The sky at night, with seven-colored flowers blooming, illuminates the world.

In the shroud of colorful light, all those who lost their minds raised their heads and stared at the brilliant light, and a burst of confusion rose in their hearts.

A flower blooms, as if it has lasted for thousands of years.

The whole world became lonely, and there was only one flower, one color after another, and when the seven colors coexisted, it seemed to span thousands of years, and it was difficult to count the long years that had passed.

Li Yuchen looked at this flower blankly, and only this flower was left in his eyes and mind.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time......

It is the passage of time, it is the precipitation of thoughts, he thinks in his heart, thinks about this flower, thinks about the long passage of time, can only sigh in his heart, I don't know how long it has been, and how long has passed.

In an instant, it felt like a thousand years.

A thousand years of waiting should be a thousand years of waiting, and there will eventually be seven colored flowers...... The flowers bloom in seven colors, the sky shows seven colors, the seven colors are intertwined, and the holy light falls lightly.

It seems to come back to his senses after a thousand years of silence, and suddenly it is a dream.

Li Yuchen buried his head down, unwilling to look at the seven-colored flower, walking on a strange and familiar land, looking for a road that seemed to have passed away for a long time, and walked slowly.

Down-to-earth, out of the steadfast.

The sky shines with a little brilliance, illuminating the earth, but it is not illuminated, and the darkness of the environment itself is blurry and indistinct.

The earth is black, black without life, even if it shines with colorful light, there is no trace of brilliance.

There is light in the black, not to the extreme.

Walking silently on this black earth, Li Yuchen walked very slowly and steadily, as if every step forward had an extremely long-term accumulation, but there was a fluttering, and the pace was almost natural, as if it should be like that.

Forward, always forward.

His bright eyes reflected the surrounding scene, and his thoughts turned in his mind, but he only felt that many things were important, and no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember it, and there was a kind of confusion.

Then, the colored light went out and the flowers disappeared.

In the eyes and the world, there is only black, the real black, the black of nothingness, the black that can be seen, and the black that cannot be seen clearly...... Barren, dilapidated, lonely.

Walking slowly, stepping on the mud covered with black stains under his feet, with some softness, like stepping on the soot after the burning of grass and trees, the black dust stains stuck to his shoes and feet, and the whole person had to sink a little.

Feeling the strangeness of the soles of his feet, Li Yuchen lowered his head, leaned over because his vision was slightly blurred, his eyes looked directly at the ground, and saw that there were other colors in the black, which seemed to be white, which seemed to be gray, but he couldn't tell the difference, and he could only think that he was invincible to the gray of time.

Colors are hard to distinguish, let alone recognize.

Pick up the particle-sized gray substance, rub it on your fingertips, and before you use much force, the fingertip particles are crushed.

Shattered.

Ashes.

It's still no match for time...... No matter how you stand on the top and overlook the world, you will still be an ant before time.

The emotion in my heart is inexplicable, convinced, melancholy, and helpless.

I don't know where the thoughts came from, into the heart, messed up the quiet heart, looking up at the space again, it was still so dark, but there was a change quietly carried out, bubbling like nothing, the extremely weak air flow up implied a coldness.

gas, driving the wind.

The wind, there is a sound.

The small wind, blowing on the skin, brought the coldness, and conveyed the mourning and sadness that had not been heard.

Ghost cry.

Indeed, it is like a low cry, resounding in the void, if it comes from another dimension, it can remind people of the things they fear most, evoke the deepest fears hidden in their hearts, and fall into the dream of their thoughts, a nightmare that they may never wake up again.

Touched in his heart, Li Yuchen suddenly wanted to cry, and the traces of water flooded into his eyes, making his already vague vision even more blurred.

What's wrong with me?

He rubbed his eyes, rubbing the traces of water in his eyes to the corners of his eyes, but they did not flow out of his sockets, they were dried by the cold wind, dispersed into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace.

Thoughts, inadvertently drifting.

I didn't understand why I wanted to cry, why I felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of my heart, I just felt that there were a lot of very important things missing, but I couldn't remember anything, and I was helpless after my thoughts were mixed.

Keep walking and see what lies ahead.

He couldn't think of it, so he didn't think about it, and walked forward with a steady pace.

One step, two steps...... Step by step.

With each step, stepping on the fragmented earth, the surrounding scene is changing, as if going back in time, changing at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye in close observation.

The ground beneath his feet was still soft, but there was something hard between the softness, and the gray particles were no longer easily crushed, and they were getting harder and bigger.

Finally, pieces of white bones lay on the ground.

From the feet to the surroundings, the white bones and the end of the line of sight are all broken and broken, and it is difficult to form a complete body.

Bone Ground.

Mass graves.

Li Yuchen thought so, feeling that the wind had become louder, and the sound in the wind had also become louder, as if something was about to happen.

He stood, waiting.

After a period of time, the surrounding scene has not changed, except for the sound of the wind, there is not even a trace of change, time and space are frozen in a moment, and will never change.

Waiting, helpless.

Helpless, move forward.

There was one more sound in the wind, the sound of feet stepping on bones, different from ghost crying, some soft, some harsh, some weird...... It seems to exist at the same time as the wind, but it is separated from the wind, and it is a sound that appears alone, wafting in this dark space.

Unreal, real.

It is coexistence and separation.

It's the past, it's the present.

In the center of the lonely white bone, there is a small flower, and the petals separated from each other have seven colors, which are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, the color is a little light, but it is very distinct, and the color connecting the middle is slightly dark and colorful.

The seven-colored flowers bloom in the dark world, blooming in the center of countless white bones, and blooming in colors other than black and white, in seven colors.

One flower, seven colors.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, seven colors float, in the dark, between the white bones.

The vitality born of the dead land, a seven-colored flower, swaying in the extremely slight wind, blooms with the most beautiful brilliance, blooming only its own sky.

See it, watch it, it blooms.

Black and white are no longer the only ones in this world, the colorful light is transmitted from the circle in the center of the flower to the seven petals, and the seven-colored light is cast from the petals, shining in the dark air, shining dark and not black, with the most beautiful and brilliant colorful light.

Seven-colored flowers bloom, the sky and the earth change color, and the same color as the flowers emerge, illuminating the space full of strange splendor.

Li Yuchen raised his head again, looked at the light in the sky, looked at the flower, looked at the seven-colored flower.

"After a thousand years of waiting, flowers will eventually bloom. ”

"A thousand years of waiting, just for him. ”

"Flowers bloom, seven-colored sky. ”

(Finally...... Grind out some words. ）