Sang Wushi looked at the night stars that reappeared in the slight ripples after the ripples on the sea surface dissipated, and the night stars reappeared in the slight waves, and smiled suddenly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Look, just like at this moment, I know that it is still fake, but I still can't help but indulge in it, just because I can't get the truth that is far away in the sky." As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, wanting to touch the stars that seemed to be within reach, and when she held it lightly, she only caught the coolness of the night breeze.

He also tilted his head, and between his eyes, the silence seemed to extend for a thousand years. She couldn't understand the deep meaning in his eyes, but she could hear that his voice was still indifferent, but it was inexplicable: "Ahsan, then do you think it is real at this moment? If you have a choice, would you like to live in such a leisurely situation all the time?" his face was full of seriousness.

Sang Wushi shook his head decisively, and his drooping eyes hid the deep darkness.

It's like a run on the track of life, you keep running ahead, stepping over thorns, walking through mud, and finally going through a lot of hardships to get to where you want to be, only to be told that this is a never-ending road. When I look back, I am bloodstained behind me, my feet are staggering, I am scarred and overwhelmed, but on this road, it is a pity to retreat and leave behind, so I can only keep rushing forward, even if there is no end in the dark.

And she has no way out, and she doesn't want to go back.

Zi Mo's expression was already as usual, and her good-looking eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as she was, he looked at her lightly, and said lightly: "So you don't feel real at the moment?" With me.

"Huh?" she looked up, a little puzzled.

However, the next moment, a slightly cool little hand fell on her cheek, and she pinched it gently, not heavy, but still a little painful. "What about this?, it's not real?" Zi Mo said, his subordinates wanted to exert force again, Sang Wushi slapped his restless paws with a dark face, and his deep and serious expression was replaced by anger on his face, "Little ghost! Who taught you to be like this, no big or small! I am your master, have you forgotten?!"

"Oh. The little imp regained his coated expression, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to fall into a deep sleep again.

"I think it's time to teach you what it means to respect the old and love the young......."

He covered his ears with his hands, and a look of disgust leaked from his face.

Sang Wushi: ......

In fact, although she doesn't want to retreat, if there are little ghosts on this road that can be teased from time to time, it doesn't seem so difficult to accept.

"Hey, hey, little ghost, will you always accompany my master and me to wander the world?" The tentative tone, mixed with the whirring sea breeze, was a little unreal.

Zimo continued to close his eyes and did not answer.

"Kid, do you think you're going to be by my side all the time?"

The night is as cold as water, so quiet that only the sound of the wind remains.

The huge roar of the "little ghost !!" instantly startled a few seabirds that were resting on the beach, Sang Wushi stretched out his hand angrily, Zimo flew into the air with a sigh, and looked at her with a strange look. Then, continue to close your eyes.

......

Just after Sang Wushi and Zimo stared at each other for a long time, she was still tired, compromised, and went back to the inn. Originally, she was in a bad mood at the time, but she couldn't help but laugh when she watched the little ghost stop on the beach and follow her with waddling steps.

turned around, with a happy face, "Little ghost, do you want me to lead you, you still can't learn to walk." ”

"Nope. Between the righteous words, two unsteady little feet stepped on the golden sand, leaving shallow footprints.

“...... Keep up. Deliberately taking two quick steps, Sang Wushi still turned his head again, watching him walk hard, a little helpless, some wanted to laugh, moved his hand lightly, cleaned up the sharp rocks on the beach for him, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, there will be oranges when you go back to the inn." She stretched and walked on.

However, after walking for a while, there was suddenly no sound behind him, and when he turned back, he was already some distance away from her, and at his speed, he would not be able to reach it tomorrow. "I've seen it for so long, and no matter how beautiful it is, I should have seen enough!!" she urged.

"Oh. Zi Mo's expression was a little cold, and although he replied, his swaying pace did not speed up at all.

Sang Wushi waited for a while, a shallow helplessness flashed in his golden eyes, and he walked back again, conjuring a small branch in his hand, "I said you, it's really a child's temper." As she spoke, she broke the branch in her hand that had been tied to her hand. "Coincidentally, I'm also very unhappy at the moment. Her words were half-true, but her smile was real.

Unexpectedly, he didn't refute anything.

Sang Wushi handed over the branch in his hand and said with a smile: "You lead the other end." ”

Zimo looked at the branch, thought silently for a while, and his eyes were shy, "Don't." ”

"If you want to hold it, you will hold it, otherwise you won't be able to reach the inn tomorrow at this speed." There was a hint of exasperation on her face.

But the little ghost still had a cold face, "Don't, it looks weird." ”

A smile overflowing from the corner of Sang Wushi's lips was suffocated, "What's strange, people are like this." After a pause, looking at the little ghost's sudden strange look, she continued to bluff him seriously: "Flower branches represent luck in some races, and legend has it that the person who leads the two ends will always cherish each other and be stable forever. ”

He finally raised his eyes and glanced at the branch in her hand, a little disgusted, "You are a willow branch." ”

Sang Wushi: ...... "Can't you treat it as a flower branch? ”

"Nope. ”

This little ghost is really hard to serve.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and said, "If you arrive early, you'll have oranges to eat, can't you be hungry?"

Hearing this, the little ghost lowered his eyes slightly, as if he had thought about it seriously, and then slowly stretched out a small hand and grabbed the other side of the branch.

Sang Wushi nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Just follow me." She walked a few steps, and the little ghost followed slowly, and from time to time she looked back, and when she saw his cute little appearance, she couldn't help laughing out loud every time, and suddenly, the laughter was louder, and the strength was not controlled, and the branch was torn off by her, and fell on the beach. And the little ghost was not very stable when he walked, so he almost fell back and sat on the ground.

Sang was slightly flustered from time to time, and easily threw away the half-broken branch, and returned a beautiful flower branch in his hand. She was stunned, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Zimo squatting on the ground, picked up the branch that had just been broken, put it to her lips and blew it.

The little ghost has always had some quirks, he used to be very afraid of dirty, and he had to be clean wherever he sits, and the enchantment was spotless, like a fairyland. So for his behavior, Sang Wushi was a little puzzled. "Don't pick it up, it's dirty, there's a new one. He ignored her, and put away the clean wiping branch and put it away in his bosom.

Sang couldn't help but say again, "That thing is everywhere out of the Stygian Sea, you can fold a bunch of them if you like." As he spoke, he handed over the flower branch in his hand.

In Zimo's blue eyes, they were as plain as water, and the posture of the little jade under the soft moonlight actually looked extraordinary. He raised his hand and gently held the other end, and the silver-white sleeves moved lightly, and under the faint moonlight, it seemed to float like a streamer.

Her eyebrows bent, her golden eyes smiled, the corners of her lips raised, and she pulled the little one behind her with one hand, step by step. Bright stars, hazy shimmer, one red and one white, one big and one small, the figures of both figures, gradually disappeared in the boundless night......