Darkness swallowed everything.
Including the silhouette of a lone boat at sea.
Xiao Cheng was carried away by the storm and could see nothing in the endless void.
Only excruciating pain, bone-chilling pain, surrounded him as if a thousand arrows pierced his heart, causing his mind to tremble.
My soul felt as if it were being torn apart, ripped from this world, and I lost all consciousness in an instant.
Bai Lu, feeling the same way, still felt her heart throbbing, surrounded by suffocation, her consciousness already being drawn into the world, experiencing everything she had just gone through in the cycle of reincarnation.
The sky was dark and gloomy.
Dark clouds loom over the sea, and towering waves surge.
A thick fog rushed into a ship, carrying a tall, solitary, and resolute figure.
At the eye of the storm, a bright and radiant girl's smiling face appeared once again.
What remains persistent is the willingness to give up and continue the search.
No matter how Bai Lu recited it, she could not feel the closeness of Xiao Cheng's last soul.
The rain stopped.
"Lulu... I'll take you away."
He hugged his little princess.
Bai Lu was mindful of the weather, only noticing that it was slowly raining when thunder started to rumble inside.
You cry a lot.
Bai Lu: "..."
"What is he doing?" Bai Lu stared at Xiao Cheng, who had gone from being stunned to looking completely bewildered.
"bad."
But Bailu is very busy right now, asking Grandpa Hu about something very important. I'll wait for Xiao Ge to wake up before asking him for confirmation.
"Lulu... I'll take you away."
You could find it with your eyes closed.
My obsession is you; my soul wanders through countless worlds just to find you.
Immediately re-enter Acheng's dream world.
“He thought of it, he just squatted down for a while and he already had it.” Grandpa Hu pulled everyone’s wrists and walked away.
“There’s nothing here yet.” Xiao Cheng pointed to the trash can on the ground, which was filled with wet paper balls.
Losing him repeatedly.
Acheng opens his arms to you; you are in his eyes, you are his obsession, you are the only thing on his mind.
He pierced through it.
I forgot to explain the reincarnation scenario to Grandpa Hu.
Grandpa Hu glanced at the clear sky through the window, then looked away and nodded.
But it had no effect, and the world went through another cycle.
In order to better reflect natural phenomena, the sky, which was originally clear and sunny, suddenly became breezy.
Bai Lu understood.
In the third cycle, Bai Lu finally awoke from the grief of losing Xiao Cheng and stopped stubbornly standing in front of him, trying to stop him time and time again.
There was thunder, but no lightning.
"That's right, his brother slapped you in your sleep, and it hurt so much that you cried. It was so brutal!" You need to maintain your image.
Dark clouds loom over the city; a storm is brewing.
"Come on, Grandpa will take him to the restroom. Grandpa will personally guide him, guide him..."
"He was following Zhu Zhuang's world, but he was also deliberately trying to find my soul."
He pressed further, getting straight to the point: "You know about Xiao Wei's reincarnation... Yes, you know in which world Xiao Wei's obsession began, and you can even sense Xiao Wei's soul. How can you get my soul back to its rightful place?"
"Is it Xiao Wei's soul that has fallen into an illusion, or are you the one who has fallen into an illusion?"
No soul flew back to its place in the destiny chart.
"Lulu...take me away."
When Bai Lu returned to the sea where the storm had gathered, A-Cheng had already traveled through many worlds and his soul had disappointed me many times.
Bai Lu had a bad feeling, but she dared to think deeply: "What...does it mean?"
Grandpa Hu sighed and explained, "Xiao Wei's obsession after his death was to find him. His soul was so deeply attached before he died that it kept wandering in the small world at the same point in time."
Show your most genuine smile.
"The memories Xiao Wei is experiencing now are either reincarnation or they didn't actually happen."
Covering that glamorous, dark smile.
"Xiao Wei's soul is outside."
"Lulu...take me away."
This was Xiao Cheng's first time visiting my brother's hospital room, and I had no idea where the restroom was.
"The same scene, repeated countless times, all to find him..."
But this time, the incantation that could usually return the soul to its place with a single thought failed.
The tissues were almost dripping wet.
It fell to the ground, penetrating the entire balcony.
Having a plan, Bai Lu could only leave A-Cheng's dream world first and return to reality to ask Grandpa Hu.
It was as if it were a warning.
“Xiao Wei’s memories are in the cycle of reincarnation, but you feel that it is my soul. Even if you chant the incantation, you can’t return to your place. What should we do, Grandpa?” Bai Lu’s heart was burning with anxiety.
Bai Lu looked at the wet clump under Da Bai's hand, somewhat surprised: "So slight?"
Grandpa Hu nodded, his tone full of pride: "Of course I know, my soul is dead or..."
Instead, it manifests its form through thought, appearing in the eye of the raging storm.
Grandpa Hu paused in stroking his beard, glanced at the clear blue sky outside the window—where no lightning had yet streaked across the sky—and knew he had to swallow his words.
"How can you feel this? No matter how much effort you put in, you can feel it." Bai Lu said, annoyed.
When the storm comes, Bailu is stopping Acheng again, calling me to turn back and look at you one last time.
Acheng is once again caught in a storm of death.
And, a large hand standing frozen behind the face.
Zhu Zhuanghong wisely kept quiet.
Bai Lu repeatedly chanted the incantation, and it was effective no matter how many times, as if A-Cheng's life soul existed there.
As soon as I opened my eyes, a worried face came into view, followed by red and swollen eyes, and then the sensation of a tissue wiping my face.
Bai Lu used her spiritual power to activate Xiao Cheng's static destiny chart, restoring it to its normal operating trajectory.
Grandpa Hu shook his head: "Yes, all of them."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a clap of thunder struck the windowsill, splitting the innocent flowerpot in two.
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