My wish came true
At first, Zheng Nanle didn't realize anything was wrong. She and Er Ya hadn't really explored the village much or had much fun.
It's perfectly normal for Er Ya to want to create some memories with her.
She treated it as a trip with Er Ya, and as a parting gift.
But Er Ya's behavior was not quite right.
It felt less like creating beautiful memories with her and more like saying goodbye to the village, the mountains, the water, and the people of the village.
The places she played as a child, the villagers who had shown her even a little kindness, the reasons she hated this land, the moments she loved the mountains and rivers, her love and hate—all these were slowly recounted to Zheng Nanle, like a beautiful and emotionally rich prose.
Zheng Nanle discovered for the first time that Er Ya had such artistic talent. She only learned from the newspaper every day, but her talent for words and her delicate emotions allowed her to speak fluently and eloquently.
Every word is simple yet moving.
Zheng Nanle sat on the rock, gazing at the dawn sky, the churning sea of clouds, and the wispy mist ahead, and made a fairly accurate guess about Er Ya's thoughts.
Er Ya floated to the opposite side of Zheng Nanle. As a ghost, she didn't need to be on solid ground. She could easily float between cliffs, stand on clouds, and drift freely among mountains and seas.
Her soul form was not beautiful; it was still the same thin and withered form Zheng Nanle had first seen, not becoming plump and full as her physical body had become. But at this moment, because of the drifting sea of clouds and her expression, she possessed a transcendent quality, as if she were a celestial being.
She leaned down to face Zheng Nanle.
Her eyes were bright, and when her eyebrows curved, a smile shone through them, like the flickering taillights of fireflies. Her voice also carried a smile, "Sister, I didn't do anything foolish. I did it willingly."
"You're talking nonsense!" Zheng Nanle rarely swore. She reached out to grab Zheng Erya, but grasped at empty air. She clenched her fist and said angrily, "Who wouldn't want to live? I don't need your sacrifice. I lived to eighty-five in my previous life, which was enough. You're only seventeen, you haven't even left this village, you haven't seen the city, you haven't witnessed the rise of our motherland, and the rapid development of technology in such a short time. How could you possibly be willing to do this?"
"You should live."
“Sister, you are not me, how do you know I want to live?” Zheng Erya spoke seriously for the first time. “Sister, I really don’t want to live anymore. No one has ever loved me. I want to start over and be born into a family like Sister Qingmiao’s.”
"I want my grandparents to love me, my parents to love me, and I want to have lots and lots of love."
"My family in this lifetime could never fulfill this wish of mine."
"You can find a husband who loves you, have a loving baby, your husband will love you, your child will love you, have more children, and you will have lots and lots of love." Zheng Nanle is not interested in marriage and having children, and placing her love in the hands of others is a very foolish thing to do.
If you crave love from others and depend on their love, you're more likely to attract scumbags.
Only by loving yourself can you truly establish yourself.
But now, this is all Zheng Nanle can say to Er Ya.
Er Ya shook her head. "If even blood relatives don't love you, how can a husband who has no blood relation love you unconditionally? I need too much love, and without relatives to fill that gap, if I keep drawing love from my husband, he will wither away quickly. By then, my beloved husband and I will both become unrecognizable."
Zheng Nanle froze.
I never expected Er Ya to see things so clearly.
That's true.
Unequal desires can lead to distorted love.
In the end, it was completely unrecognizable.
"As for the child, the child needs my love. And I need someone to love me."
What Er Ya longed for since she was a child was to be loved by others.
She has no memory of her father's love, her mother's love was impure, and her grandparents and other relatives did not love her. She has never felt love, but she yearns for it.
She had observed Qingmiao and her family's interactions countless times from the shadows. Qingmiao's confidence and flamboyance, and her playful and coquettish behavior in front of her elders, were things she desperately longed for.
She cautiously tried to get closer to Sister Qingmiao, but also carefully kept her distance. She was afraid that if she got too close, she would be burned by that warm love and develop endless jealousy and malice. Yet, she couldn't bear to leave that warm love too far away; it was the only light in her life, which was filled with endless pressure.
Zheng Nanle looked at her.
When Er Ya mentioned Xie Qingmiao, the longing and envy in her eyes almost materialized. She seemed eager to enter the underworld and fly towards her desire.
She asked softly, "How do you know that you will be born into such a family in your next life?"
Er Ya smiled sweetly, "It's okay. If it doesn't work in the next life, I'll gamble on the next life. There will always be a time when I can get what I want. Surely God won't be so harsh on me?"
A fireball reached the horizon, dyeing the pale sky orange with rosy clouds. The clouds had a powerful ability to spread, rolling in from the sky, coloring the sea of clouds and the flowing mist, before landing on Zheng Erya's soul.
The cool yet warm and dazzling rays of the sunset permeated Er Ya's soul, bathing her body in warmth and brightness, reflecting the pure and longing smile on her face.
Few can resist such a smile.
It was as if stopping her was some heinous crime.
Zheng Nanle silently prayed, "If I have any merit, I am willing to give it to Er Ya and wish her all her wishes come true."
She looked up at Er Ya and thought to herself, "She must have accumulated some merit. She protected the base and saved so many people in her lifetime, and she even perished with the zombie king. That's a great deed."
In accordance with her thoughts, a wisp of pure, invisible golden light, so pure that mortals could not see it, pierced through Zheng Nanle's body and entered Er Ya's soul.
Er Ya seemed to sense something and smiled happily at Zheng Nanle, "Thank you, sister. I feel like I'm going to have a family that loves me unconditionally, um, a lot of them."
As she spoke, Er Ya's soul gradually faded, as if a thick fog was being parted inch by inch. The sunrise behind her, in Zheng Nanle's vision, gradually became clear and bright, from a slightly blurry appearance, like seeing flowers in a dream.
The orange sun broke through the horizon completely, casting a halo of varying shades of orange and red on the sea of clouds.
The wind blew, the fog dispersed and then gathered again, and only Zheng Nanle remained in the world, Zheng Erya was nowhere to be seen.
Zheng Nanle sat on the rock, remaining motionless for a long time.
The deep mountains are quiet, with only the chirping of insects and the singing of birds.
Zheng Nanle leaned lazily against a large rock, casually shielding his eyes from the glaring sunlight with his hand.
When Lu Guangbai arrived, this was the scene he saw.
Zheng Nanle sat precariously on a precipitous rock at the edge of the cliff, her feet dangling in the air. The rock beneath her wasn't large, but it leaned against other large rocks, and it seemed as if a slight sway would send her tumbling down the cliff, along with Zheng Nanle herself.
Lu Guangbai's heart skipped a beat.
He thought that after experiencing so much, there were few people or things in the world that could affect his emotions, and he was indifferent to everything in the world. But unexpectedly, this indifferent and Buddhist state was completely broken in Zheng Nanle.
He wanted to scold Zheng Nanle, rush over and pull her back from the edge of the cliff. He wanted to beat her up and teach her a lesson about 'a wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall'.
But in the end, he stood still, his fingernails digging into his fingertips, using the pain to regain his composure.
Zheng Nanle cannot be frightened; if she is, she will suffer the consequences.
He lowered his breathing and approached cautiously and quietly.
He had envisioned himself approaching Zheng Nanle and unexpectedly grabbing her waist to pull her back to safety from the rock. However, as soon as he bent down to prepare, Zheng Nanle turned her head and looked over.
Lu Guangbai froze.
"You've arrived." Zheng Nanle sat up straight, patted the stone beside her, and said to Lu Guangbai, "Sit with me for a while."
Lu Guangbai really wanted to scream.
Does she really enjoy putting herself in danger?
But seeing the sadness that naturally emanated from her, he swallowed the words he was about to say.
He carefully sat down on the large rock, which was uneven and uncomfortable. Although his feet were not dangling, there was a cliff in front of him, which gave him a strong sense of pressure, as if he would fall at any moment. He felt dizzy for a moment.
Zheng Nanle said, "Don't look down, look forward."
By this time, the sun had turned from orange to white, and the light shining on the sea of clouds was also a uniform white, no longer as magnificent and beautiful as it had been an hour earlier. Because of the mountain winds and the light evaporation of the mist, the once vast and thick sea of clouds now resembled clouds and gauze, half-concealing and half-hiding the green mountains.
Thick clouds pile up like cotton, thin clouds resemble a light veil covering the face.
It lacks the dreamy beauty of sunrise, but possesses a unique, fresh, and natural charm.
With his gaze fixed ahead, he was indeed less afraid. Lu Guangbai gripped the protrusion of the large rock beside him tightly, turned his head to look at Zheng Nanle, wanting to ask her what had happened, but worried about touching a sore spot, so he hesitated to speak.
Zheng Nanle tilted his head and smiled, his voice calm, "Don't worry, nothing happened to me, in fact, it's a good thing."
She has come back to life, which is indeed a good thing for her.
"But,"
You look very sad.
Even when she smiles, her brows and eyes look like she's crying.
Lu Guangbai's gaze fell on her eyebrows and eyes, and he changed his words, saying, "If you don't want to smile, you don't have to."
“It’s not that I don’t want to laugh.” Zheng Nanle leaned back. “Actually, it’s quite nice.”
Both she and Er Ya gained something from their experiences.
Lu Guangbai's gaze did not leave Zheng Nanle. It was obvious that although she said those words, the smile on her face disappeared.
She stared at the sea of fog, her eyes unfocused.
It's clearly not as she said.
Lu Guangbai stared at Zheng Nanle for a moment, then realized it was impolite to stare at her so directly. He looked away, but after a while, his attention returned to Zheng Nanle.
He was afraid that Zheng Nanle might do something rash if he didn't keep an eye on her.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you afraid I'll jump off a cliff?"
Lu Guangbai's gaze was so intense that Zheng Nanle couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to. She turned her head and looked back helplessly.
As she spoke, she sat up straight, her body swaying slightly.
Lu Guangbai instinctively reached out and touched Zheng Nanle's arm.
Grasp it firmly.
Zheng Nanle lowered her eyes, her gaze sweeping over Lu Guangbai's hand, before raising her eyes again to look at Lu Guangbai.
Lu Guangbai looked back with unwavering resolve.
Use your eyes to express your determination not to let go.
Zheng Nanle smiled again.
Gentle and soft, like willows in March and lotus in June.
Lu Guangbai's heart suddenly started pounding, as if a drum was pounding against his heart, each beat heavier than the last.
He was even a little uncomfortable from jumping so fast.
Lu Guangbai released his hand from the large rock, placed it on his chest, felt the intense beating of his chest, and felt slightly bewildered.
"Is your heart not feeling well?" Zheng Nanle leaned forward.
"Don't move!" Seeing Zheng Nanle's movements, Lu Guangbai jumped so fast that his heart skipped a beat.
He quickly stopped her.
Zheng Nanle obediently did as instructed.
After the incident, Lu Guangbai's heartbeat returned to normal, and he said, "Do we really have to talk here?"
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