The little girl looked down at the cute rabbit doll in her arms, but she couldn't even remember where the little guy came from.

When she became conscious, it was always by her side.

She reached out and touched the rabbit's ear, got up and walked into the shadows farther away from the crowd.

Whoever it is, no matter how long you have to wait, please come and take her away.

This is the end of the dream, and the curtain ends peacefully.

When Bai Wanwan opened her eyes, that strange memory seemed to be still vivid. She naturally recognized that it was herself when she was a child, but she had no impression at all.

In her own real memory, she can't remember when she went to the orphanage, only that the fire broke out in the courtyard later, and the memory after rebuilding it is clear.

And the memories before the fire...... When you think about it, you can't remember anything.

For the first time in her life, she began to doubt her own life, did she really have parents? Why did I be with 001 when I was a child?

What did 001 hide, and what did he want?

She got up from the bed of shells and brushed the hair that had fallen on her forehead behind her ears. I don't know when I fell asleep, but the sound of the piano never seemed to break in my dreams.

Although Ran's harp is a little strange and even magical, Bai Wanwan, who can recall a little bit every time, doesn't mind anymore.

"Ran?"

The first thing I did when I woke up was to look for him with concern, but I didn't get any response, and in the blue silence, there was no sound in the glass cage.

She swam up and tried to cling to the glass, only to see him lying quietly with his eyebrows stretched.

"Lan?!"

Even when the volume was raised, the people inside didn't seem to hear any movement, and their eyelashes didn't flutter. The harp sat on the edge of the bed, accompanying its owner.

Her heart suddenly cooled, and all the uneasy emotions came to her heart at this moment, and she even felt unprecedented fear.

Fear, nervousness, and despair, I can't tell which of these emotions is stronger. Nearly losing her mind, she grabbed her sword and slashed at the glass.

Unlike the cautious temptation before, she now seemed to want to break it directly.

But the traces are superimposed, and it is far from breaking to the extent that it is broken.

Her wrist was sore, she took two steps back, looked at the sleeping person inside, but without hesitation, she raised her sword and slashed it again.

"Lan ......"

Her own strength alone is almost negligible, how can she save her, she doesn't even know where she came from and where she is going.

But even the smallest effort......

The sea water surged along the sword qi, and her eyes were calm, and there was almost nothing in her eyes that could no longer be refracted.

As long as it is broken, as long as Lan is rescued, she can bring him back to the human world, and he can be free.

Maybe he will meet a girl he likes in that world, and he will smile gently at that person and play a nice piano for her...... He was also able to reach out and hug her and kiss her instead of through the glass.

Just thinking about it makes the feeling of jealousy irrepressible. But, she was even more reluctant to see him locked up here.

The tears that unconsciously slipped from his wide eyes were really like pearls falling into the dirt at the bottom of the sea. She held her sword in a dazed manner, looking at her hand, which was already a little cracked with blood.

There seemed to be a voice in her heart that was constantly paralyzing her, suggesting to her, give up, so be it...... As long as he is locked up forever, he will always be just you, always with you, even if it is... The form of a corpse.

But if time freezes at this moment, he belongs to you alone. Don't care about those tasks, don't think about the cause and effect, in this deep sea... It's just the two of you.

She dreamed of being with him, but ...... The sword was swung without hesitation.

If the condition of being together is to restrain him, imprison him, and bind the high gods to mortals, she is not willing.

It's good to look up at him, it's far away like the moon, it's okay to tiptoe and can't reach it...

We liked each other for a short time, and I remember it.

The blood was diluted in the seawater, staining her eyes red. The movements of the hands have become numb, the eyes that can't see clearly, the brain that can't remember anything. She just tried her best to lift her sword to break through the cage and save her sweetheart.

The cracks in the glass cracked inch by inch like shattered ice spider webs, and the shattered shards slashed across the side of her face like sharp blades, leaving a trail of blood.

She frowned, holding back her cowardly tears, and as if she had gone mad, she pried the blade of her sword through the gap.

The sharp pieces of glass pierced through the wrists, cutting through the bloody holes, and the cold blood dripped down the cracks, and the snow-white harp was also bright red.

Faster, faster...... She kept urging herself, and her pursed lips even raised a sickly smile.

Sooner you can get him out.

You see, I am also valuable and useful, and I can help you.

So in your heart, am I different from other mortals? Am I special?

The tense strings in her brain broke, and at the moment when the glass was completely shattered and the sea poured in, she remembered the memories of this body.

What is a treasure that you can't ask for? Perhaps the scales of the merfolk at the bottom of the sea can be at the top.

Those gods have been chasing sharp weapons since their birth, and as a result, blood soaked the bottom of the sea, and the people were killed and salvaged one by one, becoming the sword in their hands, and becoming the ...... that trapped the fallen gods. Tough glass.

In the end, she was the only one left in the cold seabed, and she was hiding in the coral grass, watching her brother spill blood and be salvaged by sharp hooks.

In this sea, for thousands of years, only the last lingering mermaid remained.

Bai Wanwan reached out to touch Lan, the strength of the strong support collapsed at that moment, tears flowed out of her eyes as if she couldn't stop it, she opened her red eyes, and her hands clutched his collar tightly.

Can you touch it?

Can I be closer to you?

She wrapped her arms around his waist, her blood-blurred hands staining his clothes a dark red, as if she didn't want to see tears, she buried her head in his arms and cried silently.

It's okay if you can't hug me.

I'm here to hug you.

She exerted so much force, almost as if she wanted to lean herself into his arms, in the cold waters, in the endless darkness, this was the only warmth she could absorb.

If he can go out, he can go to the free world and meet someone he likes.

Then, she herself will be an insignificant story that he remembered when he played the harp to others.

"Silk?"

She heard him call to her so softly, and her body was hugged by the man who woke up.

She raised her head, bent her eyes to wipe away her tears, and responded, "Yes, I'll take you out." ”