I received a bounce from a non-existent player

Maybe I should concentrate on the set of books at this time, but there was a subtle feeling in his voice that I couldn't describe, which made me put my hand on his palm.

It was so warm that my heart trembled.

Jiang Heng took a light breath: "Why is your hand so cold? Put the other hand in your pocket."

I didn't think about the question of ice or not ice, which once made me fall into the abyss, but just did as he said.When I put my left hand in my pocket, I touched something that felt strange to the touch.

I was slightly taken aback.This delicate and soft touch is so unique, even if I have only touched it once, it is not familiar at all, but I still understand what it is.

This is the book in the Illusionary Tomb, "Desperate Vengeance".

A strange feeling spread in my heart.I pursed my lips, but I still didn't take out the book, I just curled up my five fingers and put it next to the book.

Wind Rider's tomb is located on a small hill, some distance away from the top of the hill.Jiang Heng led me up, the long grass swept across the clothes and pants, rustling non-stop.

The weather is cool and just right.I closed my eyes, and suddenly hoped that this road would never end.

Not long after, the force pulling me stopped.

I opened my eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes, a long gust of wind whizzed across the hills, blowing the grass all over the hills and rustling.Broken grass was blowing in the wind, and a cool, fishy smell of water came to the face.I squinted my eyes, but was stunned by the scene in front of me.

Behind the hills is the gushing twilight, the sky is as bright as blood, and the water surface is also faintly folded in a wine-red halo, the afterglow falls like broken gold, the rays of the sun flow down, and the light and shadow are indistinct.

I was dumbfounded.

It is the sea.

It's the sea.

Jiang Heng paused on the top of the hill and then continued to walk down. Seeing that he was holding me still, he looked back at me who was in a daze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"...the sea." I murmured, and I didn't know if it was blown by the wind or what, and I couldn't control my tears.

With his back to Xiaguang, he smiled at me:

"Let's go to see the sea."

I stared blankly at him, and then smiled after a long time. I didn't know how I was feeling, I only knew that my eyes were so sour, and the red clouds in the sky were also very blurred;

The slope of the hill was a bit steep, I staggered all the way down the slope, Jiang Heng turned around for the first three steps, and gave me a hand from time to time.

There are two roads running across the hill, extending to the silhouette of the city that is gradually lit up on the horizon.The asphalt should have been newly installed not long ago, and it can be seen that it is reflecting the purple sky.There is no car on the road, it is clear and cold.

The edge of the road is the beach.

The city is not too big, and the temperature has dropped so badly lately that despite the magnificent sunset, there was no one else on the beach except us.

I bowed my head and smiled.Only people like us who are abnormal in all aspects will come to see the sea at this time.

When I stepped on the soft sand, I trembled.

I think of that day many years ago.It was one night, and it was raining heavily outside the window. The rain kept beating against the window glass, and it rang together with the blurred human voice on the TV.I was alone on the sofa watching the old TV, with my arms around my knees, my chin resting on my lap, and the other hand stretched forward holding the TV remote control.

No one came home that night, no one cared about me.With the sound of rain, I watched TV all night.

Then, no one ever came home.

Later, I stayed at my uncle's house.With red eyes, he kept saying to me: "Wanwan, the road is too slippery when it rains...too slippery."

Looking at the sea in front of me, my heart twitched, and I subconsciously clenched Jiang Heng's hand.

I remembered the feeling of drowning.In my memory, I allowed myself to sink into the dark sea, and I could vaguely see the vicinity with insufficient light, and I heard the sound of my heartbeat fading away.

Just this one glance made me want to quit.

I resisted the discomfort and walked a few steps towards the beach with him, finally stopped and said in a low voice, "I don't want to go."

He turned to look at me: "Why?"

I shook my head indiscriminately: "I don't want to go...you know about my parents." I choked up as I spoke, "I haven't watched TV since then, every time I see the sea, I hear... …hear……"

"...It's not too late. You told me that you liked going to the beach when you were young. Uncles and aunts definitely don't want to because..."

I shook my head with red eyes.Of course I understand these reasons, but the voices of struggling on the verge of suffocation in my ears will never fade away because of these two reasons.

"You have experienced all kinds of monsters and ghosts, so you can no longer be afraid of the sea."

"It's different...it's not the same..."

He finally sighed, his voice low as if he was just talking to himself: "It's not too late, people can't live in the past."

As soon as I heard it, my eyes widened with tears: "You are not me, it's easy for you to say!"

After I finished speaking, I pursed my lips and looked away.He looked at me with slightly lowered eyes, neither joy nor anger could be seen in his eyes.

In the end, he didn't speak, but slowly let go of me, and walked towards the sea.

I didn't expect him to be ruthless, and I regretted it all at once, wondering if what I said just now was too harsh, my face was still expressionless, and the corners of my sleeves had been pinched into dried pickles.

Am I living in the past?

The wind brushed my face with the fishy smell of the sea.I think of some of the fears that haunt me and keep me up at night, whether it's the darkness trying to trap me, or the old TV that's been on all night, blaring like a ghost...

Actually...he was right.

Before the ghost net [-] incident started, I still laughed at the idea of ​​"the spirit in the sky", but now that I think about it, if my parents really existed in some form, they probably wouldn't want to see me like this.

I secretly glanced at Jiang Heng.

He is standing in shallow water.The setting sun stretched his shadow very long.

There was a burst of sound.The sand under my feet became a pair of hands, constantly pulling me into the sea of ​​sand.I vaguely heard my mother's crying, the sound was piercingly piercing, and then there was the piercing and mixed sound of snowflakes from the TV.

I struggled on the spot for a while, and finally swallowed, and closed my eyes with my neck closed. If I was afraid of seeing anything, I might as well not look at it. Trying to calm myself down, I took a sneaky step in the direction of Jiang Heng.

Every step I took, I thought about a lot of things, including how I cried out of breath in front of their grave, and then moved forward, to the beginning of my memory, holding an index finger of my parents with my left and right hands, moving forward When wobbling and learning to walk.

A cool sea breeze passed through my fingers.

I opened my eyes and found that I had stood behind Jiang Heng at some point.The sunset was so red that it hurt my eyes.

He is right.

I don’t know if it’s because the sky is too soft or the evening wind is too clear. I stood there in a daze, and suddenly felt a stone that had been hanging in my heart for a long time fell into the sea, causing ripples, which gradually disappeared, leaving a bay of clear water. Not as dangerous as I remembered.

The sound of the rain that night faded away.The surface of the sea shone with quiet and delicate light in the setting sun.

I closed my eyes and let out a long breath.

Just when I stretched out my hand to hold Jiang Heng, a wave came suddenly and wrapped my ankle in it.I was so frightened by the sudden icy sea water that I almost fell into the water, but fortunately, Jiang Heng's sharp eyes and hands quickly caught me.

I gasped in shock and looked up at him, only to find that the old man who was so angry that he was about to leave just now was smiling happily, so I couldn't help but asked in a daze, "What are you laughing at?"

Seeing that his smile became more playful, I immediately felt like a thunderbolt: I almost forgot, this bastard's acting skills are so good that it is outrageous.

I looked at the smiling face in front of me in disbelief, never expecting to be swayed like this, and thought about the stupid look I had just moved over while feeling guilty, and suddenly gritted my teeth with hatred: "Okay, you with the surname Jiang actually How dare you lie to me..."

"I didn't say anything, so I lied to you." He replied innocently, "It's called the wisher's bait."

As soon as I heard that this man was reasonable, before I had time to make a fuss, a coldness came over my feet again, and I quickly grabbed his clothes and rubbed against him: "Why did you suddenly force me into the water? It's not like you don't know... "

"I know." He gently held my shoulder, "Isn't this very brave."

I sighed, looked down at the short boots soaked in the water, and complained: "Look, my shoes are soaked."

"Mine too." He pretended to imitate me and sighed, then took my hand, "It's all like this anyway, why not be more thorough."

I was stunned for a moment, watching him take a step along the wave line, and whispered in distaste: "How childish..."

"Come or not?" He turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.

I laughed.

"Come here."