The morning sun shines on the hill.

The wind and clouds float silently in the sky.

The boy knelt in the grass.

In front of him is a white stone tombstone.

Simple, unpretentious, just like its owner.

No relatives came here to mourn, the funeral was held in a hurry, and there was nothing else except a few messages from the so-called family members.

Chen Jian looked at the black and white photo of his grandmother, closed his eyes, and could see the old man lying on the bed after the strange world was shattered, his eyes were bleeding, and he had lost his breath.

The shattered neighborhood seems to be just an illusion.

When he woke up, he was standing in the hallway.

Everything was still yesterday in a trance.

A girl in a long autumn yellow dress stood beside him and said softly:

"The sun will be clothed with light, even in times of sorrow."

Her two slender jade legs are wrapped in stockings, outlining seductive curves, and if you gain more points, you lose more and you will be thinner.

Her face was so beautiful, like a mythical siren, that only the axe of the gods could carve such a beautiful natural statue.

The long hair fluttered, and the cold wind blew on the hill, bringing up thousands of black hairs, and those distant memories were scattered in the wind with the withered grass.

There was no usual vitality on that face, just a strange calm, looking at the early sun rising over the mountains in the distance.

Jian Chen felt a sense of emptiness.

Shouldn't I cry?

Shouldn't I be sad?

Why can't I cry?

It turns out that when people are extremely sad and lonely, they can't do anything.

I can only feel that my body is swallowed up by numbness and nothingness.

He heard the girl's voice, but he didn't react.

A wave of irritation welled up on the girl's beautiful face, making her look much more real, without that transcendent sense of sacredness.

She slapped the boy on the head:

“rua！ Bastard, this girl has finally advanced once, you give a reaction! ”

Jian Chen felt like he was submerged in water.

A hand pulled itself out.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and pulled out an ugly smile.

Grandma, goodbye......

Odd.

It was as if I had seen countless joys and sorrows.

It was as if I had experienced countless tragic and sad things.

Why is there only a faint emotion in my heart?

He stood up, patted the dust on his body, and looked at the beautiful girl beside him:

"The Si people have passed away, but this love will last forever."

The girl froze.

This social phobia is an introverted otaku.,A guy who likes to play games-

Is it so poetic?

She was clearly a head shorter than the boy, but she still put her hand on the boy's head:

"I can't see it, you're quite artistic."

Art cells?

Jian Chen smiled.

I don't know why, as if I had woken up to something, some strange words and thoughts would pop up in my mind without warning.

He felt like he wasn't the same as he used to be.

The girl withdrew her hand, and suddenly changed to a fierce and vicious appearance, and inserted her waist:

“rua！ This girl saved your life, but you played a hooligan, how can you make amends? ”

She showed two small tiger teeth, but her movements were a little cute.

Jian Chen was a little in a trance, he hadn't spoken to a girl for eighteen years, let alone this kind of goddess-level girl, but why, now he could stare at the other party's beautiful eyes with a faint brownish, yellow and yellow without pressure?

The dream self, the reality of the self.

Something came together.

He doesn't hate the change.

He has nothing left.

If you can change, if you can start a new life.

Seems pretty good too.

And most importantly......

He clenched his fist hidden in his sleeve and said to the girl earnestly:

"Just let me kill all those monsters and make amends for you!"

The girl was a little shocked, why did this ordinary kid in front of her suddenly become domineering?

She straightened up, pretended to touch her chin, and suddenly smiled:

“rua！ Then you will be my little brother! ”

The depression in Jian Chen's heart was also dispelled by her bright smile, and he asked:

"Girl's name?"

The girl in front of her said seriously word by word:

"Summer, Shino, flowers."

She closed her eyes again, and said gracefully as if she were chanting poetry:

"Life, like the splendor of summer flowers~"

Chen Jian felt that this sentence was very familiar.

He has a merit.

I like to read all kinds of books.

There are many literary works and astronomical introductions.

So he immediately remembered.

This is a quote from "The Book of Birds".

Almost without thinking, he continued:

"Death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves."

Xia Xiaohua opened her beautiful big eyes in surprise:

"You still have such wisdom?"

"Hey, what do you call it, I've still seen the Bird Collection!"

The girl waved her hand:

"It's the same, you just call me, well, little flower!"

Jian Chen scratched his head:

"How can the younger brother call the eldest sister like that?"

Xia Xiaohua waved her hand indifferently:

"Rua, it's okay, people who know me call me that."

Jian Chen asked again:

"That'...... Flowers, forehead ......"

I can't say the three words of the flower girl, how can this feel like a devil entering the village to rob the girl?

He didn't know what to do anymore.

Xia Xiaohua looked at his embarrassment and smiled:

"Rua, you can just call me Xiaoxiaohua, I'm only seventeen years old, it's a little weird for you to call my sister."

Chen Jian looked the girl in front of him up and down, indeed, a little green.

He meditated in his mind for a moment, adjusting to the affectionate title:

"So Little Flower Lord, according to you, I met the spirit, and you happened to sense the abnormal spiritual energy fluctuations around you, so you rushed here?"

Xia Xiaohua shrugged her smooth round shoulders, tilted her head sideways and said:

"Rua, this girl is talented, pinch her fingers, there is a stupid melon to suffer."

Jian Chen was a little speechless, the girl's thinking was too out-of-the-box.

Xia Xiaohua suddenly straightened her face and said solemnly:

"Rua, I'm not kidding you."

"I was sent by the National Soul Killing Organization Department, because there are always bizarre dream death cases in this city, and the forensic test results are very strange, and the cause of death is very far-fetched, we guess that there are spirits who committed crimes, so they sent me over."

She smiled embarrassedly:

"Actually, there is another senior, I'm just making soy sauce, just an internship, I'm a fledgling, but we're not vegetarians, just kill that spirit!"

Jian Chen took a deep breath and asked softly:

"Please explain these things to me, angels, evil spirits, bloodstones...... It's too messy, I can't take it for a while. ”

Xia Xiaohua was a little distressed and touched her little belly:

"Little Flower's stomach is hungry, let's go eat a bowl of my favorite sautéed wonton here!"

Jian Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, is it difficult to talk about this kind of thing in public?

The girl saw his doubts and grinned:

"That senior has a hand in Chaos, and the identity arranged in this city is Master Wonton."

She waved her little hand:

"I'll invite you for this meal today, charter the venue!"

Chen Jian's bow and worship:

"Little Flower is mighty!"

The girl's bright smile gave him a hint of warmth.

He knew what the other party was trying to do.

Are you trying to divert my attention......

Thank you, I don't dwell on grief.

Xia Xiaohua suddenly sneered.

Chen Jian asked suspiciously:

"What's wrong?"

The other party laughed:

"It's nothing, hee......"

She looked at the other party and was confused, and the more she laughed, the happier she became.

Do you want to tell him that she is a psychic ability, and she knows what Jian Chen thinks in her heart at such a close distance?

Ha, where are you a person with so many ideas, but you have the temperament to make trouble if you want to.

Hmph, I earned a little brother for nothing, and my favorability was up, so I could find someone to buy ice cream on my behalf in the future.

She thought so in her heart, but there was a bit of solemnity in her eyes, staring at Jian Chen who was at a loss.

The depths of the consciousness of the young man in front of him seemed to be heavily locked, an indestructible door to consciousness......

Sure enough, I can't see through the deep stuff.

Even the Spirit Slayer at the level of the Spirit Slayer can see through it at a glance, but it is still very troublesome to be undetected.

There must be some secret hidden in this guy.

And the scene I saw in subspace......

What exactly is that power?

What a surprise this time for the newcomers......

She licked the corners of her mouth, turned around and jumped down the hill step by step, like a little rabbit.

"Let's go, starving!"

Let me expose you for what you really are......

Chen Jian looked at her cheerful back, and his heart was also a lot lighter.

He finally looked at the hills, at the grass, at the clouds, at the rising sun, and at the bleak tombstones.

Grandma, I'll get your revenge......

He suddenly felt a sense of terror.

Will you forget your grandma?

He didn't know.

There is no answer, and I dare not think about it.

Xia Xiaohua shouted to him under the hill:

"Hey Internet addicted teenager, I can't come back yet!"

He smiled.

What a envy...... Forget it, take it and put it down, nothing will stop her from being happy.

He retracted his gaze, and followed Xia Xiaohua's steps down the hill, leaving the cemetery, and going to the unknown side of the world.

Oblivion is a harp, with which memory plays silent sorrow.