"Mom, do you know, I am now a spiritual power, and now I am studying in Moqi Academy, although my cultivation is not high, I will definitely work hard to make myself strong enough to protect myself and others well, and I will not let the people around me hurt me again."

Guo Song Xingye has been looking at the kind photos on the tombstone, and his warm eyes reveal infinite nostalgia.

"Now that the Guo Song family no longer exists, Mom, I really blame myself, I don't know if it's because of me, or if it's the fate of the Guo Song family, I watched them disappear one by one in front of my eyes and turn into dust, but I couldn't do anything."

"You can understand my despair, I don't know, I really... I don't know! ”

Speaking of the back, Guo Song Xingye's mood had collapsed, her choked voice was clear, and she was very eager to get an answer from her mother, so that there was a bit of nonsense in the back, and her expression changed from the previous eagerness to loneliness.

"Mom, I really feel so lonely, the world and baggage of a person are really heavy, and they are about to crush me." That was the last sentence she asked.

She can't show her vulnerability in front of anyone, because she is afraid that others will look down on her, and the only thing that can make her confide in her heart is her relatives, and she doesn't want the people around her to worry, so she can only say to her dead mother.

Her helplessness, her loss, her despair, and the hope, hope, and determination that exist in her heart, these emotions coexist, sometimes especially on one side, and finally balanced, but the process of balancing may be too difficult.

Although she also knew, her mother could not hear.

Guo Song Xingye stood up in frustration, and then sat on the side of the tombstone lifelessly, his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and he could only lean on the tombstone without bones, stopped the flow of tears, and closed his eyes regardless of it.

It seems that this can give her enough courage and allow her to rest for a while.

"Let me be with you quietly for a while, just for a moment—" Let me be fragile for a while, just a little longer.

In this way, a weak and boneless haggard figure leaned on the tombstone and fell asleep, looking at her expression, it was really relaxed, just like the tombstone she relied on, it was the safest tree in her heart, which could make her feel at ease to talk and rely on, so that she was not afraid of anything.

It was already afternoon, in the cold winter, Guo Song Xingye just sat on the ground and slept casually, the cold wind next to her was biting, she didn't seem to feel it when she was asleep, the birds in the forest never stopped, and some of the withered yellow leaves were also hit by the cold wind, and they flew around.

Guo Song Xingye herself seems to be one with nature, the leaves falling, the insects and birds chirping, the cold wind biting, no matter what can not disturb her rest, the girl seems to never notice, just immersed in the sweet dream she weaves.

Because of the excitement just now, she may have forgotten that this is a cemetery, and the aura of yin death must be indispensable, but now that the sun has set on the mountain, the only light source has disappeared, and the qi of yin and death has grown a lot invisibly.

After Guo Song Xingye passed through the Wuzhu incident, he was too sensitive to yin qi, and his skin began to tingle, so that the sleeping Guo Song Xingye woke up in time, otherwise it would be difficult to do it at night.

Twisting his eyebrows and opening his eyes, Guo Song Xingye's little face wrinkled into a ball when he felt a strange pain, seeing that the sun had set, the surrounding yin qi was extremely excited, and the moisture in his body was too heavy, Guo Song Xingye immediately meditated on the spot, using spiritual power to circulate around his body.

After a while, the scar on his face was no longer felt, and the spiritual power on his body also formed a protective shield to resist the invasion of yin qi.

Now Guo Song Xingye felt refreshed, and there was no longer that hesitation in his eyes, but he was more determined, revealing a bright smile, getting up and touching the tombstone with his hand again.

"No matter what happens in the future, I will not be weak again, I will muster up the courage to face it, and be as strong as your mother."

The current starry night of Guo Song is different from the loneliness when it came, like a newborn sun shining brightly.

As she spoke, the lines of the tombstone went down, and she stroked her mother's photo with a cold palm, and concern and nostalgia flashed on her face one by one.

"I may only have very little time to see you in the future, but in my heart, even if there is no blood relationship, you are my eternal mother, my beloved mother, and she will always be so beautiful and moving."

Although her eyes were full of sweet tears this time, she did not break the embankment, because she promised her mother that she would be strong, not weak, and that it was time for her to transform into an adult.

"Goodbye."

The back of the departure is full of calmness after transformation, and she is resolute, the purpose of her coming here may be to let go of something, and what she shoulders, this is probably only known to Guo Song Xingye alone.

It seems that the journey of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" has touched Guo Song Xingye a lot.

When I got to the bottom of the mountain, it was already dark, Guo Song Xingye glanced back, and let go with the wind!

At night, the temperature was much lower, and Guo Song Xingye took out a scarf from the phantom study and put it on in a place where no one was not monitoring, and put it on, otherwise this wave of operations would be seen by others, and they would think she was a monster.

Now the market is also the most lively time, everywhere the lights are bright, the flow of people is surging, most of them are young people, don't be cold, how can anyone come out to play, and only the body of young people can survive.

The ghostly light shines on the walking people, pulling out a slender shadow, under such a dreamy light, it seems that everyone is telling their own story, and the word "shadow" expresses their most intimate recorder, but also the recorder of their life "shadow".

Varies with the light, changes with them.

Guo Song Xingye walked apathetically but leisurely on the aisle, watching strangers pass by her side one by one, Guo Song Xingye felt that this was not bad, and it had a unique charm.

She's like a lonely traveler, which sounds pretty cool.

Walking and walking, watching the people slowly thinning out, she suddenly thought of an important thing, what is she staying tonight?

When she came out, she seemed to have forgotten to bring her ID card, and now she is so strict, she doesn't have an ID card... Then she's going to live on the streets!

"It's annoying."

I was in a good mood, but because of the place where I stayed, I fell down again.

It just so happened that at this moment, her stomach finally couldn't help but make a voice of protest because of an afternoon of tossing, and smiled helplessly.

Forget it, let's find something to eat first, I've been hungry for a long time.

As a member of Moqi Academy, I should also have the experience of sleeping in the wild when I go on missions in the future, so let's make do with it today, and I will take it as an experience.

With this not very perfect self-perfunctory, Guo Song Xingye suddenly became cheerful, and then he was rushing to eat all the way, and he also played around with shopping, which also shows that he is picky as a foodie.