"I've said this much. If you still want to die, then go ahead. I won't stop you."
After that, Yang was completely quiet. After Xia let go of the vines, he walked to Lie, hugged Lie in his arms, stared blankly at the void for a long time, and then burst into tears.
Later, the once unbridled Yang disappeared, leaving behind only a gloomy and indifferent figure standing forever in the shadows. Even the sunlight could not dispel the darkness around him, because the light in his heart was extinguished forever.
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Meng Yuqing listened quietly to Xuan's narration. Xuan's voice was very calm, just like putting a piece of sharp-edged stone into his heart, grinding it with flesh and blood, and then polishing it smooth after suffering torture.
When Meng Yuqing came to his senses, he looked at Xuan, half of whose body was in the shadow. He slowly reached out his hand, patted Xuan's shoulder, opened his lips, and after a while, he found his voice.
"It's all over."
He spoke in a low voice.
The room fell silent again.
Finally, it was Xuan who broke the silence. He spoke with a smile as usual.
"I'm sorry for talking to you about something so random in the middle of the night."
His voice was as clear and energetic as the first time I heard it, without a trace of gloom.
"It's getting late, you should get some rest. I'm leaving first."
Without waiting for Meng Yuqing to reply, he stood up, walked to the door, lifted the animal skin curtain and walked out.
Meng Yuqing took off his coat and lay on the clean animal skin, still thinking about everything Xuan said.
No wonder there are so few sub-beasts in this tribe, and there are not even a few sub-beast cubs. At a glance, there are basically orcs and little orcs.
If Xia announced the cause of the attack ten years ago to the tribe members from the perspective of the tribe as the patriarch, it was to give an account of what happened in the tribe.
Then Xuan was standing from the perspective of an ordinary tribesman, telling him everything an ordinary orc had suffered in the attack, the helplessness, despair, and the pain of losing his loved ones.
This made Meng Yuqing realize more deeply that the attack ten years ago brought not only the apparent population loss to the tribe, but also the permanent psychological trauma left to those who survived and lost their loved ones.
Even after ten years, there is still no healing, and it will only be buried deep in my heart as time goes by.
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