……

The Black Soul had completely surrounded him. He looked around, black and oppressive, greedy colors.

The first black soul pounced on him, completely enveloping his body in an instant, and immediately, more black souls rushed over one after another, devouring him frantically.

“…… This is dead......"

The energy was frantically draining, his arm gradually becoming transparent, and his eyes were hazy, barely showing a little white light in the overwhelming black......

“…… Cassius! Cassius! ”

……

He slowly opened his eyes.

"Why did you pass out all of a sudden?" Rey put his arm on the shoulder, "Huh? ”

“…… I've met a lot of dark souls, and they'...... They ate my ......."

“……？” Rey tilted his head, looked him up and down, and suddenly smiled, "You're having nightmares." ”

"I ......," Cassius lowered his head, "I see many, so many dark souls, they ...... They all lunged at me...... It was dark in front of me...... And also...... White dots of light ......"

"White dots of light?" Rey blinked, "What else?" ”

"And ...... And I heard a voice shouting all the time, 'Cassius! Cassius! ’……”

"Uh-huh...... I'm waking you up. Rey rubbed his head.

Before Cassius could push him away, Rey retracted his hand first, "It's not okay to faint at every turn." Don't go it alone lately. ”

Cassius nodded, "What is that white point of light?" ”

"It's me." Rey smiled, thought for a few seconds, and added, "Guys." ”

"You guys?" "yes. The light in the dark nightmare, representing hope and steadfastness. Isn't that us? ”

Cassius looked at him in understanding.

"I have other things. If you feel uncomfortable, find someone in time. Rest well. Rey stood up, smiled softly at him, and walked away.

"The light in the dark nightmare, representing hope and steadfastness. Hope and determination...... Wish...... Firm ......," he muttered to himself.

Turned his head to look out the window. It's getting a little colder. There was a layer of fog on the glass. He stood up and took a few steps.

Stern bulletproof glass. Hazy. He raised his hand, fingers rubbing.

The wind is coming gently

Blowing across his pale face

The gray cloak swayed in the wind

The light of the Daredevil's Orb

When it is deep, when it is shallow

proportionate

It was his red eyes

Confused, dark

But there is still a hint of clarity

The wind went gently

The Lightkeeper is gone, too

There is grief for this place

There is nostalgia, too

……

[The above short poems are from the book review area]

He shook his head, his palm rubbing hard against the glass. The view cleared – it was already night.

"I can't get it back...... Flying Wings ......"

He was stunned. The singing is intermittent and shallow, accompanied by some instrument.

"The most naïve hope at that time......

"All swept away by the wind and abandoned......"

He walked a few steps and saw a red-haired elf in the dim light in a corner by the window, with slender fingers gliding lightly over the black and white keys.

"Who still remembers the promises of the past......

"Who said we want to be together forever......"

Cassius leaned against the wall, looking at her from afar. The half-open window let in the evening breeze, blowing her long soft hair and his broken heart.

"Tears wet my cheeks and stain my heart......

"All I have left in my heart is ...... emptiness"

Two lines of meteors glide across the night sky, the rarest color of Grace's night, like tears sliding down his cheeks.

"What do you do to keep you as you go away......

"Why not obey the so-called ...... of non-renunciation"

"What do you do to keep you as you go away...... Why don't you obey the so-called ...... of non-renunciation" Cassius hummed unconsciously, and then suddenly shuddered again, closed his mouth, and flashed behind the wall.

The sound of the piano stopped. She turned her head to look that way. Of course, she didn't see anything. But she smiled, and the music flowed with the lyrics.

"The most painful thing is to think about it...... The proverb of the direction of the lost is also difficult to translate......" She struck out the accent, emphasizing the words "pain" and "lost", "but I am still glad to have you as my confidant ......" (prophecy)

"Come to think of it, you are the winged ...... I hope"

The sound of the piano continues. Her soft smile shone in the dim light.

"That elf over there? Isn't it Cassius? ”

Cassius was stunned, "Yes, Muse." He walked over and said, "What's that song?" ”

"It? It's called Angel. The muse smiled.

"But it doesn't appear in the lyrics," Cassius was a little puzzled, "at least I didn't hear it." ”

"It really doesn't." Musemo twitched the keys, "But this song is for our angels." That's why it's called Angel. ”

"So, who is 'our angel'?" Cassius's gaze followed her beautiful hands with black and white keys.

"Yes, you." The muse smiled, "Come to think of it, you are the ...... I hope you are."

Cassius frowned, "Me? ”

"Yes," the muse smiled, "you can always bring us, hope and determination." ”

"Hope and determination......? Where? Cassius looked away.

"Here," the muse poked his forefinger into the heart, "here lives an angel whose name is Optimism. It has hope, and determination. ”

"Hope...... Firmness...... Angel...... Optimistic......" Cassius muttered to himself.

"The proverb of the lost direction is also difficult to translate...... But I'm glad to have you as my confidant...... Come to think of it, you are the wings I hope ......" Muse stood up, patted him on the shoulder meaningfully, and left.

Cassius froze, stunned, tears slid down the corners of his slightly curled mouth.

……

"Hey, Team Lei, you Zhanlian are really versatile, especially the muse, you can play the electronic piano if you hit all the keys once, my mother, this IQ has crushed the piano god in our cell......" "Come on, don't be verbose, I'm busy!"