I have been disappointed, I have despaired, and I have fantasized about hope.But how far away is hope, or whether there is no end to it, is like a long river of time, day after day, drifting into the unknown depths, never ending.However, does there really exist in an endless place, and it is rumored that the Hell Yellow Spring River is endless, and there is a flower that will never wither, called the Flower of the Other Side, and no one has ever been able to find it.But has anyone ever questioned whether the flower on the other side that can't be found really exists Lin Chu closed his eyes, the darkness drowned him, he was like a drowning person, slowly sinking towards the bottom of the water.There was no light, he couldn't feel the time, but he could feel himself sinking little by little.How deep will the water be, the bottom of the water is dark and deep as hell, as if there are a pair of invisible hands, pulling him, even if he desperately wants to struggle, it is impossible, but besides, he can't struggle at all.Those memories of the past are buried in the rings of the tree, like a glimpse of time, over and over again, repeated in the mind.What if you are unwilling, just like a prisoner, always accompanied by cold darkness, unwilling, it is too luxurious.It's over, it's all over.When Lin Chu thought about it, he seemed to see patches of snowflakes.When autumn turned to winter, he stood by a tree and watched the snowflakes flying all over the world, and then, the sound of firecrackers was like thunder, which woke him up, and then, he saw many people beating gongs and drums, and rejoicing.The horse was handsome, with strong limbs and shiny hair, and snorted, and then walked by him proudly with four hooves.The snowflakes splashed, wetting Lin Chu's clothes, and he didn't realize it, because he saw the person on the horse, and his whole body was cold.The man on the horse was very young and excited, dressed in a big red robe, and embroidered a flower on his chest, which looked very realistic, as if it were alive.The gongs and drums were beating all around, and the atmosphere was warm, but Lin Chu really had no time to appreciate it, the person on the horse was exactly the same as him.He didn't believe that there would be two identical flowers in this world, even if the woman named Ziyan subverted some of his views, but he only believed in the next life.As for the world, how could there be two identical people He wanted to ask clearly, so he took a mechanical step and stopped the horse and the man.But he was transparent, the whole world had forgotten about him, he could see those people, but those people could not see him.How could there be such a cold touch from his clothes wet by the snow and mud, he opened his mouth, and then roared with all his strength, but still no one could see him, and no one could hear his voice.Mu Ran sat on the ground, loneliness surging like a tide.When the whole world forgets you, when the whole world is left with you alone, that kind of loneliness, really eats away at the soul maybe, you are dead maybe, you are just in the soul state, so they can't see themselves Maybe this is really just maybe, he smiled bitterly, but he was helpless, and the snowflakes that fluttered quickly buried him.So much later, there was an ice sculpture here, a humanoid ice sculpture, that came to life.As for Lin Chu, he really couldn't remember how long he had been floating.He is like a ghost, when the wind blows gently, he will sway with the wind, drift with the waves, in this earthly world.He has seen many, many things, in the magnificent sea, in the steep canyons of the strange horses, in the beautiful ice fields, in the endless desert.He has been to too many places, in the world, he silently watched the joys, sorrows and sorrows of living beings, and also saw a scene of love and killing each other.However, why didn't he dissipate yet, he asked himself more than once whether such an existence was meaningful.I have also thought that it is better to die than to live, although this state is really not alive now, but at least, I can still see the world and have my own thoughts.We are all like grass seeds scattered in the wind, rootless and homeless, and if there is a harbor to shelter from the wind and rain, that place may be called home.Lin Chu suddenly felt that he was so homesick, but where was his home, his head hurt so much, and he always felt that there was something to remember, but he couldn't remember anything.He continued to float, wondering if one day, at some point, he would suddenly remember a little bit of his old memory.By the way, he's almost forgotten what his name is.It's a small town, he's been to a lot of places, he's seen a lot of big cities, he's been to some small border towns.The city was small but vibrant, and he wandered around with great interest to a dilapidated mansion.The walls of the mansion were scarred, weather-beaten, and the doors were crooked and cobwebs entangled.He was curious, and the breeze blew, and his body took advantage of the momentum to float into the mansion.Suddenly, his head hurt, he held his head, and felt as if his head was about to explode.Why is this so, the tables, chairs, walls and tiles of this mansion, why does it feel so familiar In a trance, he saw transparent people busy in the mansion, and those maids were elated, as if there was something happy in the mansion.They seemed to be saying something and barely drifted in a little, and when they heard those two words, they trembled as if they had been struck by lightning."
Today is a good day for Young Master Lin Chu to win the championship, the head of the family will hold a banquet, and those of us who are subordinates can also follow and go to the account room to get two taels of silver."
One of the maids said this, and the other also nodded, and took over the topic and chattered non-stop, and the two of them had smiles on their faces.Lin Chu didn't have time to listen to what they said later, there was a loud roar in his head, and then, a wave of memories came flooding in, and the intense pain invaded, and he looked up to the sky and roared, his voice hoarse."
My name is Lin Chu, and this is Lin Mansion."
He murmured, two lines of tears rolling down.He was like a ghost, constantly floating and drifting, but he didn't want to float home in the dark.Memories kept waking up, and if he realized something, it seemed to be in the clouds.He couldn't remember how long it had been, he really couldn't remember, this time, this time as a ghost, it was too long, too long, and now, he felt that his body was constantly shaking, as if there was a strong force pulling at him.This mansion is empty, how can there be anything like a maid, it is just a fragment of his own memory, the past has reappeared, awakened his consciousness, and opened a door for himself.With a sigh, he let the force pull him, and his body turned into a streamer of light and disappeared in place.At the same time, in the sword mound, Lin Chu, who was buried in the ground, opened his eyes."
Boy, you're awake," a voice sounded faintly, and he was so frightened that he got up from the sand and saw an old man, looking at him.t1706231537: