It was late at night, and a bright moon hung high on the branches.
Gray-white deep fog spreads everywhere, wrapping everything around it. The tall and straight trees are like tall towers, and their vaguely visible tips are swaying in the wind.
Waves of low-pitched chirping of insects spread around, interpreting the silence of the forest.
Not far away, under a large tree several meters in diameter, two slightly heavy breathing sounds broke the silence.
With their exhausted bodies after running all day, Liu Xingchuan and Yang Zhijun finally couldn't resist their sleepiness and fell asleep deeply against a big tree.
In the haze, Liu Xingchuan saw a woman, a woman he thought about day and night.
The woman walked towards her slowly, very slowly. The distance that was originally less than two steps, at this moment, seemed to be mixed with the distance between heaven and earth, and could never be reached.
"Yun'er!" Liu Xingchuan called softly, very tenderly.
The woman seemed to have heard it, or maybe she didn't. Her walking speed was still so slow, and her soft face and warm smile were so close yet so far away.
At this time, the woman's slender fingers began to dance in the air, seemingly waving to Liu Xingchuan.
Liu Xingchuan saw the woman waving and smiled happily. He struggled with his tired body and tried to get up from the ground, but at this moment, his whole body suddenly became extremely heavy, as if he had merged with the earth.
, unable to move at all.
The woman waved to Liu Xingchuan again, and her slowly moving footsteps stopped with this wave.
Liu Xingchuan shouted, but did not make any sound. The word "Yun'er" suddenly got stuck in his throat at this moment.
Slowly, the woman waved her hands more and more frequently, and Liu Xingchuan's struggle became more and more intense, but only he knew the intensity - his body still couldn't move at all, no matter how hard he struggled.
He shouted twice more, but still no sound came out. A heavy feeling of depression quickly surged into his heart, and he felt a little anxious and a little scared.
The long and fruitless struggle had already made him sweat profusely. Big beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead and face, and his clothes were already soaked through.
At this time, a breeze blew, and the woman's figure swayed. Slowly, she began to become transparent.
Liu Xingchuan looked at the woman who was about to disappear, and the anxiety and fear from the depths of his heart became more and more intense. He felt that he would be able to break free from all the constraints soon, but he was just a little short of it, as if he was under the pressure from the entire Yimu Continent.
Put it all on yourself.
He exhausted all his strength and struggled to reach out his hand. He did it, and his trembling arm stretched out, and was about to reach the woman's face. At this moment, the woman's completely transparent body disappeared.
The world became extremely peaceful at this moment.
Liu Xingchuan was stunned, and then the fear from deep in his heart surged out quickly, and he couldn't control it.
The sweat flowed more and more. His body began to tremble, trembling violently.
At this moment, a man he had never seen before appeared. His long black hair was as sharp as a knife, revealing a slightly weathered face, his deep eyes, and a gray robe revealing a touch of mystery.
The man was smiling, and there was a slight disdain in his smile, a disdain for Liu Xingchuan.
"Who are you?" Liu Xingchuan tried his best to control himself and uttered a sentence tremblingly. This trembling also came from the depths of his soul and seemed to confirm his trembling body.
Liu Xingchuan was slightly surprised that he could suddenly make a sound, but it was immediately replaced by fear. He didn't know where this fear came from. It might come from deep in his heart, or it might come from the man.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what you are afraid of!" After Liu Xingchuan asked for a long time, the man finally spoke up. His voice revealed a slight coldness and an indescribable contempt.
The man's words "What matters is what you are afraid of" stunned Liu Xingchuan. Are you afraid? Why are you afraid? What are you afraid of?
"What are you afraid of?" Liu Xingchuan asked himself after a moment.
"What are you afraid of?" He asked himself again. Unconsciously, his hands began to move, slowly holding his head.
"What am I afraid of? What am I afraid of? No, I'm not afraid... not afraid!" Liu Xingchuan's mind began to be confused and his body trembled even more.
Slowly Liu Xingchuan's voice stopped and he began to cry.
"Those who don't know what they are afraid of will never know what they really want!" After a long pause, the man spoke again, still with a faint smile showing a little disdain.
Liu Xingchuan ignored the man, still holding his head and sobbing softly.
I don’t know how long this went on, but Liu Xingchuan suddenly raised his head and shouted, “I’m not afraid!”
After he finished shouting, he realized that the man in front of him had disappeared, as if he had never been there.