Tang Sanqing learned for the first time that people are born lonely, and despair and pain accompany people throughout their lives......

No one can become a savior, because everyone is struggling and wandering in the floating world, so there are very few people who eventually ascend to immortals, and it is not easy to see through the red dust......

The scene in front of him began to fall apart, shattering into tiny, glowing shards scattered everywhere. Tang Sanqing was in the dark, looking at the fragments floating in mid-air, and looking carefully, there were actually human figures on the fragments, it turned out that those were all memory fragments in the middle of Sand Oak's mind......

Piece after piece flew past her eyes, as light as a feather, but every memory was heavy.

They are like a drop of water, a line of words, and a leaf in the long river of time...... It appeared briefly and disappeared without a trace, but it was a truly long life.

Those fragments finally disappeared, Tang Sanqing seemed to be an invisible person who had been by the side of Sand Oak, he couldn't see her, but she knew everything about him.

She knew that the sand oak liked sweets, but since birth, he had only eaten them once, and after that, he would only glance at sweets when they appeared, but his hand would always reach for sour, spicy and bitter foods.

She knew that Quercus liked to read and paint, but he never picked up books and brushes.

She knew that Sand Oak hated dancing with guns and swords, and hated the cold, but his room was full of cold weapons, and his bedroom was made of ice......

A hopeful person will not give up any opportunity to pursue the light, while a desperate person will not give himself any possibility of hope. Having seen his hopes shattered countless times, Quercus is accustomed to living in despair and fears anything that brings him warmth.

The pain will wake him up and no longer indulge in weaving a dreamy and false dream for himself.

The past of the sand oak was only a short twenty-one years, but it was so long that Tang Sanqing thought that he had experienced several lives of his life.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were still bleeding blood belonging to the sand oak. The young man in front of him was dressed in white clothes, with a white mask, and his bloodless skin was almost integrated with the clothes on his body, and there was a constant cold air transmitted to her through him.

Her eyes could actually see clearly, Tang Sanqing saw that the bright red dress on her body and the white as snow hem on his body crisscrossed each other, and the hearts of the two were overlapped, pierced by a transparent and hard ice edge.

The bright red blood fused into a flower on the other side, blooming in the hearts of the two, grand and beautiful, like an endangered flower blooming before the end of its life.

Tang Sanqing stretched out her hand and stretched out it to his face, and that second was so long that she could feel the muscles in her arm trembling and trembling.

That glance, which lasted for ten thousand years, Tang Sanqing stared closely at the pair of dark eyes under the mask, spanning time and space, people and things for more than ten years...... The memory went back to fifteen years ago, and his eyes were as old as ever, stubbornly staring in one direction, unable to take his eyes off it.

When the mask was slowly taken off, like a fluttering feather, it fell aside, and her tears rained down. He's a sand oak, he's a sand cham, he's nameless, he's always been him......

With every sob, Tang Sanqing felt his heart being torn violently, would this feeling be like when he was stripped of his Seven Exquisite Hearts alive?

I'm afraid that he will be more painful, a thousand times more painful, but the most painful blow was given by her, and she gave it with the determination to die together.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you, I'm sorry, Quercus, I'm sorry......"

She kept apologizing, her pale words powerless in the face of real pain, and the damage she had done to the oak was more than that...... He had tried to approach her, he had tried to open his heart to her, he had removed his armor in front of her, but at such moments, she had stabbed her with a knife

Tang Sanqing could clearly feel the loss of temperature in her body, and the hourglass that time had buried in her body was about to come to an end. The moment her heart is completely destroyed, her body will be frozen and no one will be able to break it, not even her soul will be able to escape.

Keeping the promise with her father, at the cost of her soul, she was sealed in ice and immortal, and she could not be reborn. This is probably her final compensation for the sand oak, what kind of death is it, let her explore the way first......

In this life, she is most sorry for him.

When the darkness of chaos came, Tang Sanqing barely supported his body, blood surged in an instant, and the last glance was when she kissed the center of Sand Oak's eyebrows, his dark and dull eyes finally had a little temperature......

That kiss has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with gender, it is the most pious blessing, and she is willing to use all the costs to exchange him for a safe and smooth life in the next life.

Finally, it's all over......

When the body in his arms will finally be cold, the sand oak that sits stiffly like a corpse slowly tightens the soft body in his arms, what is more desperate than despair?

He always experienced another despair just when he thought it would not be more painful and desperate. When pain becomes the norm, he thinks that the body has long been accustomed to it, but in fact no one will get used to pain, and if it doesn't hurt anymore, it is not called pain.

He used to be called Sand Oak, but the woman who was his biological mother by blood abandoned him, so he hated the name and abandoned it.

His name is now Sha Zhan, the monster in the quicksand river, and the funny thing is that the word "Zhan" is interpreted as clear, and it is his task to make it clear as a container for absorbing the sneakiness of the quicksand river. In this way, the name is ironically appropriate.

His fate was destined to have a tragic process and end from birth, and he had long hoped to skip all the painful processes and jump straight to the end. Whatever the outcome, he can accept it.

But it seems that the legendary Si Ming Xingjun, who wrote the fate of mortals, likes to see him struggling in the painful human purgatory.

Before the age of six, the memory was meager, but all that could be remembered about the woman was accompanied by pain and crying.

So after being completely abandoned by her, he understood that crying was the most useless thing in the world.

As an being abandoned by the whole world, his tears are humbled by dust and lower than garbage......

Those people found him at the age of six because he was born different, and he knew it for a long time. His fate is nothing more than an ordinary and small transaction, with one hand to pay the money and the other to deliver the goods, it's as simple as that......

But the stupidest thing he'd ever done was when he was being led away like a dog, and he looked back.

At that glance, he regretted it immensely, because it was the nightmare of his life.

At about six years old, he still had the illusion that his titular biological mother might look at him reluctantly.

From then on, perhaps this word made him more desperate than impossible.

The woman's ugly face became his inner demon, tormenting him for years, maybe even a lifetime.

Do you want to say that he hates?

Of course, he hates, he will hate God for giving him such a fate, hate that he was born so different from ordinary people, hate the ruthlessness of that woman, hate the cruelty and violence of the vine tree demon and Wu Qinian......

Everything in this world, he hated, he hated, he couldn't remember when, his eyes couldn't see the colors, everything was black and white.

I heard that on the other side of sadness, there are smiles, but this is a huge lie.

There is one of the oldest legends in this land, originally this was a cursed land abandoned by the gods and unwilling to be protected.

This is a place where demons and monsters live in groups, a land nourished by evil, and no living creature can survive.

It was just a little prank between the demons, who lured a monkey and a Rakshasa to bond. After seeing a good show, the song ended, and the demons left and changed places to have fun. But the Rakshasa gave birth to six monkey cubs, and the monkey cubs reunited, and the speed of reproduction was unusually fast. Despite their low ability to survive and the large number of offspring, the corpses of the dead monkey cubs are the best nutrients in this cursed land.

While struggling with the curse, uniting and separating, and multiplying and growing rapidly, the cursed race was born in such a ridiculous way, and continued to live on.

People always think that this is just an absurd legend, but he used his own experience to unravel the truth and prove the truth of this legend.

The Quicksand River is an ancient river that has existed since ancient times, and its bottom is buried with the corpses of countless monkey cubs, imprisoning countless souls that are not human or animal. Therefore, the quicksand river cannot even float goose feathers, it can easily swallow everything.

And at the age of six, he was thrown into the quicksand river and used as a container to absorb the evil spirits in the river.

From the moment he was thrown in, his body spontaneously produced breathable gills, which were forcibly converted from his flesh and blood.

But there was no air at the bottom of the quicksand river, so there were no living creatures in it, and he always inhaled the sand in his lungs, and was in the pain of suffocation all the time, but he couldn't live or die.

Maybe he is really the fairy fetus they say, born different from ordinary people.

The bottom of the quicksand river is a real hell on earth, and the demon has no humanity, only treats him as a fun toy, and never cares if it will hurt him.

From the moment he entered the quicksand river, he couldn't get rid of the pain for a minute or a second, until Tang Sanqing appeared......

The first time he saw Tang Sanqing, he couldn't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness, he only felt that he could look at him with such distressed eyes, and he must not be a demon.

Tang Sanqing always cried silently, and his tears flowed out like crystal clear pearls, but as soon as they touched the water, they dissipated completely.

His body would still be painful, it would be uncomfortable, but at least his mind could think about something other than pain.

The passage of time at the bottom of the quicksand river was not felt at all, but since Tang Sanqing appeared, he found that every minute and second would not be so difficult to bear.

The Charm Demon would never notice Tang Sanqing, but he knew that all this was not a dream, because he never dreamed.

He didn't want to break this balance, so he didn't see anything, but he couldn't help but hope that Tang Sanqing would stay a little longer, a little longer.

Until, he had a premonition that Tang Sanqing was leaving, so out of having at least one brief conversation, such a thought flashed through him, and he asked.

"Are you a god? Are you here to take me away? ”

It turned out to be very clear to him, without expectation or despair.

Tang Sanqing left, leaving abruptly, just like appearing abruptly when he came.

"Can you see me?"

"Quercus, live, you must wait for me, and I will come back to you in fifteen years. You must remember that my name is Tang Sanqing, wait for me ......"

He heard it, but he didn't care...... Maybe I really didn't care.