The breeze blew, the curtains swayed, the moonlight shone through the open window, the white moonlight sprinkled on the crane's body, and the bracelet on the white arm reflected the moonlight, constantly sparkling.

The crane knelt on the bed, holding the core of a person named Boiling Eagle in his hand, although the top was clean and clean, and he could even see the world inside, but the crane seemed to be able to feel the viscosity above, and even be able to smell the smell of blood, Crane endured the rejection in his heart, put the core in his heart, and began to empty his thoughts, allowing himself to sink gradually.

The breeze still caressed the crane's face as if it were a gentle kiss, and the comfort permeated the crane's whole body, and under this gentleness, the fear and insecurity completely dissipated, replaced by a feeling of tiredness.

The crane's limbs gradually weakened, its eyelids became heavy, its body began to sway, and its breathing gradually stabilized. "Just let me sleep like this........" Tsuru thought, and the comfort and security made her fatigue explode completely, she closed her eyes and slowly fell back.

Nothing.......

When the crane lay down, she did not feel the softness of the quilt as expected, but was empty, as if she was floating in the air alone.

Suddenly, the gentle breeze became manic, and the wind swept the crane like a storm, and the crane tried her best to stabilize herself, but when she opened her eyes, she was horrified to find that she was in mid-air.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, forming a storm, and even the clouds became hideous, fragmented and like thousands of ghosts.

The crane, in the eye of the storm, kept struggling, and when the sharp storm blew through her slender arm, the sharp pain made her cry out in pain, and the arm was also skinny, and the blood flowed down her hand, onto her nails, drop by drop, and when the blood left her fingers, it dissipated because of the strong wind blade.

Faced with an unprecedented threat, the crane covered his mouth, his eyes full of despair, and he couldn't stop moaning.

As the storm intensified, one after another wounds cut through the crane's body, blood flowed like an infusion, the original white clothes had already been tattered and dyed blood red, the sticky blood made the clothes stick tightly to the crane's body, because the pain was too much The crane bit its mouth, and the smell of blood spread from the mouth.

"Hehehe, what about the girl in distress!" a lewd and obscene voice sounded from above the storm, as if the gaze of an idiot swept over the crane's body, as if everything in himself had been seen through.

Crane swallowed her saliva, raised her head tremblingly, and then a great sense of shock and despair fixed her in the air like a thorn, and her hands were weakly lowered, allowing her to sway in the wind, and her legs began to tremble, as if her knees could not withstand the great pressure, and she could kneel down at any time and place.

"Kukuku, seeing the appearance of the old man is too big a blow to you. The banter came out again, through the skin of the crane, hitting her type, she mustered up the courage to raise her head again, the flapping of her wings drowned out the raging sound of the storm, the feathers slowly fell from the sky and landed on the crane's cheeks, the originally soft feathers made the crane shudder, and the cold feeling rose from the spine.

Above the storm was the boiling eagle who was originally torn apart, but at this time, he was looking at himself obscenely, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

The wind became more irritable, and the attacks penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the blood donation gradually blurred the crane's eyes, gradually dyed her hair red, and gradually and gradually the crane was about to lose consciousness.

"Is it over?" Crane could barely hold up his eyelids, and a blood-red sky began to spin "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, it's just the beginning of the end, I'm really sorry." ”

"It's not over yet!" a familiar voice sounded, "It's not over yet, how can you give up?"

The crane slowly opened his eyes, the white room, the spotless floor, in front of him was a game of chess, the clean chessboard reflected the crane's face, tears were contained in the corners of the eyes, and the crane was much younger than before.

Tsuru looked at the person in front of him, his beard was slazzard, his fluffy and messy hair was like a chicken nest, and the deep dark circles around his eyes revealed that he often stayed up late, and his eyes were full of exhaustion. "Doctor?" Tsuru subconsciously said with a puzzled and incomprehensible tone.

"Don't cry, calm down and play chess," the man pointed to the chess and said softly to the crane, "Your talent is very high!"

"Yes, this was the first time the Doctor played chess with me, and I cried for a long time because I lost!" Tsuru recalled the past and looked at the board with a smile.

Although you are at a disadvantage, you are not guaranteed to lose, as long as you make the best play at every step. Thinking so, Tsuru reached for the chessboard.

Dusk finally came, and like a shy girl hiding behind the horizon like a long-lost father, she did not hesitate to reveal her enthusiasm.

The setting sun illuminated the Doctor's white hair red, and Tsuru couldn't help but laugh softly, and then took the final step.

“checkmate 。 ”

Tsuru took a fatal step to win, smiling at the Doctor.

Dr. Zhu, who laughed and said that Zhu was the name that Dr. Zhu had given to Tsuru before, but two months later, Dr. Zhu's disappearance caused Tsuru to lose that name, and Tsuru was officially reduced to a tool.

"Ah, the sun is almost down, it's time to pack up," the doctor said, putting away the chessboard.

When the chessboard was put away, the doctor opened the window, and the muffy wind blew in the unique summer breeze, and out of the window came a pure and tall wall, which could only be seen through the gap facing the window in the middle, and the wall also extended indefinitely towards the sky without seeing the end.

Like a birdcage, Tsuru thought, looking around at the cell where she had been locked up for 18 years, only to find the Doctor looking at her with a smile on his face.

Tears were about to burst out of his eyes, and Tsuru swallowed his saliva again, and swallowed his sadness.

"What is Zhu's dream?" the doctor asked with a smile.

Dreams? What other dreams are there here? The crane resents in his heart, false compassion!

"I want to see the sky!"

Uncontrolled, without warning, it came out of the mouth of the crane.

"Oh, why?" the doctor froze, he didn't expect this to be the answer

"Because, I've been in this room all the time, didn't the Doctor say? The sky is a symbol of freedom, a symbol of dreams. ”

"Really?" the doctor hesitated with a bitter face, then gently touched the crane's head.

"Yes, one day I will let you see the sky of true freedom"

The sun set, merging with the horizon and emitting a scorching glow, and the crane closed its eyes and heard only one word.

"Definitely. ”

When she came back to her senses, she was looking at her with a flirtatious look from above

"The source is mine. The boiling eagle said frantically, because of excitement, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, "The cage of the sky can't restrain me anymore!"

The sky darkened as if it were screaming.

"No!" the crane hissed, "no! the sky is free!

"Tsk, the ants should shut up!" said the eagle in disgust, swooping down from above, ready to stab at the crane.

"The sky is a symbol of freedom, and you who think that the sky is bound are not worthy of the blessing of the sky!"

The sky seemed to resonate and make a buzzing sound.

"I am the sky, the sky is me" The eagle's face was distorted and corrupted, "I have been bound to the sky from the beginning, you tell me freedom? Where is freedom? This is just a cage, I am a cage for the eagle alone!"

The sharp claws tore through the crane's skin and cut the crane's lower abdomen, and just when his life was hanging by a thread, the blood on the crane's body moved.

As if there was life, the blood was not viscous but as smooth as water, they wrapped the eagle and sealed it inside, and then they turned into sharp thorns on the outside, piercing them one by one into the inside, and the desperate cry of the eagle resounded throughout the sky, leaving the crane alone to be stunned, allowing the screams of the eagle and the words before to numb themselves.

Is the sky also a cage?

It turns out that I escaped from the cage, is this to go to another cage?

Am I imprisoned for a single word?

Despair, a sense of drowning arises spontaneously from the heart.

"Why are you still stunned? Zhang's voice echoed throughout the world.

Hearing this, He hurriedly calmed down and plunged his body and mind into this sky.

The breeze rose again, but when the wind blew through the crane's skin, the crane couldn't help but tremble, and when the wind surrounded her, she felt her heart numb. But when the whole sky protected herself, she felt relieved, she felt home, her head was gently rubbed by the sky, like a father like a doctor.

The feeling of exhaustion struck again, the crane fell into a deep sleep, and the blood cage on the side also released the boiling eagle.

The eagle opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the crane mockingly, and glanced at the sky where he had soared with unwillingness, the sky that did not belong to him or accept him.

He closed his eyes, and the black substance dissipated into the air.

"Maybe I'm wrong, but you're not necessarily right either, kid. ”

When the crane opened its eyes again, it was early in the morning, and the sun was shining on the windowsill.

Tears slowly fell from the crane's eyes, and the crane didn't know why it was crying, whether it was despair or hope. Is it freedom or imprisonment.

Tears glistened in the high sun in the sky