Dedicated to the "I don't know" Guan Pingchao Zone

——hualuo

It turns out that there is a season called winter in this world.

It turns out that my life is really short.

For example, morning dew.

It turns out that the purpose of my existence is to be a short-term emotion by human beings.

I'm a bug.

If there were no miracles, my life would have been three months in the eyes of humans. Although, in my memory, those three months are also divided into 100 years. Time is nothing but the inextricable shackles that living beings have done to their own lives. So, there will be a glance for ten thousand years. Yes, just define a moment of time as 10,000 years. So, I never felt that my life was short, short enough to be easily wasted as a human being—they wasted my entire life without even getting any reprimand. However, I don't dare, I want to live my own 100 years, even if it is just a snap of my fingers to others.

When the first autumn leaves bring cold temperatures, my body melts into the gloom, and I don't even have time to understand the meaning of the cold, and that feeling is death for me. If I hadn't met her, this would have been the way things should have got. However, I met. At that moment, hypothetical, if there is no point. Because, I survived. Because I finally came to know the crystal clear, pure, like her smile, the substance that brought me irresistible death was called ice.

Summer Worm Whispers Ice.

Yes. I'll never understand what that is. Many times, beauty itself is accompanied by destruction. I like the crystalline solidification, but I dare not touch it with the value of life. Perhaps, on the day I die, I will ask her to take me to see the ice. I don't know why, but things that didn't appear in fate made me fall in love so madly. I even want to die in that cold.

"Little worm, I don't have the ability of my brother to help you choose a name as nice as me, and I'll call you Yu Bing in the future, okay?" The little girl jumped with joy, "Yu Bing Worm, Yu Bing Worm, I will also help pick a name." ”

I twitched my lips, trying to smile like hers.

"You can't laugh yet," she quickly stopped me, "but with my brother it will be soon." Come on, little bug. ”

I know that she is not an ordinary girl, and the brother in his mouth is not an ordinary Taoist. Ordinary people's preaching will never give me the ability to break the fate of the summer worm. Yes, I have been listening to the little girl for more than a year, it has been five or six hundred years in my life, and it has been beyond my ability to calculate, and I have even cultivated a vague form for a long time, so long that the phrase "come on" will always echo in my ears. I like heat, but my body is cold. Am I going to die of my own body temperature one day? If so, it's ridiculously contradictory.

In the moonlight, the little girl sat quietly as usual. There were tears, hot and damp, dripping down on me, warm as the summer sun. However, I didn't want to see her cry, even though the tears were perfectly shaped and warm.

I opened my mouth, trying to regulate some of my uncontrolled muscles.

I want to make a sound.

I want to wipe away those tears.

Then, with his own life, those pearly liquids never appeared on her face again.

However, I can only make a "silky" sound. Something is shattering inside my body, and I still can't do anything? No, at least, I must at least be able to call her name, "Joan, Joan!" The body seemed to be torn, and it turned out that the price of speaking out was extremely painful.

"Ice worm, you, you can speak!" the little girl hugged me excitedly, and the pear blossom with the rain finally had a smile on her face.

"But," her warm hand caressed my body in need of heat, "little bug, do you know, Sister Xueyi is dead, my brother is so sad, and I am so sad!"

I don't want you to be sad, never. My energy had been exhausted by that shout, and I could no longer make a sound. But, my heart, you can hear it, right? You are a happy elf, and you should never come into contact with such a thing as sadness, okay?

She stood up, her eyes full of determination, "We're going to the South China Sea, looking for that wicked man, I must ask him well, why do you want to hurt my brother, I don't allow him to do this." ”

No matter where you are, even if it's a frost and snowfield, I'll be with you. I don't care about my life, I don't care if I understand it, I only care about your footprints, your happiness.

The war in the South China Sea is unusually fierce. It's a scene I never dreamed of. All kinds of magic weapons, all kinds of demons. And me, a little insect demon. Yes, in the course of the war, my body was finally fully formed, but there was no more voice. Happily, with her complete body, she can see her appearance more clearly than ever before. Her fights. His brother had defeated the oldest god of the South Seas, and the enemy was even more vulnerable to her. More often than not, I still choose to hover in the sea area where she fights. Watch her fly, like a shooting star, like snow.

Like a flowing fire.

No, it's not the fire.

It's the breath of death.

Love the heat though.

At that point, anything will be wiped out.

Including me.

Summer bugs.

That's a phoenix.

The legendary being actually appeared in front of me. As a summer worm, I'm a legend in my life anyway. Naturally, we worship the phoenix. For the fire, the heat, is the source of our race's life, our God.

The result of drawing close to God is destruction.

I suppressed the shiver in my lodging and wrapped myself around the little girl's calf, trying to pull her back into my camp.

However, she didn't see me, she didn't feel me, I'm just a little bug after all, am I?

She said: "It's so hot! But don't be afraid, brother, wait for Qiong Wei to fight with that big sister!"

However, when she rushed to the firelight, she still reached out to me, "Little bug, you go to my brother's side, it's so hot here." ”

Her hands were still warm, and I could only feel that warmth in the blazing heat.

But how can I go back? How can I put you at risk. Qiong Wei, you are so beautiful, so perfect without scars, so cute. How could I let you rush to that fire of destruction? I can't fulfill my wish to die in the ice. I burned all my mana, bringing my body closer to the other extreme that I had been afraid of. Yes, I'm frozen. I turned into ice. became his sworn enemy. I just want to have a slight gap in the fire, even if it is not noticeable.

I felt myself melt. I felt her rushing behind me. My last consciousness was the sorrow of the phoenix. Qiongwei, you did it, didn't you?

Only, goodbye. I still want to bury myself in the ice, but ......