were blown down by the wind.

I looked at the swing hanging from the pear tree, and I had mixed feelings, but I didn't dare to step forward, for fear that everything here would disappear if I touched it.

Sikong looked at the swing with satisfaction and said, "Your favorite swing, so that I can push you in the back every day." ”

Sikong said as he pulled me towards the swing and looked at me expectantly, "Come, sit down." ”

I stood still, unable to take a step forward.

Sikong came over again, raised his hand and gently dusted off the falling flowers on his head for me, held my face, looked down at me, his eyes were full of my reflections, "Don't be afraid, I will always be." ”

I smiled at him, you are right, you have always been there, but you are not by my side, but always in my heart.

I obeyed his wishes and walked towards the swing, and he smiled happily, which made me feel distressed.

The rope of the swing was covered with flowers and a soft cushion, and he let go of my hand, pressed my shoulder, and whispered softly behind me, "Sit." ”

I sat down slowly, as if I was on a swing from memory.

"You're crying." Hades' voice rang in my ears.

I didn't open my eyes, but said, "How can a ghost cry." "Being able to make a sound, I realized that my neck must be attached.

"It's not just tears that cry." Hades stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, not understanding that some lies did not need to be exposed.

I don't want to argue with him, all I think about is what I just saw.

"It's just a dream." There was something bitter in my voice.

Hades turned his eyes to stare straight at me, "I still have something to deal with, so I won't accompany you." ”

"Hmm." I replied lightly.

Hades turned to leave, but stopped again, "Rest well, don't think too much." After this sentence, Hades left.

The wind that blew in when he pushed open the giant door blew the long hair of Hades, but it didn't change his cold face that had been the same for a hundred years.

The ghost fire was blown by the wind for a while before it quieted down, but I didn't dare to sleep again.

I was afraid to dream of Sikong, though I was so eager to see him, to return to him and spend the rest of my life with him.

But the loneliness and helplessness that hit me after waking up from the dream made me dare not dream of him, and now I don't even dare to remember the bits and pieces with him.

Memories are like the sharpest sword that stabs people, scars, the strongest wine, and when the wine wakes up, it is desolate.

And time is like poison, eroding my heart.

I just opened my eyes and felt the slight changes in my body, there was no day or night here, so I didn't know how long I had been lying here.

Hades hadn't been here since the last time he left, after all, he was in a high position, and he wouldn't be as idle as an ordinary ghost.