It was another dusk, and the sun set, and the orange-red light fell among the mountains and fields that looked like a fairyland, warm and not dazzling.
Two little ghosts snuggled together.
The little kid's voice is no longer the little ball-like appearance before. Under the nourishment of the ghost's power, she barely returned to her previous appearance, but accordingly, the little kid has become very weak.
Two soul bodies appear and disappear in the sunset.
"If we could still smell it, the air now should smell very nice, not dry at all, but slightly moist, not just breathing, but just feeling comfortable in it."
His speaking speed has slowed down significantly compared to before, probably due to the weakening of the ghost's power.
The little kid didn't respond for a long time. He turned his head and looked at it, and became nervous in an instant.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"Can you hear me?!"
The little devil yawned in resentment, "I used to think of me. Noisy, you're very noisy now..."
Her voice has also changed compared to before, no longer full of vitality, but like wilted flowers, without vitality.
She saw the expression of the person in front of her sleepy eyes, and was shocked. "You are crying, aren't you... Don't cry? I'll have nothing to cry for a while..." She mumbled but saw that the ghost in front of her really restrained his sadness.
The opening of the mouth was a hard response that was incompatible with the handsome appearance, "You know that with your current situation, you may never wake up again when you fall asleep."
The little kid lowered guiltily. Head, "But you always have to sleep when you are sleepy..."
The calm little ghost raised his voice and emphasized, "We ghosts don't need to sleep, only people need to sleep."
"All ghosts in the mountains, only you will sleep when you are sleepy. You'd better get rid of this bad habit now. I I'm really afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" The little boy opened his big eyes looking for knowledge.
The calm little ghost turned his head and turned his back to her, and said softly, "...I'm afraid you will never wake up again..."
After quieting around for a long time, the little ghost laughed: "But it will happen this day, don't be sad..."
Listening to her coquettish words, the calm little ghost felt even more sad. After a change of tone, he mentioned what happened some time ago.
"Why did you help that little black? It's impossible that you'd like him after picking up fruits a few times?"
"What do you like or not, you're talking about it?"
" What?” The little kid was obviously frightened by these words.
"If I remember correctly, I should have been very young when I died? Otherwise, I wouldn't have been floating in the mountains for several years and still had a childlike voice."
"Yes . "The calm little ghost stretched out his transparent fingers to point the little ghost's forehead, "You are just a little carrot."
The little kid waved his hand to resist and said angrily: "Anyway, I don't like it!"
"What is that?"
The little kid was silent for a long time, "Maybe it is because..."
The little kid was silent for a long time, "Maybe it is because..." >
"He is different from us, he still has infinite possibilities."
The calm little guy couldn't speak for a while after hearing this.
The little kid said softly: "We are destined to dissipate. No matter what method we use to extend the time of existence, we cannot change this, but people are different."
"Even if we are in a desperate situation," People, those who will die, can always do many things, unlike us who can only do nothing. "
"Like you said, you can smell the dampness and comfort of human beings The air can touch the soft fur of animals, and the warm and bright sunlight shines on the body. How happy it is to be a human being... Even though I have been dead for so long, I can still imagine how happy it is. …”
“If you become a ghost, you can’t feel it. If there is really a god in the world, then as ghosts, we must be children abandoned by God.”
” Black..." The little kid said softly: "He still has many possibilities. He will definitely live a better life in the future than he is now."
"I gave him my strength, and I always felt..." She looked at the increasingly bright and red sunset in the sky, "When I no longer exist and the sunlight shines on him, it is the same It will shine on me." "I will definitely feel the warmth at that time..."
The calm little ghost turned his head and wiped away his tears, "Idiot...you forgot Xiao Hei himself He said that he doesn't like the sun at all. He is different from you. He hates the feeling of being exposed to the sun."
The little kid smiled happily when he heard this, "But this is the beauty of people living in the world. "
"I like the sun very much, Xiao Hei doesn't like the sun, but the sun shines on us equally."
She calmly said in a tender voice: "There are almost no equal things in this world. People have high and low status, and animals are divided into different levels."
"Even in Xuanmen, the world is envied by Qing, which is enviable. The place of cultivation will also produce layers of malice. "
"But in such a world that cannot be described as equality..."
At this moment, the smile on the face of the childish ghost It is far more moving than the sunset in the sky.
"I can still enjoy the feeling of the sun shining on my body, smell the fragrance of flowers and grass, and feel the slightly moist air with water vapor. This is what I feel very happy and very happy It's all."
The calm little ghost's nose felt sore and he could no longer stop crying.
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The little ghost also had tears in her eyes, and she didn't know the reason.
"…I tell you that these things are about to make you feel happy like me, but why do you feel sad..."
The calm little ghost was covered in tears on his face, and he slowly turned around and looked at the little ghost.
"...I'm not crying for me..."
"I'm crying for you."
The little boy was stunned, and the calm little boy hugged her in his arms. inside.
The two souls hugged each other tightly.
"...A idiot who is as easy as you can satisfy... Why do you think about committing suicide? How painful does it hurt when the knife cuts the skin? Did you not like the sun at that time..."
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The sun sets, a dry grave is filled with weeds, and the dry and yellow color is almost integrated with the dim sunlight.
The little girl looked at the woman standing in front of the grave with her big eyes open.
"Mom, why do you have to come here many roads every year? Are you the ones you know here?"
The woman did not answer immediately, but raised her originally lowered head and slowly looked into the sky.
The sun is about to set again, and the time she likes is about to pass again.
She gets it next year earlier than this year, so that she can spend more time with her.
When the woman thought about this, her expression on her face became much softer. She turned around and squatted to the little girl and said softly. "Yes, the little mudbag lives in the person my mother knows. She is like you, Nannan, and is a very cute and cute little friend."
"Nannan likes her mother the most. If this kid is like Nannan, why don't she accompany her mother like Nannan?"
The woman chuckled when she heard this, her eyes full of sadness.
"Because this kid has someone he likes more."
The tender child voice: "So that's the case, then what does she like?"
"She likes The sun..." The woman gently led the girl's gaze to the sky, "and the person who was like the sun in her eyes—"
"Her brother." (The end of this chapter)