Chapter 2809 (Two Thousand Eight Hundred and Nine) Tables and Chairs
Leyu let go of his hands, and all the folded paper things he picked up before were scattered on the ground.
There were other things on the cabinet that the two of them folded together that day. Leyu picked up a paper table. At this moment, she felt that it was not for people to eat, write, or place things. It is a torture instrument, a guillotine, and the colors on it are all contaminated by blood.
Leyu let go again and the paper table fell to the ground.
She picked up the chair that Kun Zhongjue broke when they were together. She felt that if someone put both hands on the chair, a knife would fall.
"'歘!' One knife! Just that one knife! It was clean and neat, and it only took one knife to cut off both of her hands!"
Lian Boyuan's words describing to her how people from Shengrui Palace chopped off Kun Zhongjue's hands echoed in Leyu's ears.
She seemed to see a pair of hands on the chair made of paper, hands stained with blood, hands with blue nails... Those hands could no longer touch the sky, the earth, or the human heart...
As Leyu let go, the paper chair fell down and landed on the paper table on the ground.
Leyu lowered his head and took a look, feeling that some once interesting and lively things were piled together. They were said to be sacrifices, but they seemed too messy, as if they would be swept away by the broom. She looked at the things folded out of paper, as if looking at the lives of people in blue armor, many, many lives. Because they were blue-armored people, they would fall to the ground one after another inexplicably, and then be treated as scraps and garbage, trampled on and swept away. Then, some people burned the "garbage" with fire, and some swept the "garbage" directly into the ditch, as if their lives were meaningless, as if they came here just to be swept away.
There were still other folded paper items on the cabinet, but Leyu didn't take them or look at them anymore.
She walked to the bed and lay down blankly. She still felt that her heart was blocked, her whole body was still swollen, and she still felt like she might explode at some point.
She wanted to cry, wanted to cry loudly, but she couldn't cry. She wanted to sleep. She wanted to wake up and see a different world. However, she knew that even if she closed her eyes, she would not be able to fall asleep immediately.
She still lay on the bed and closed her eyes. There was still darkness in front of her, as if the black mask was endless.
Le Yu once said: "People can face the same encounter with different moods. Even if the things they have encountered are terrible, they can not let their mood become gloomy."
However, at this time, not only did she feel gray, but she seemed to be filled with gray everywhere she looked.
Leyu felt that she should think about those smiles. Maybe thinking about smiling faces would make her feel better. However, as soon as she thought of "smile", Lian Boyuan's smile appeared in her mind.
"Yes, she deserves it!"
"Hurry up and clean it up. This room must be clean from now on!"
These words were spoken by her grandfather to Tie Wandao with a smile.
The kindness I once felt from my grandfather's smile seemed to have disappeared on this day. Of course she wanted to get it back, but where to find it? She felt that time had many effects. Maybe a long time later, she would see kindness in her grandfather's smile again. However, even then, could she really forget his terrifying smile? If she hadn't forgotten it, would kindness become another kind of terror in her eyes?
(End of this chapter)