After I said goodbye to Kurosawa Hikaru, I thought on the road that if Li Ke, who is 710 kilometers away, does not exist, then I also do not exist.
So until I pass by again, I will no longer look back. How can I let you meet me at my most beautiful moment? You and I, who are different from each other in the world, wander with tolerance. Those who come get closer. About this singer and my encounter
The words I said, just like those short and confused, suddenly stopped. Gradually become shallow. Like the dimness of the sun in the dark night. Maybe I will tell myself that it is not forgetting. The heavy and heavy suddenly comes alone, or even stays in the end.
There was not much in the past. Inseparable and vague. So, she appeared again, still dressed in white.
Li Dai and I are bearing the heaviness of our prime years. Or maybe we are growing old in our own worlds. It doesn't matter who leaves first. Over and over again, the rest of our thoughts are still unfinished, and all the rest is in vain, until we understand. Silence. Winning thin. She
Her eyebrows and eyes, the curve of her lips, or Xihe's face. Although that is her entire spirit and character. I found that they are falsely beautiful, like pale peach blossoms. I saw them bloom in an instant and then fade away. Unchanged.
The posture was actually falling into pieces. I seemed to hear the soul of my world shattering into heavy, single, and cold pieces, broken again and again.
That night, I drank two bottles of "Fireworks" on the roof of the tin house. I felt my body was dancing, and my perception was very blurry. The Black Bone Realm suddenly started to vibrate violently. It was dark everywhere, and occasionally there were nebula-like objects passing by.
The zero flames of the music flowed through and jumped on the rugged mountain. The eyes were full of greenery and the gorgeous trees were like lines.
"Have you felt the beauty of the piano sound?" He said: "I didn't do anything. You know, this is the dream of Shengli." I saw their silver hair drawing a beautiful arc in the distance with the wind. Back to
The hut. I suddenly saw that the door was ajar again. I pushed it open, not wanting to see the body that had turned to ashes. Just like when I returned countless times, my skin turned pale even in the little light.
See you again:
"The lost contract in the darkness..." The black-cloaked swordsman stretched out his five fingers and covered the dim universe in front of him, "My dear Father God." "I have helped you find the person you want!!" However, his three-dimensional
The image gradually disappeared until it became thin into air.
"I know." The blue-eyed girl said to them, "But I really want to be with you. There are only seventy-seven days left..." She smiled again, "But I don't regret it."
She said: "The companions I found didn't even leave any traces of their spirits." "Their spirits can only be disillusioned three times." "When I was in the human world, I accidentally discovered them floating in the sky, giving off a faint light.
Sad, I followed him silently until I saw a figure in the distance." The swordsman's eyes instantly turned bright white and burning, "May Father God forgive our sins." "The fragments of the soul in the abyss, I don't know this.
How the soul collapsed, but they belong to this world and are very beautiful." I saw him grabbing the two almost collapsed souls, holding them in his arms, and whispered to them: "Repent." "What have we done?
ah?!!"
At this time, dark shadows gradually enveloped us: the will of steel and the light ocher flames were entangled together. They became increasingly rare and thin. Some kind of terrifying object was growing inside. The skin transformed by the holy power had cracked.
It formed into pieces. Blood flowed from the gaps. There was some strong and fierce emotion in the black eyes. It didn't see him, he covered its eyes. It couldn't hear him, and the violent noise around it was too loud. It also smelled
Without his scent, the strong smell of divinity has spread throughout the space. So it remembers him...
At this time, a hoarse voice emerged from the dark night:
("Although you have become humans, sometimes I am still jealous of you.") ("Hundreds of years before Krishna raised the flag of rebellion in the northern border of heaven. When she fell, she once asked him to leave together.")
("But he rejected us...") ("Can you make a contract with me?") ("Xiao Ye!")
("Of course." "I know you haven't woken up yet.")
("If one day I collapse, please protect Krishna on my behalf!")
("Please protect... her!!!") ("Be all yours!")
I suddenly felt that when I was going to become a waste of this world, why would I forget for a moment that my soul, as weak as a shadow, was entangled in anti-black resentment. It was heavy and dark. It was a little dim, but for the blue flame. Under the weak light of the flame.
, you can vaguely see the plane of the sea of consciousness, and there is a figure. This person is wearing a very large black robe, covering his whole body, only half of his face is exposed, making it difficult to see clearly that he is facing the stone wall.
I don't know what I'm thinking. At this time, I felt the faint breath emanating from the pores of my body. It was obvious that my skin had lost its touch, but I could feel the man in black slowly floating out of thin air with a single finger of light purple light.
, instantly emerged from behind me like a faint soul circle.
I found that my spiritual world was no different from the current world, except that there was no land in that world, only countless shining stars floating in the sky. The breaths were generated and were absorbed by the transparent will.
.Cyan spread rapidly inside, and soon, the sphere was occupied by cyan. Light blue flames came out of the blood and circled quickly around the sphere. Although the trajectories were different, they intersected at the same point.
They separated each other and illuminated the entire inner spiritual world. I was floating in the hexagon of the turbulent void. At this time, it seemed that my original soul imprint was disappearing. I couldn't help but think: "Krishna?" "Girl?" "Father God?"
"But who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?" "I think we will still be crying and weeping like we will never do it forever!"