It made a rustling sound, as if answering Yin Huaizhu's question.
Hearing the sound of bamboo leaves rustling, Yin Huaizhu stroked the lotus flower on the wooden plaque and continued to ask.
"Do you know where she is?"
He has done everything he promised her.
He is now standing at the highest point.
"Go to the future, and when you've lived a good life, grown up, and become a very capable and outstanding person, we'll meet again."
He has become a very powerful person. He has defeated all those who competed with him and become the most dazzling person.
But where is the future she's talking about?
And when is that future?
Could it be...?
Yin Huaizhu stared at the black wooden plaque in her hand, her dark pupils unmoving, gradually turning mad, her eyes so dark they seemed to drip ink.
A gentle breeze suddenly swept through the room, and a white streak of air swept through the room.
It gradually coalesced into a human shape in front of Yin Huaizhu's desk.
With a wave of his hand, Bai Ying stirred up a strong gust of wind, which swayed Yin Huaizhu against the chair behind him.
"Calm down, she's not an ordinary person, she'll come."
The familiar voice brought Yin Huaizhu back from the brink of losing control.
This was the umpteenth time Bai Ying had stopped Yin Huaizhu from going crazy.
When did it start?
Was it five years ago? Or six years ago? Or perhaps even earlier?
It was every day that Yin Huaizhu stood at the highest point in the entire capital.
It was year after year that followed.
Yin Huaizhu gripped the wooden plaque, as if all her strength had been drained, and slumped back in her chair.
"Yes, she is no ordinary person."
So he couldn't even find it.
She is a fairy.
She will come.
She won't abandon him...
Yin Huaizhu leaned back in his chair, silently gazing at the wooden plaque in his hand.
Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he stood up.
He walked to the window, gazing resolutely into the distance, as if waiting for something.
He will definitely listen to her and stand at the highest, most dazzling place, waiting for her.
As night deepened, everything around became unusually quiet.
There was not a breath of wind, and no sound broke the silence.
Only a faint moonlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the earth, but it could not dispel the loneliness and desolation in the darkness.
In this quiet night, time seemed to stand still, giving one a sense of inexplicable loneliness and fear.
The mask of gentleness worn during the day is torn away.
Yin Huaizhu smiled with a hint of coldness, a faint madness hidden deep in her eyes.
He covered his lips with his fingers: "Cough cough cough, cough cough!"
After the coughing subsided, Yin Huaizhu was slightly out of breath, but the crazy smile on her lips deepened.
His laughter was chilling.
By then, he wouldn't let her leave him again...
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