Qi Yin's heart was a little moved, he didn't want to force her, nor did he want to make her feel sad.

She didn't say, why did he force her.

Liluo's voice sounded again, and now there was no longer the excited voice just now, and he noticed that there was not a drop of water left just now, and she had never drunk it so fast.

She said: "I don't have this ability, maybe the only one in this world who knows the answer to this question is the Lord God, the Lord of the Divine Realm, but she is dead, dead for a long, long time. ”

Qi Yin smiled, saw her pinching the cup until her knuckles turned white, took down the cup in her hand, put it on the table, and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay if you can't find it." There is no way to change it, and there is no reason to delve into it. ”

Riraku looked at him, and then turned his gaze elsewhere, finally settling on the painting just now, the painting that also shone in the dark.

Ice powder mixed in the paint, in the dark, he also exists, like her sun.

She exhaled, as hard as if she wanted to reveal all the things in her heart, and said, "I hope so." I don't want you to go to her. ”

Qi Yin was a little helpless: "Since everyone is dead, I conclude that there is no way to find him." ”

The pear falls noncommittally.

Just glanced at it secretly, no more, no less, just a glance at his eyes, ice blue eyes, as if symbolizing the cold side of this young man.

Even if everyone thinks that he often gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

But in reality, that gentleness was more nonchalant than deliberately friendly—something he had become a habit of, and in fact he was just laughing indifferently.

No effort.

Essentially, it's just a polite detachment.

She looked at Qi Yin who got up to help her close the door and window, her eyes were locked tightly on his back, her gaze had probably never been so kind in front of him, as if with these amber eyes, this back against the moonlight, it seemed a little dull and boring.

Suddenly there was a light in her eyes, her lips moved, but there was no sound, she knew that even if it was just a little sound, he could hear it, she was born for him.

He was able to know everything about her, too.

Provided, of course, that is, what she says it.

What she said was-

"No, you know. I know you can find her. ”

No one saw the change in the shape of her lips because she didn't intend for others to see it.

No one could have known what she had said, because she was saying all this to a back.

"If a person deliberately conceals something, there are always countless tricks." It was like a voice in the distance, and she was the only one who had this image in her mind.

It's been a long time, and no one has shared memories with her, and she keeps these memories that are more and more yellowed and stale by the old time, and after so many years, she has already wondered if this is true.

She told herself that this must be true, because, if she also forgets, I am afraid that there will be no one in this world who can remember the joys and sorrows of the past, those bloody storms.

Those mysterious past events that seem to have been carried away by the wind.

The good, the bad, the happy, the sad, the bitter, the painful......

It's all hers alone.

How selfish she is, no one robs her anymore.

But why, do you feel so sad......

Ho, a sigh, drifting away.

It's true that she is alone, but it also means that no one remembers those things anymore, and she is the only person in that world who is still alive, right?

No, she's not even human.