"Leilei, put me down." Chang Le blushed as she realized she had slept the whole way.
Raymond held her knees with both hands, not letting go: "I'm not tired."
"It's okay, I can walk by myself." Chang Le patted his shoulder lightly.
Raymond put her down this time.
"Oh my, Young Master Fu Jiu, you're sleeping soundly!" Si Yehong said casually as he approached. "Perfect timing, we're almost at your territory!"
Chang Le looked ahead and saw a familiar river: "What's this?"
Iris said, "It's Xianghe River. After crossing Xianghe River, walk a little further and you'll reach Yulou Pass."
Towards the river.
Chang Le was stunned for a moment, lost in thought.
The Enlightenment Ice Nest is located in the Xianghe Valley to the east of this place, a place she had visited before.
"Let's rest and recuperate after we cross the Xiang River before entering the pass," Si Yehong said.
The others agreed. They were exhausted from fighting the marrow-eating spiders and needed to rest.
Among the Dragon Soul Army were ice-attribute ability users who used the river to build an ice bridge. With Wan Buxun and Iris holding the line, the aliens dared not approach, and the group safely crossed the river.
While resting on the spot, everyone treated each other's minor injuries.
"Huh? Where's Lele?" Kulei returned from delivering medicine to the Qianji team but didn't see Chang Le.
Bai Xie raised his chin: "Let's go over there and clear our heads."
"I'll go take a look." Kulai took a step forward, but was stopped by the musician.
The musician had just come from the riverbank when he saw Chang Le standing there. He said, "Don't bother her; she's not in a good mood."
Kulei was just worried, and upon hearing this, he sat down on the spot.
...
The autumn chill is deep outside Yulou Pass.
Frost strikes the leaves, turning them into water that flows eastward.
A slender figure sat on the stones along the riverbank, his large clothes billowing in the wind.
Her dark green hair fell to her waist, fluttering in the autumn wind before falling back down.
The cold water droplets from the river splashed and landed on my body, chilling me to the bone.
As Chang Le gazed at the Xiang River flowing eastward, his heart drifted away with the autumn wind.
"—Little madman, here's your chilled fruit."
Hearing a familiar voice, Chang Le turned around abruptly, his face showing a surprise he himself didn't realize.
However, there was no one around.
She was hallucinating.
Chang Le looked around and saw only the flowing river.
She felt panicked.
A few days ago—which means a few days to her—she was heading towards the river.
She could also playfully snatch an extra piece of candied fruit from Fu Guang, ride on his back through the clouds, gaze at the most beautiful starry sky in the valley with him, and live an ordinary life.
And now, no one knows better than her that he won't be coming back.
"No one asks if my porridge is warm, no one stands with me at dusk."
Loneliness swept over me.
Chang Le sobbed, then laughed again, a laugh that was rather unpleasant. A trace of emotion escaped her lips, transforming into two complex, lingering, and infinitely regretful words:
“Jin, Se…”
...
"This love can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was already a regret."
I didn't realize it at the time, but now I regret it.
...
Chang Le sighed and patted his slightly frozen face: "We have to go back quickly, or everyone will worry."
She stood up, facing the midday sun, and in a daze, a golden figure fell before her eyes.
Chang Le paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly:
"You're such a wimp. Without you, I don't even dare to look at the sun."
"Lele! Be careful not to fall!" Li Jie, who came looking for her, saw her standing on the rock, put his hand to his mouth like a megaphone and shouted.
Chang Le chuckled, turned around with a smile, and waved to him: "Coming!"
She jumped off the rock, paused for a moment, turned around to look behind her, and said goodbye very softly: "I'm leaving."
The girl's slender figure receded into the distance, the autumn wind howled past, blowing down into the valley.
...
"Looking back at the river bridge, I see a thousand miles away, but my old friend is gone forever."
Parting with the dead, bidding farewell to the illusory.
The deceased is gone, and the dream is about to end.
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