How lonely is it that makes you refuse to be approached by anyone?
Shen Qingqing didn't know what Wen Xiao was thinking. She just felt that it was very cold here, from the inside out. It was so cold that her lips trembled and she couldn't help but tremble.
There was a huge ravine in front of her, and she couldn't cross it. She could only raise her head and stand quietly with Wen Xiao. She didn't know why she did this, but she vaguely felt that Wen Xiao was looking at her.
I don't know how long time has passed, or there is no concept of time here. Shen Qingqing only felt that her brain was dizzy, which was a sign of mental overdraft. She reluctantly cheered up, gritted her teeth and persisted, but found that her body had been covered by a layer of Shrouded in frost.
She wanted to move, but her body seemed to be refusing to obey her orders.
The next second, her vision went dark, and she plunged into the abyss with no bottom.
The strong wind passed through her ears, and Shen quietly heard the cry of the baby, the playful laughter of the child, the suppressed crying, the clear slap, the vicious curse, and countless whips. The sound of waving.
Some people were clenching their teeth, and some were full of despair. She saw countless faces, and finally the scene slowly became fixed.
"Wen Xiao."
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not connected unless you go deep into his sea of consciousness and establish a connection with his spirit. You can empathize with him and experience this absurd and tragic life.
Her heart felt like it was being held tightly in someone's hand, throbbing in pain. Shen quietly touched his face unconsciously, only to find that it was full of tears!
No, we can't continue like this!
She came to rescue Wen Xiao, not to be negatively influenced by Wen Xiao.
She must tell Wen Xiao that everything can be changed, the past is over, and the days ahead are still long.
It was at this moment that green vines suddenly grew out of the abyss. They were full of vitality and were as powerful as breaking bamboo.
The soft vines carried Shen Qiao's body out of the pitch-black abyss. When she returned to the bare hillside, Wen Xiao's empty eyes finally stagnated for a moment.
Shen quietly sat on the vine and cautiously came to Wen Xiao.
She seemed to be riding on the wind, carrying the light of life, reaching out to the man in hell.
"Wen Xiao." She called out, her tone serious and gentle, "I have heard a saying before, the world kisses me with pain, but I respond with songs. No matter what the world in front of me is like, there is always a reason. Let you support me until now."
"Someone bloomed a flower in my world before. Now, I give the flower to you, hoping that your world can also be colorful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen quietly turned over and jumped down from the vine, then put his hands on this barren land, exhausted all his mental energy, and in Wen Xiao's sea of consciousness, small wild flowers bloomed all over the mountains and plains.
At first, there was just a green carpet here.
The black and yellow world suddenly became vibrant. Then, flower buds emerged from the greenery, followed by red, purple, yellow, white, and countless small flowers vying to emerge from the grass. Come forward.
The tender green buds exude a faint fragrance, and even the cold wind suddenly becomes gentle.
When those flowers took root in the soil, the gentle eyes gradually regained their sparkle.
His eyes were very surprised, as if he had never seen this world before, looking around. Finally, his eyes fell on Shen Qingqing, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise.
"Will you blame me?" Wen Xiao looked at her and suddenly spoke.
This is the first thing Wen Xiao has said in a long time.
Shen quietly raised her head in disbelief. She even rubbed her ears cutely, only then did she realize that Wen Xiao had actually spoken.
"Are you okay?" Shen asked quietly.
Has he regained his sanity, or has he found his destination from a lost world?
Wen Xiao didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, making his originally cold and gentle face suddenly soften.
The two slowly stood together, and Shen quietly reached out her hand and pulled him to sit on the soft grass.
They looked up at the sky, which was empty and there was nothing there. Shen Qingqing simply stretched out his hand, as if drawing a picture, and painted: "There should be a cloud there, like cotton candy."
"There should also be a few floating flowers there, well... it would be better to have a few birds flying in the vast sky."
"Also, there should be a lake at the bottom of that hillside. Let's have another rainbow. It feels so healing every time I see it."
Shen Qiao said excitedly while pointing.
Every time she spoke, the picture she described would appear in front of her eyes. This was Wen Xiao's sea of consciousness, and he was the creator of this world. Shen Qingqing just wanted a few pandas to roll on the grass, and he could do it too. Get a few out.
As for whether this world has really been healed, perhaps only Wen Xiao himself knows.
"Wen Xiao, thank you." Shen Qiao put his hands behind his back and leaned back, bathing in the sunshine.
"Why do you want to thank me?" Wen Xiao looked at her with soft eyes, "Don't you hate me completely?"
"Then what's going on?" Shen quietly glared at him, "You're using me to plot against Jiang Zhixian... Forget it, you don't want to hear this, let's talk about something else."
"What do you want to talk about?"
"Talk about what you want to talk about." Shen quietly shook his feet, "In these years, no one should have heard what you want to say in your heart. Just treat it as a secret. I will keep this period of mental power in your consciousness. The sea, it doesn't matter if it turns into a tree or a small animal, anyway, after I leave, this secret will disappear. Just tell me!"
She said it didn't matter, but Wen Xiao could still hear her understanding and the comfort hidden deep in her heart.
"Really, will you forget anything you say?" Wen Xiao stretched out his hand, touched her long hair hanging on the grass, and laughed.
Shen Qingqiu immediately looked at the past, "Of course, I will keep this mental power. If you get lost again in the future, you can come to me."
In this way, he will no longer be alone in the future.
"Quietly, you know, you are like a beam of light." Wen Xiao's eyebrows were curved, and his handsome wolf tail was lazily scattered on his shoulders. "Those pictures you saw did give me a headache, but they don't matter. important."
"Yeah?"
"Anyway, I've caught what I want."
For some reason, when Shen Qiao heard Wen Xiao's words, she felt like she was being stared at by a beast.
However, this feeling only lasted for a moment. The next second, the Wen Xiao in front of him turned into a lazy and harmless big boy, just like the brother next door when he was a child.
He stretched out his big hand and rubbed Shen Qingqi's hair, "You must be exhausted. Don't worry about me. Go back."