7. Gossip • Dust

There was light in all directions, but it was not clear to see. The upper is not the blue sky, the lower is not the ground, only a layer of clouds surrounds, it seems to be far and near, swirling and disappearing, and conjuring up all kinds of wonders.

This is the depths of the sea.

In this vast and subtle place, there are three beings.

A whole body of golden light, describing majesty; A haze condenses, and the transpiration does not stop; There is another one, which looks like an ordinary person, just crooked to the side, unconscious.

All of them have the same face, and they are ghosts who have stepped on the stream.

"How's it going out there, can you see it clearly?"

"Not bad."

"Are you satisfied?"

"It doesn't matter."

"And regrets?"

“…… Anyway. ”

"Then, let's go!"

"Hey, can you not be in such a hurry? You and I have been fighting for more than 30 years, can we just leave and leave some memories? ”

Recall?

Dense forests, dark nights, fires.

Burning on the five-colored cloth, a crazy face reflected in the firelight.

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive, child, you have to remember ......"

Before the words were finished, his throat was cut off by the rough man next to him.

"Gu Po, I still want to teach bad boys!"

Hide behind others and look at yourself with a wince.

"Daddy, I just want her, I want her to be my Aga!"

Panicked uncle.

"Patriarch...... This, this ......"

Crying and laughing daddy.

"Get out, stinky boy, you know Aga Aga at such a young age!"

High fever, disorder, hallucinations, daddy.

Everything has become different, including his immature hands, including his loving father, including his kind mother in his dream, and the demons are dancing.

Only when he woke up, his forcibly recruited "Aga", with clear eyes with the same care as always.

"Mom's ......"

The frivolity of his youth, the arrogance of his brother, the fanaticism of the clansmen, the fights of the adults, the joys and sorrows of the lovers, the light of the sealing array, and the beauty of the herb-picking woman...... Scene by scene, all turned into bright red lights, into the auspicious clothes of the newcomers, into a lively atmosphere, into the unbelievable truth, into a blood red in front of them, into a cry in the long night......

Time passed, Na people bid farewell to the scattered years, Guna's bacon is still delicious, Hua Na's sister is still spicy, and the ghost Na ...... Those bastards are still fighting for their goals. Along the way, those who have questioned themselves, those who have questioned themselves, have dispersed like fallen leaves. Big brother, they have a heart that has been tempered for thousands of years, and they are still shaken in their hearts, they can't face the faces of those enemies "why", and they can't face the smiles of their friends "it will be better" - yes, Naren is about to live a good life, but where is my happiness?

Whether it is steady and powerful, or weirdly strong, it is not as good as the muddy guy in the corner.

At the very least, he will live happily.

Jin Guang and Yanxia smiled at each other, and when they collided lightly with each other, they shattered into particles and fell rustling.

Everything has turned into the dust of history.

(All Warcraft • Final)