Vikas? He's ......

"That's my biological father's name. ”

Ai Yan looked at Xue Li apologetically, "That ......"

"You don't need to apologize. Shirley interrupted Ai Yan's words and shook her head, "I didn't say this to gain sympathy, I don't need sympathy, and I don't want to see it...... I know, Dad is already dead, isn't he? The cross is engraved with his name, and it's obvious that I know ......."

“...... I don't know what to say to you, because I know that nothing I say can change the fact that your father died, but I understand this feeling, the grief and despair that seems to have lost everything, even if it is an unrealistic fantasy, is a lifesaver for the soul at that time, and I want to grasp it firmly. Ai Yan's voice was very calm, as if he was telling an ordinary story, "But life still has to go on, isn't it? The dead people leave behind our memories of them, which is the proof that they have come to this world, even if everyone except ourselves forgets them, at least we still remember them."

"We already carry more than we in our lives, and we should not be selfish to think that the world has abandoned us, because in fact, it is only we who have abandoned this world. ”

Xue Li was obviously stunned for a long time, tilted her forehead slightly, and looked at Ai Yan, "You have also lost a very important person, right?"

"Well, I lost it, but I got it back. ”

"Got it back?" Shirley didn't quite understand. Is it being replaced by a new person?

"Sort of...... I don't know myself—" Ai Yan smiled bitterly, "but I believe that one day, we will still meet, at a wonderful corner...... I'm sure you can too. ”

“...... Can I meet them again?" Shirley's slender fingers retracted uneasily, "Can I really do it?"

Seeing that the originally confident and proud girl suddenly turned into a wounded kitten, somehow, Ai Yan wanted to touch her head, and he did so, "As long as you sincerely pray, the world will definitely return to us, as long as you have kindness and protection, and this belief, one day, kindness will definitely patronize your world." ”

Xueli, whose face was red, looked at Ai Yan in a trance, "That, Ai Yan......"

"What's wrong?" Ai Yan wondered.

"I ...... Actually, I ......"

"Squeak-squeak-"

An abrupt sound of claws grabbing wood interrupted Shirley's words, and when Shirley heard the voice, her originally crimson face gradually turned pale, and she forgot everything she wanted to say.

"That's it...... It's the voice! it appeared, it appeared, and ......" Shirley's voice was visibly vibrato.

Ai Yan grabbed Xueli's hand and held it tightly in the palm of her hand, "With me, don't be afraid, I will protect you." ”

He could clearly feel the trembling of Shirley's body, and he could feel her fear, like a person drowning in the deserted countryside, helpless and desperate.

Shirley hugged Ai Yan's arm violently, and the two soft balls instantly clung to it.

It's so soft, it's so big......

Ai Yan bit her tongue. Damn, when are you still thinking about this!

The sound was faint, but it was incomparably clear in the deep, empty cavern.

"Who are you? If you have the guts, don't pretend to be a ghost in the dark, let's do it openly!" Ai Yan shouted around, "Did you hear that?"

"Squeak-squeak-squeak-"

The sound is undisturbed and still rings regularly.

As a good young man with nine years of compulsory education, Ai Yu is an atheist, he does not believe that any ghosts are at work, and all the truth is often artificial.

The kerosene burned out, and the flame grew weaker and weaker, until at last the flame was extinguished by an unsteady beat. Endless darkness struck in an instant, like a monstrous beast, swallowing them alive in one bite.

Ai Yan took out the "bee eye" and turned on the flashlight function.

"No!" Xue Li on the side suddenly shouted in panic, "You can't use strong light here......"

But it was obviously too late, Ai Yan held the lit "bee eye", and under the light of the strong flashlight, he saw the pitch-black cross standing not far away, which was mixed with crimson spots. It was as if some liquid was flowing on it, and a large piece of water was infested under the cross.

"Why can't you use it?" Ai Yan asked, puzzled.

Shirley's emotions gradually subsided at Ai Yan's side, and she looked at the place illuminated by the light of the flashlight, "I don't know very well, but this is what Uncle Summit told me, and he told me to remember." I think there must be some reason for this, so I always remember that I just subconsciously shouted it out. ”

"If you don't know, there's no way around it, but I still want to see what happens." Wouldn't it be a pity to give up inexplicably since you've come here?"

Ai Yan pulled Shirley forward a few steps, and a foul smell and the smell of blood rushed towards her.

"This is—" Ai Yan and Shirley both covered their noses, "Are these things on the cross all blood?"

But who did it? Could it be that these crosses were wrapped in sun-dried blood clots?

It's scary to think about.