I leaned against a big tree by the side of the road, looking up at the whitening and brightening skylight, holding in my hands a pendant and a dagger, their presence telling me that what I had experienced in the night was not my imagination, and even now I thought it was just a dream I had, a strange dream.

After the merfolk completely turned into foam and disappeared, the entire castle and everything in it dissipated into light and into the air. Everything, including all the traces left by the night, death, survival, good or evil, everything dissipated, leaving only this vast empty flat land, and the inexplicable thoughts that remained in our hearts.

When the castle was gone, we stood in a large open field, surrounded by familiar woods, and the scent of grass and leaves in the air. The sky had turned slightly white, and the time of the night had come to an end at this moment, along with everything that had just been experienced.

Everyone is silent for a variety of reasons, either guilty, moved, or mired in memories, indifferent, insensitive, or sad alone. Strangely, there was no one to talk to, but each found a place to rest, and the shock of the moment made us feel as if we had changed from a social social race back to solitary creatures. Or, in fact, we have always been solitary creatures, alone, with a heart, unable to find another direction to snuggle up to.

I sat alone looking at the sky, but I couldn't close my eyes. After a night of traveling, even though I was used to staying up late, I still felt deeply tired at this time. Not only on the **, but also on the heart.

The exhaustion penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and was intertwined with every nerve in me, and I had never felt so heavy in my body, as if I could not lift the slightest strength, as if every cell in my body had become a boulder hanging on my body and fell downward, wanting to take me with me into the dust until it rotted and died.

The wound on his chest, though deep but neat, healed quickly, and now healed, leaving not a single scar. I just had a hard night and now it's all over and it's one of the few safe places. In fact, there is nothing to stop me from falling asleep, and I also want to fall asleep, even every strand of my hair is shouting to call Zhou Gong, but I just can't close my eyes, there is no way.

Insomnia, severely I have uncontrollable insomnia.

I don't know if you've ever felt like that, when you have insomnia, you feel as if you've become someone else, someone who is completely different from you at all. It's a magical and weird feeling, it's not like a feeling that works on your body, it's more like a feeling that is applied to your soul.

You feel like your mind is confused, as if you can't remember anything and as if you remember everything. You will feel incredibly awake and calm, as if you can think clearly about everything and as if you can't decide anything. A voice will pop up in your head to help you make a decision, and then another voice will immediately pop up to reject the thought you just had. And then suddenly there will be many, many voices in your head, some familiar and some completely unfamiliar, shouting, arguing, shouting, as if your mind is a debate field, discussing countless topics that you know you don't know. And sometimes you feel like a participant, arguing fiercely with those voices about things that you don't know, and sometimes you feel like an outsider, watching these shouts that have nothing to do with you.

I was tired, I was really tired, but I couldn't rest, I couldn't stop my thoughts from tumbling. Even if you close your eyes and immerse yourself in the darkness, hoping that the darkness will bring you rest, you will open your eyes again because you can't bear the more turbulent thoughts in the darkness.

That's where I'm now, and it's definitely not a good thing.

I wanted to raise my hand and rub it on my face, I liked the alternation of light and dark when my fingers ran over my eyelids, but I felt that I didn't even have the strength to lift my hand, and I just wanted to sit here like this, not knowing how long it would take.

People like to think wildly when they are free, especially when their thoughts are surging like insomnia. Many things that you don't want to think about or deliberately forget will come out of the most intimate places in your heart, tearing open scabs and scabbing wounds, and emerge to the surface, no matter how bloody and painful it is, just like I am now. In the past, I never had insomnia, probably because my heart was safe and thoughtless, so I could abandon all the effects of darkness and fall asleep, knowing that it happened, I began to have insomnia for the first time

"Mo Li?"

The sudden sound made me stunned, and my chaotic thoughts froze, and then quickly lurked in the depths of my mind. It took me a few seconds before I thought to respond, and my gaze moved slightly from the sky to the person who called me, the wolffang.

"What's wrong?" I asked softly.

"Look at your face is very bad, are you okay?" Wolf Fang asked, sitting down next to me, "Why don't you rest?" The others have slept at least a little, and you haven't closed your eyes all night. ”

"Didn't you close your eyes all night, and you haven't rested now?" I twisted my neck slightly, which hurt from looking up for a long time, and lowered my head to stop looking at the sky, and the dagger and necklace in my hand came into view.

"I'm fine, not too sleepy." The voice of the wolf fang came from the side, and the low voice seemed a little lazy at this time, as if the originally cold and hard people had become much softer, "They are just earthlings, don't be too sad." ”

I turned my head to look at Wolffang in surprise, a little surprised that he would say that to me. I knew that Wolf Fang knew very well what I was thinking, and he knew very well that even persuasion would not help me, but because of this, I didn't expect him to say comforting words to me.

"Well, they're just earthlings, I know, know very well." "I have seen all traces of them disappear before my eyes, leaving only these two things as proof that they once existed," I said, holding the hand holding the dagger and necklace in front of my eyes, and looking at the intricate patterns on them. ”

"Hehehehe"

I couldn't help but laugh all of a sudden, and even I didn't know why I was laughing and what I was laughing at, but the tears of laughter and laughter flowed down in large chunks and fell from my eye sockets to my legs.

Wolf Fang didn't say anything, just watched in silence as if I was crazy and cried and laughed, and I cried and laughed like this for a while before I slowly calmed down. My eyes were a little sore, my head was bursting with pain, and the nerves in my temples were beating and pumping, but I felt a lot more relaxed. He took a deep breath before he said what he hadn't just said.

"It's a pity that these two are the only things left by them, also because it's a ridiculous game item, and it won't be long before they finish the item's mission, just like their owner."

Wolf Fang was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly reached out and took the dagger and necklace from my hand, "They existed, even if they did not leave a trace, even if they themselves were created falsely, but you will not forget them, they exist in your heart." ”

I was shocked that Wolf Fang would say such a thing, and I didn't respond immediately for a while. As if my expression was indicative of what I was thinking, Wolf Fang chuckled and handed the two back to me, "Don't look at me like that, if it weren't for someone who looks like he's going to die or live, I can't say something so disgusting and useless." ”

I rolled my eyes silently, but then I couldn't help but laugh out loud, this time without tears.

"Maybe that's the best ending for them." I whispered, to the wolf's teeth, and to myself, "Maybe the love between the towering tree and the epiphany is destined to be a love that must be maintained by both parties, once the epiphany withers, there are only two choices if you want that love will not disappear, either the story will end here, or the towering tree will wither together." All fairy tales end up with princes and princesses living happily ever after, but no one says how happy they are. ”

"You know, there are actually many versions of fairy tales like "The Daughter of the Sea", and I remember one version that says that although people have a short lifespan, they have an immortal soul after death, and a mermaid has a long lifespan, but they have no soul. And if a mermaid wants to have a soul, it needs to understand human love. In that version, the mermaid's body turned into foam, but she possessed an immortal soul, and she flew into the air, guided by the angel to a new heaven. ”

I sighed and held the dagger and necklace in both hands, "I know that fairy tales are all lies, but I really hope that ghosts and merfolk will reach a new paradise." A place where there is no aging, no death, no greed and no suspicion. ”

As I spoke, my fingers running over the groove in the handle of the dagger, it was a groove in the shape of a mermaid, exactly the same shape as the pendant. When the prince and the mermaid fell in love, the mermaid took off the pendant and gave it to the prince as a token of their love. And to this day, I press them back together and become one.

"That's right." I suddenly thought of my previous question, and turned to look at the wolffang, "How did you open the door to that secret room?" I thought I was going to die. ”

"There's your blood on the floor of that room on the second floor, and I opened the door with your hand in your blood." Wolf Fang explained to me, and after a slight pause, he said, "It's a little strange to say, there are drag marks on the floor in that room, but it seems to be deliberate, avoiding the location of your blood, so that I can get the blood and open the door." ”

"Deliberately avoided?" I blinked, and suddenly I understood something, "So that's the case, the strongest love in that castle is not only one person who insists on it."

"What?" Wolffang's voice was puzzled.

"It's nothing, it's just that I think the prince is more like the queen."

I remember that the queen seemed to have a smile on her face when she died. The painting, the mermaid's attitude, her unfanatical calm, and the pain of not having been happy to retain her youth and losing her lover The prince was willing to die for the mermaid, and the queen was willing to live for the king, as she did not like at all. Death was not pain for her, but a longed-for relief.

"Huh?" Wolf Fang was still puzzled.

I smiled and shook my head, hiding this useless but precious secret in my heart