The water light dipped into the corners of her eyes little by little, turning into strands of coldness, freezing her breath, spreading her long hair, spreading the hem of her skirt, and slowly sinking.
The world has finally returned to peace.
Just indulge in it like this There is no hustle and bustle, no morning and evening, and no confusion of right and wrong that disturbs the heart.
She seemed to see a familiar face approaching her.
Gradually clear, gradually bright.
She saw Jing Mohao.
Is he leaving this world soon?
She smiled, bright but full of sadness.
She was finally leaving this world peacefully, and could finally see her Jing Mohao without any distractions.
She slowly stretched out her fingers and tried to touch his cheek, but she scratched in the water and failed.
The man reached out and took her outstretched finger, placed it on his cheek, and stared at her lovingly.
Luo Xi opened his mouth, and bubbles overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Jing Mohao, I'm sorry, I have to leave first."
The voice was slightly ethereal and extremely weak.
"I'm here, where are you going?"
Unexpectedly, the man would reply, and his voice would be rich and sonorous.
Luo Xi was slightly startled, and her thoughts returned a little.
The surrounding light gradually became brighter, and Luo Xi found that he was not sinking at this moment, but rising.
Luo Xi reached out and grabbed the man's collar tightly.
What she fears most at the moment is not death, but miserable torture.
But she had no control and could only let the world do whatever it wanted to her.
The body is still rising, the tide gradually recedes, and the light returns to the eyes.
Bright light shines in from the high window frame.
With your back to the light, the familiar back figure is reflected in your slightly awake eyes.
"Jing Mohao's" voice was a little dry, which showed that he hadn't spoken or drank water for a long time.
There was unconcealable guilt in Jing Mohao's eyes, he tightened his arms slightly, held the woman firmly in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I'm late."
Luo Xi was stunned, shook his head, curled his mouth, and said nothing.
His body felt a little weak, and layers of cold sweat were still oozing out from his body.
Jing Mohao picked her up distressedly, "Are you okay?
Let's go home now."
Luo Xi's face was still very pale, her fingers tightly clasped the man's collar, and she stared at him closely.
Jing Mohao stood up holding her in his arms, and only then did Luo Xi see two people standing behind him, Lu Cheng and Ling Feng, and subconsciously tensed up.
Jing Mohao noticed her sensitivity, put his lips against her cold forehead, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Luo Xi held him tighter and kept muttering, "Go quickly, go quickly" Jing Mohao glanced at the two people behind him.
He didn't know where her sudden alertness came from, but he still responded with "Okay".
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the door, kicked open the tall iron door, and walked out.
Luo Xi walked out of the gate, looked over the man's shoulder, and realized that where he was was a tall copper-green iron tower, with copper and iron walls that reached into the sky, and the top was not visible.
Have you always been in this tower?
Why do I experience weird illusions again and again?
Is it all because of this tower?
If everything I saw before was an illusion, what about this moment?
Is this moment a fantasy or real?
Is the Jing Mohao she sees now the real him or the one she imagined: