In the past three days, Z City has been turned over,

And she is like the world has evaporated......

Nangong Ling Tian didn't go to her all over the world,

He knew that she was avoiding him, and that if he went to her, he would only push her further

He stayed on the mountain behind Ji's house all day and night, sitting next to Lhotse's grave

He was waiting, waiting for her to come......

There was silence on the mountain, and occasionally he spoke to himself, and no one knew what he was talking about

It's just that every time he says a word, he will add a sentence to the end: "............ Is it midnight? ”

He seemed to be talking to a guy named Midnight......

Li Yuan –

Gong Qinghan sat under the camphor tree on the training ground, leaning against the trunk, holding his knees with his hands, and sat quietly

Her little face was as pale and bloodless as white paper

The bottom of the eyes is calmer than ever

Her watery eyes, like a cold pool, are dead silence at the moment,

There is no emotion in his eyes, like a ruthless and desireless detachment from the whole world,

There was no emotion in her calm eyes, just like her dead heart......

She watched the sun go down, and she watched the moon rise,

She seems to be able to hear a lot of wonderful sounds, day and night

There are Herbs, there are midnights, there are families......

They never seemed to leave her, she couldn't hear what they were saying, but she could hear it

She didn't dare to call them out loud, she was afraid of scaring them away......

Footsteps sounded, and a shadow fell overhead, but it didn't disturb her

She remained silent, clasping her knees, leaning against the trunk of a tree and listening to the non-existent sound

The poisonous wolf paused, looked at Gong Qinghan with empty eyes, his nose was sore, his lips moved slightly, and he just wanted to speak

Gong Qinghan raised her hand lightly, and put her index finger on her lips that were dried and cracked by the sun and then wet by the rain, as if talking to herself:

"Shhhh

Her voice was already hoarse,

When she said this, her eyes were empty, completely immersed in her own illusory and non-existent world

The poisonous wolf's eyes instantly turned red, and tears swirled in his eyes

He took two deep breaths, forced back the tears in his eyes, and choked up with a smile:

"What are they talking about, can you tell me?"

His voice was soft, like a child

The corners of her lips hooked slightly, as if listening to her so-called voice, and replied: "Grandpa and Midnight talked about me when I was a child......

"Really? So what is Herb doing? Holding back tears, the poisonous wolf asked again

"Herb helps Grandpa make tea......

"Why didn't you go to the hospital today in midnight?" Her eyes were empty, and she was talking to herself, with a hint of doubt and helplessness in her tone

She still sat quietly, sharing the world she saw and heard with the poisonous wolf.

She kept talking to the wolf about midnight, Herb, her parents and her grandfather,

But her eyes never fell on the poisonous wolf, as if she was talking to herself

She occasionally smiled, helpless, proud, and excited...... But no one knew what she was laughing at

The poisonous wolf crouched in front of her, listening to her talk to herself,

He didn't dare to disturb him loudly, he was afraid of waking her up, he was afraid that her world would be disillusioned and let her face the real world

She said happily, no trace of pain in her smile

I don't know when, unconsciously, tears crawled on her face

The poisonous wolf doesn't know what's going on in the world she sees,

He just watched her weep as he continued,

There is always a smile on the corner of his lips, but the tears just keep flowing

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