Huaxia, Qingzhou City.

Dark clouds loomed.

Every now and then there was a flash of thunder, shining on the dark dome with a palpitating oppression.

The storm is coming.

Obviously, tomorrow will be a heavy rainstorm......

In the Huating community of Qingzhou City.

Room 1809, Building C.

There were lights flickering, as if they were about to explode......

In the calm bathroom, there was a low humming sound, and if anyone saw it, they would be horrified to find that there was a black hole forming in the bathroom.

It was also after the formation of this black hole......

There was a man in white with long hair and a shawl, and from there, stepped out of the ......

In this modern society, that ancient costume looks so weird and infiltrating.

"Are you back?"

Lin Tang looked at the black hole that was gradually disappearing behind him.

Look at the surroundings......

Sure enough, it was the bathroom......

Three years ago, on that night, I stepped into here, and then I was swallowed by a black hole......

Come to think of it.

He stepped out of the bathroom, but when he walked out, he suddenly fell, and his face showed a look of surprise, and he breathed a sigh of relief for a long time.

"Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, three years have passed, is it just a matter of a moment?"

Standing on the balcony, looking down at Qingzhou City under the dark night......

Lin Tang's gaze became a little deep,

He originally thought that three years in Yitian World had passed three years, but the time on his bedside mobile phone was still 0:01 a.m. on October 10, 2020......

If it weren't for the hidden power in his body, as well as the outfit on his body, and the long hair over his shoulders, Lin Tang would have thought that all this was just a dream of his own......

"But it's good to ......"

He muttered......

There was a cold glow in his eyes......

It's been five years!

In the real society, since the age of 13, I have been longing for power all the time.

Today, he finally got it!

Murderous, unprecedentedly rich......

There is sword intent, formed around Lin Tang's body, blowing the wind, cutting the green plants on the balcony, raising pieces of fallen leaves, flying with the night!

But soon, Lin Tang regained his composure......

It's as if nothing happened.

"October 10...... She must miss me a lot, right? ”

Lin Tang muttered......

He thought he would miss today, but now, fortunately, he didn't, and he could still see her tomorrow......

He turned around, went back to his room, and fell asleep.

Unlike other times, Lin Tang will never show any bad side in front of her, he will take good care of his spirits and let her rest assured......

The next day.

Heavy rain, straight down.

Lin Tang cut his short hair and changed into a black suit.

Holding a black umbrella.

After leaving the house, I passed by the flower shop and carefully selected the lilacs......

Lin Tang remembers......

She liked lilacs the most.

As her name suggests......

Delicate, weak, but never able to escape the wind and rain, pitiful, pathetic life!

The flower seller was a very young girl......

Looking a little delicate, looking at Lin Tang, she wanted to say hello, but she didn't know why, she could feel an extremely depressed feeling, this was the feeling, even in the end, she didn't dare to communicate with her too much.

Holding a handful of lilacs, Lin Tang casually stopped a taxi......

"Little brother, where are you going?"

The master who was driving asked.

"Aoyama!"

Castle peak?

The master who was driving was obviously stunned, carefully inspected Lin Tang from the mirror of the afterlife, and finally nodded: "Little brother, are you going to see your relatives?" ”

"Hmm!"

Lin Tang nodded, obviously, he didn't want to say too much......

The taxi master was not talking anymore.

Guests who go to Qingshan will basically not be in a good mood, at this time, talk less and drive quietly is the best choice.

Soon.

The car came to the foot of Qingshan Mountain.

Lin Tang got out of the car, gave it to the master, held a black umbrella, held a bouquet of lilacs, and walked towards the green mountain......

Soon, we came to the entrance.

Raising his head and looking at the words "Qingshan Cemetery", Lin Tang stepped in.

Here, it is a famous cemetery in Qingzhou City.

Occupies the entire green hill.

Lin Tang was familiar with the road and walked inside......

Aloneness......

Uninhabited......

Cold......

This is the only portrayal of Aoyama.

Lin Tang walked here alone, holding a black umbrella......

For five years.

Here, he has walked no less than twenty times, and he is already familiar with the road.

Only, soon, he stopped......

Hold your head up.

I saw that in the distance, on an unnamed cemetery, a black umbrella appeared.

Over there......

A handsome woman in a long black dress was standing there, holding an umbrella by a bodyguard, apparently paying tribute to the nameless cemetery.

Lin Tang's eyes narrowed slightly.

You can clearly feel that his face suddenly sank......

"You, it's time to leave!"

He spoke, his tone cold......

The woman who was originally a memorial trembled all over, turned around, and looked at Lin Tang.

"You...... Here it comes? ”

Lin Tang didn't speak, just walked to the nameless cemetery, squatted down, and picked up the chrysanthemums in front of the cemetery: "Pay you back, she doesn't like chrysanthemums!" ”

"I ......"

"What? Do you need me to say it again? ”

Lin Tang's tone became even colder......

The woman opened her mouth, held the chrysanthemum, and for a long time, bowed to the nameless cemetery, turned around, and left......

"Miss......"

The bodyguard beside him spoke, looking at Lin Tang's gaze, with a murderous aura......

When......

Miss has been wronged like this?

At this moment, he had the urge to teach that kid a good lesson......

The woman shook her head: "He, he should hate me, I am not qualified to come to ......"

The bodyguard opened his mouth, so he had to be quiet.

The woman turned around, looked at Lin Tang who was standing by the nameless cemetery, sighed slightly, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and gradually walked away under the rain curtain......

……

In front of the cemetery.

The coldness in Lin Tang's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a burst of helplessness and regret.

He put the lilac in his hand down.

Carefully wipe the water stagnation on the tombstone......

Just sit like that.

There was no opening, and there was no speech......

After a long time, he said softly: "Actually, I know, according to your temperament, you would have forgiven her a long time ago, but I can't help it...... If it weren't for her, you wouldn't ......."

Lin Tang didn't continue.

The rain, the heavier it gets......

The rain curtain seems to envelop the entire green mountain......

And he, always sitting there.

Didn't speak, didn't move......

And it didn't speak, just like she was back then, silent, quiet......

Like lilacs.