Occasionally, I have similar thoughts, in fact, it is not bad to die, and when I die, I can go to that world and rejoin my mother's arms.

There probably wouldn't be anyone in this world who would be sad about his death.

There was a sound of shredded footsteps behind him, very light and soft, like a cat.

There is no grass growing on this island, how can there be cats......

He turned his head, and in that moment, the whole sky seemed to light up.

The villain made of snow jade, delicate and lovely, with a pair of crystal clear eyes, flashing with a curious luster, she was wearing a white dress, standing in the light, and there seemed to be two holy and transparent wings spread behind her, like a beautiful angel.

Such a fresh and delicate life is particularly incompatible with the environment here.

It turned out to be a child even younger than him......

The little girl slowly approached him, blinking her big pure eyes, seeing that he did not react, she smiled shyly, as if she had a feeling of blooming flowers, and was about to speak, when suddenly an indifferent call came from behind her: "Your Royal Highness, you should go back." ”

Her Royal Highness, Princess?!

His expression suddenly turned cold.

The owner of this island is called Death, and the one who can be called a princess must be his daughter.

The daughter of the enemy is no wonder different from ordinary prisoners.

Disgust flashed in his eyes.

"But......" she seemed to resist, her voice tender and sweet, like a pool of clean spring water.

The people who came over did not hesitate and walked directly on their shoulders.

The girl stared at him, her eyes flashing with pure infant blue until she walked away, and she didn't take her away from him.

……

Unexpectedly, the next day, the girl came again.

This time she came early, and ran over with a sweet smile on her pretty little face, and was frightened by his eyes before she could speak.

The cheerful footsteps stopped three steps away from him, she blinked her eyes, and under his cold eyes, she stepped back little by little, and flattened her lips aggrievedly, as if she was about to cry, like a poor puppy.

He had expected her to leave, after all, princesses were very squeamish creatures.

The little girl's perseverance was unexpectedly tenacious, and she knew that he did not like her near her, so she stopped three feet away from him, and slowly moved to a position beside him, and he looked at the sea, and she looked at him, occasionally at the surface of the sea.

And so the day passed.

The next day, the same situation.

Day 3......

Gradually, the girl grew bolder, and every day she sat in her fixed position and talked to him.

"My name is Lan Lan, what's your name?"

"Why do you keep looking at the sea? Is there anything there? ”

"You're so good-looking......"

……

There is no doubt that no amount of words will be lost, and what you get is silence.

He didn't speak, and he didn't even give her a look.

She was not angry, she still came day after day, no matter how cold he was, he was still as lively as ever, smiling at him, his eyes were occasionally dim, and then he sat silently with his little body in his arms.

He couldn't stand the silence and looked over.

Her eyes lit up: "Lan Lan sings to you, okay?" Without waiting for his reaction, he sang to himself: "Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of small stars hanging in the sky to shine......"

Song......

Very nice to hear.

In such a place of death and despair, such a clear singing voice is a luxury.