29. The Controller (I)
The young man who was not stained with a trace of mortal dust fell a gentle gaze like water on Zhang Longqian, his slender fingers gently dropped warmth on her head over and over again, and his soft voice hummed a nostalgic melody, just like she remembered. The voice as if it had magic slowly soothed her inner turmoil and dispelled the gloom in her heart.
It's so warm.
The fragile heart finally found a haven from the wind, and Zhang Longqian slowly closed his eyes.
In that tenderness, she forgot her sadness, forgot the darkness, and even forgot what she was doing, she seemed to have changed back to the child she used to be, she wouldn't work hard to pretend to be strong, she could be presumptuous and capricious.
"Little fool, do you like me so much?"
The gentle voice had a shallow smile, but it seemed to be mixed with a little helplessness.
The little girl with the ponytail nodded in the boy's arms, and a happy smile bloomed on her face.
"Hmmm! I like Brother Fox the most! All I need is my dad and my fox brother! ”
"That'...... What about Mom? ”
"Mom? I don't have a mother......"
While answering honestly, the little girl couldn't help but have doubts.
It's strange, why did Brother Fox ask such a strange question? Didn't Brother Fox already know that I lived with my father?
…… Hey? The voice...... Doesn't it seem to be Brother Fox?
When this consciousness was generated, the voice sounded really not the soft and clear voice of the young man, but a leisurely, gentle, but incredibly similar female voice to the young man's tone, and the young man who was originally by his side disappeared, leaving only the white expanse around him.
"Why...... Mom isn't with you? ”
The woman's voice was choppy, sounding like a radio with a blocked wavelength, and I don't know where it sounded, but there was a reassuring power that made the little girl strangely unable to panic at all, but answered honestly.
"I don't remember. I used to have an accident and I didn't remember anything when I woke up. ”
"So...... You...... Can you recall the earliest memories...... What is it? ”
The earliest?
Unconsciously recalled the voice, but all the little girl could remember was a confused piece like a thick fog, and there was nothing else, but slowly, a little color emerged in it.
Very light brown color, as clear and transparent as amber, but closer to gold.
It was a very beautiful, but empty pair of eyes.
Just being stared at by those eyes, she would have a trembling feeling, but not fear, but a very strange, complicated feeling.
"That's you...... First Memories ...... Is it? ”
The gentle female voice sounded again, still intermittently, but she seemed to see what the little girl remembered, and this calm voice seemed to know everything, which made her unconsciously question.
"Who's that? Whose eyes are that? ”
“…… Someday you'll know......"
"What a perfunctory answer......"
"There are things that you always have to find the answer to yourself, and no one can replace you. For example...... Your unwillingness, your impatience, only you can understand, and only you can ...... to know how to solve ......"
I couldn't remember what I was doing, the little girl didn't quite understand what the voice was talking about, but she seemed to understand a little, and subconsciously asked, "But...... Who else will need me but Brother Fox? Such a me...... Does it really have a meaning to exist? ”
"Do you like people you like because they're strong?"
"Of course not!"
"Right? They...... It's the same, right? ”
The little girl's eyes widened slowly, and although she didn't know what the voice was talking about, she seemed to gradually understand in her heart: "The same...... Target? ”
"That's right, the same...... It makes the most sense for you to just have them 'exist', doesn't it? So aren't they the same? ”
"But......" Gently grabbing her chest, feeling the inexplicable anxiety, the little girl whispered, "Even so, I still feel ......"
"'Unwilling', right?"
"Unwilling?"
Yes, this anxiety is unwilling! Unwilling to be powerless to yourself!
Such a bitter whisper seemed to appear in her mind, and the little girl clenched the hand on her chest, and the bitterness in her heart became even stronger, but she heard the woman's voice speak softly again.
"It's just a failure, and you've not experienced it, so is it really good to be depressed like this? …… Is this your choice? ”
"My ...... Choose? ”
What did I choose? Depression? Am I going to just get depressed? But nothing will change at all if this continues, right? What the hell am I doing? There's a more obvious answer, isn't there?
The voice in her head gradually became clearer, and the little girl subconsciously murmured: "Become stronger...... Is it? ”
"Yes, get stronger...... The answer is simple, isn't it? ”
yes, wouldn't it be nice to just get stronger?
What if you encounter an enemy stronger than you? As long as you become stronger than the enemy, strong enough to defeat it and defeat it, won't you be able to protect everything?
What's there to worry about? What has happened will not change, since you are not willing to be weak at the moment, then from now on to work hard to become stronger, isn't it?
Wasn't that how I came from the initial weakness?
The confused gaze slowly firmed, the little girl seemed to have figured out something, but she didn't seem to be able to think of anything, she couldn't even remember who she was, but she seemed to deliberately not think about who she was, but subconsciously said to the voice with some gratitude: "Thank you." You...... Who is it? ”
"I'm the last person in the world you need to thank for...... It's also someone who doesn't exist for you for a long time......"
The gentle woman seemed to smile, and even though her voice was staccato and her voice was reassuringly calm.
"Remember, no matter how painful the future may be, you must never give up, and don't forget, you are you...... You will not be stumped by the past, nor will you be confused by the future, as long as you move forward firmly, you ...... You will be able to keep your ...... 'true' ......"
"What are you talking about? I don't quite understand ......"
“…… It will understand, it may be a long time, but one day you will understand...... Can I talk to you...... That's great...... Let's go back, we can't go any further, let's get out of here now...... He's still waiting for you......"
As she spoke, the female voice, which had always been peaceful, had a bit of urging.
"Waiting for me? Who? ”
“…… Cangyan. ”
The gentle voice became especially soft when it said these two words, as if it were depicting something beautiful, and then the vast world suddenly disappeared, replaced by a dense woods that were still very dark even in the morning light.