Chapter 78: Oblivion

Flowers bloom and fall, the tide rises and falls, the world changes, the vicissitudes of the sea, no matter how profound the past, will eventually be forgotten.

The man in black standing in front of the begonia flowers was in a melancholy mood.

Whether the old thing can overcome today's fears and become a secret in the heart is only an unknown after all.

The lake in front of the begonia flowers is still beautiful and calm.

There is not a trace of ripples. It's like a mirror.

Can this mirror reflect the past?

No.

Of course not.

"Why can't this mirror-like lake reflect the past?"

"Because this is not a lake of the dead. ”

......

No, I should have told her back then, even in the Lake of Death, there was no way to reflect the past.

If you really want to see the past, go to the Snow Pavilion.

There, the past, the forgotten and the unremembered, can all be seen.

Even, the past, the present and the future, are all clear skies.

The child who once dreamed of the Snow Pavilion has now become the only disciple of the Snow Pavilion in this generation.

It's a wish.

I should be very happy to see such a happy scene.

The figure in black is a little lonely and cold.

Feather Fantasy, Feather Fantasy, will you still remember me?

Although deep down, there is indeed a voice that tells me that the person who jumps into the pool of marrow washing should not remember anything.

Wash the marrow pool!

That's the marrow washing pool!

It's not the nameless lake in Myoka Realm, it's like a mirrored lake.

Yu Fan, are you happy?

When I didn't say goodbye and jumped into the marrow washing pool alone, was it the same as today, leaving the entire Nine Heavens without saying goodbye?

Yu Huan, where the hell have you been?

Who knows your news?

Have you had a good time in all these years at Snow Pavilion?

I hope you have a happy life.

No matter what.

Deep inside, the waves are turbulent and the rain is pouring in.

No one has heard from Yu Fan.

If there is, he should not be called to Ziwei Palace, and the three halls will be tried.

It's a terrible feeling!!

Yu Fan, even if you really want to say goodbye, at least, you have to send us a message.

Now, everyone is worried about you!

Hope to get the news of your safety!

He felt the torment in his heart, like never before.

This kind of torment is upsetting, suffocating, and makes people want to run away.

A few days ago, Xue Yi had a fight with herself. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't matter.

This kid is actually very similar to the feather illusion back then!

It's a pity that Yu Phantom grew up later and became less cute.

Kids, they're still cute when they were young!

He felt a lot of confusion in his heart.

Standing in front of the begonia flowers, I didn't think of anything, I didn't understand anything.

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

He felt like he had his own heart, a torment.

There was no way he could calm down.

He began to walk aimlessly and walk in the Miaohua realm.

It didn't take long for him to walk to his cellar.

There are many, many wines in the cellar. Lots of good wine.

These wines were slowly saved by him many years ago.

Since he had a baby, he has rarely drunk alcohol without moderation.

How many years have it been?!

......

He couldn't remember anymore.

Feather Fantasy!

In his heart, he remembered that name again.

The little fairy who likes to wear a dark red dress. Lively and bright, with a starry sky in the eyes.

Unconsciously, there is an inexplicable thing that has germinated in the bottom of my heart, and then with time, the roots are deep and leafy, and when there is no one, it torments my heart.

Feather Fantasy!

That bright shadow, clearly extinguished in front of my eyes, made people confused.

Wine, bottle after bottle has been opened.

Drink and forget!!

Forgetting is the hardest thing in this world.

Forgetting, too, is the easiest thing to do.

In order to forget you, it has become too difficult and too difficult to do.

Yu Fantasy, is it okay to come back???

The sad voice in my heart was pleading and struggling.

Yu Fan, is it okay to come back???

Do you hear the crying voice, the struggling voice?

Did you hear that?

Did you really hear that???

Feather Fantasy!

I miss you!!

The heart is like a storm, and there is no chance of outflow.

Wine bottles, opened bottle after bottle.

The elixir and jade liquid have become tears, tears in the depths of my heart.

Feather Fantasy, I miss you!!

The voice of despair seems to be able to resound through the four universes.

Forgetting is the hardest thing in this world.

Forgetting, too, is the easiest thing to do.

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

The tiredness in my heart, the pain in my heart, at that moment, erupted out.

He opened another bottle of wine.

Drink as if you can forget about it.

Drinking, in fact, there is no way to forget anything.

Forget!!

Cruel words, overwhelming.

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

The voice from the bottom of my heart came from the mountains and seas.

Why, can't you come back?

How I want you back, you know?

Yu Fan, will you come back soon?

I'm willing to do anything for you.

Even if it is a catastrophe.

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

The heart is broken.

In the midst of the collapse, there is unspeakable despair.

Despair, despair, suffocating despair.

Yu Fan, how about coming back?

He felt that the wine he had drunk had turned into a bitter liquid.

Isn't it fine wine?

Haven't you treasured the wine for many years?

How did it come to this?

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

The voice in my heart still didn't choose to stop.

Roaring, roaring, roaring again, as if trying to break through some barrier.

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

Never coming back?

No, it won't!

No, it won't!

Definitely not!

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

There was an indescribable desperation in the roaring voice.

The sound of desperation, suffocating.

Those who have drunk too much wine are already lying in the cellar, falling into a deep sleep.

Will he still wake up?

No one knows.

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

The roaring sound, followed by the sound of dreams, followed by the sound of the wind, blew somewhere.

Feather Fantasy!

Where the hell have you been?

......

Is it okay to come back?

That desperate voice, can you find her in another world?

No one knows.

Nobody knows.

Those who are drunk in the cellar are no longer sane.

Far away, a girl surrounded by white stones sat on a stone in a daze.