One day, in addition to hearing the prayer of the soul, the universe also heard the urgent and sincere cry of a man. The man wrote a few words in his diary with a full stomach full of resentment.

"Give me a night that I won't be plotted against."

"From now on, heaven and earth are roundworms in my stomach"

Heaven and earth are silent, loving everyone carefully and gently, and naturally she will not tell her most shameful secret.

The soul floats in the world of "One", wandering aimlessly. The mind is right, the master lives in fear. Fear of being alone to hear thunder, fear of speaking harshly, fear of days without loved ones... The night without light is fearful.

At this moment, a woman in a black hat sat at a table full of ancient books, and a white candle beside the book was spitting out tiny flames. The large and small crystal clear beads actually burst out with strong power under the refraction of the candlelight and surrounded the woman.

"Here we are." The woman's hands naturally hung down on her laps, and her breath fell together, as if she was one with the night and the candlelight.

"I'm scared to meet the darkness at night, so I want to ask you... Why aren't you afraid? ”

Her guest is a timid girl who doesn't seem to know how to take care of herself. Although the face reveals a childishness, there is still a bit of distinct maturity. Her spiky tiger fangs didn't resemble the fangs of a monster at all, and what she feared and tormented was always herself.

"Don't be afraid, do what you have to do."

"I can't control the darkness, I have to go to bed at night with the lights on. There are always many... A very small noise was noisy in my ears, and I panicked. ”

The woman lit another candle, and the sound of the flame seemed to be somewhat pleasant, especially for those who longed for light.

"Who can harness the darkness? Acceptance and enjoyment are what you have to do. I love the nights, no one can disturb my peace, I can focus on doing what I want. ”

The guests were a little tangled, and a look of embarrassment began to appear on their faces.

"But I couldn't convince myself."

"In my eyes, darkness itself has no meaning. But in your heart, you give it a lot of negative meaning. When you lie in bed late at night and feel the passage of time, you feel the infinite unknown. And the unknown equals fear in your eyes, and many deep-rooted ideas in your mind still drag you down, make you think of strange things, and make you more and more afraid. ”

The guest nodded approvingly, and his frown relaxed.

"Yes... That's probably what I thought. ”

"Have you ever thought that the night is also a drawing board. If there are bad things, why can't there be good things? For example, the unique tranquility of the night, such as the night rain, moisturizes things silently. Why can't the night be an eye mask and a quilt that can make you sleep peacefully? Why can't night be the moon and the stars and the universe? Too much. ”

The woman calmly poured herself a glass of water to soothe her dry throat. Her voice was a little hoarse, but it gave a sense of reassurance.

"I understand, your enlightenment is really good."

"People are used to locking all sorts of things and eventually they can't even open them. You are afraid of the darkness because you never face it. Bad things in the world don't just happen in the dark, don't be cocooned, always confuse evil with darkness, or even treat it as one thing. Darkness should not be presupposed, it should not be determined by narrow thoughts, it is vast. Give yourself a dark night where you will not be conspired upon! ”

The flame of the candle gradually turned from strong to faint, and the guest knew that the conversation was over. "Alright! Thank you for your guidance and for your encounters. She kept silently reciting in her heart: to erase the unpleasant memories and emotions of darkness and to revisit it. Hopefully it's going to be a magic spell.

At the same time, the soul clenched its hands and placed them in front of its chest. It felt some strength of courage, small as it was, enough to get its owner out of her little world. I don't know if the mind that is still sleeping in the ruins will drop his face and admit that he was wrong.

The man in the bed was asleep, and the diary on the desk had not yet been closed. The words on that page are dignified and elegant, and they are carefully designed to be exposed to the night.

"The universe, as always, lovingly sheds the divine moonlight to bless every child in the night. At the same time, it also sows a seed of light, and the light of the seed shines with everything in every corner of the fearful heart. Dark... It's not that scary, is it? ”