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Ling behind her waited until the goddess sat on the couch before she followed step by step, lowered her head, and knelt in front of the goddess.
The goddess casually flipped through the loose pages that she had sorted out and submitted this afternoon. After looking at them for a few times, she put the stack of limp papers aside.
Ling was waiting for the goddess to finish flipping through the loose pages and speak so that she could take the loose pages and go talk to the maids and servants, picking out the good things to compliment herself and the bad things to criticize that group of people.
But the goddess did not hand the loose pages to her. Her hands, which were held high, fell into empty space. Ling carefully raised her eyes to glance at the goddess's expression.
However, Ling has never been able to see through the goddess's thoughts.
No matter it was good news or bad news that was detrimental to the goddess's plan, she always looked calm, just like the meat-eating statue enshrined in the Donglan Temple, with eyes full of compassion for the world, looking at everything with equal eyes.
It's a bit like a sudden downpour in the early morning.
First it was one or two drops, waiting for the green buds growing in the fertile soil to break through the ground and absorb the rain and dew. Just when they were about to stretch out their branches and leaves, the rain fell without reservation, as if to smash through the ground.
The heavy rain accommodates the rolling mountains, the rivers rushing to the ocean, covers the endless grasslands, and accepts the dry desert that wants to absorb everything without giving anything in return.
In the end, all things came to life, but the rain was no longer seen.
The ground is dry and cracked, and the rain will no longer pay attention to the life's cry for help.
Some rain will never come back again after it has drained you dry.
Through the goddess's withered face, her always charming and beautiful face must be extremely vivid when she smiles.
The rain that belonged to the goddess completely disappeared, so the goddess also became silent, leaving behind only a soulless body that could communicate with them.
“…”
Not understanding why she thought of such a thing, Ling was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyebrows and reminded softly: "Lady Goddess, about the matter of duty...?"
The goddess shifted her gaze slightly, lowered her eyes to look at her, and then asked, "Do you think the hamster you keep in your house will one day hold the treasure in its hand and want to exchange an item with you?"
"Should you ignore it, or take it and try it out for a few days?"
Ling didn't understand why, but she answered anyway: "Anything that is external is always suspicious. I believe that something that is personally presented should be thoroughly investigated and handled."
The goddess looked thoughtful, her black pupils seemed to have a focus, vaguely fixed on one point, and then dispersed.
Too.
Now she was at the end of her rope, just like those terminally ill patients who could not be cured even with the best acupuncture and medicine.
This farce is almost over.
Jiang Nian has been given so much information. If she cannot prevent the epidemic from happening, then it is not something she can stop.
Yu He and her love, or perhaps friendship. Telling Jiang Nian the information would be like returning it to him.
It's also ridiculous.
It’s better not to let Yu He see me in such an embarrassing state now.
Just stay at the moment of final farewell, and you can still leave with dignity.
Ling knelt on the ground, and after kneeling for a long time, her feet began to feel numb.
It was important to maintain her composure in front of the goddess. She adhered to the rules of the Wu Mi people, and while making sure her manners were the most respectful to the goddess, she also carefully looked up at her.
The goddess seemed to be thinking about something, immersed in her own world, and did not look at her.
The goddess has always cared about lowly people like them, and she was particularly grateful. Thinking that the goddess might be thinking about their future, Ling knelt on the ground and became even more pious.
The pavilion remained silent for several minutes, until the bead curtain beside the door was drawn aside and the sound of porcelain beads rang out, and the goddess came back to her senses.
When she saw the person coming, she suddenly realized that there was someone kneeling beside her.
Raising her hand, she handed the loose leaf to Ling. The goddess raised her hand slightly towards her with a slightly tired look on her face: "You can go out now."
With the goddess's permission, Ling naturally did not dare to delay. She immediately stood up and walked towards the door behind her, not even caring about her numb feet.
But when I passed by You, I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body.
It was like being stared at by an evil ghost in the dark, finding the right moment and ready to strike.
“…”
Knowing You's possessiveness of the goddess, Ling did not dare to stay in the top pavilion for long. After bowing to You, she quickly left.
—
Upon learning that the goddess had finished her visit, You rushed back to the pavilion without stopping.
Seeing the goddess still resting safely on the couch, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister, did they do anything to you?"
Thinking of Lu's disgusting face when he rushed here, Yu felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Those Donglan people are still haunting us.
Having placed so many pawns around my sister, isn't that enough? Do you want to go a step further and test my sister?
It's just crazy.
I have to look after people who are thousands of miles away in this way, for fear that my sister will show any sign of disobedience.
To put it bluntly, the leader never trusted my sister.
After a moment of silence, he thought of the goddess's next plan.
Standing in the center of the pavilion, You made up her mind and spoke again, "Fortunately, my sister set up the trap in advance. Even if they wanted to restrain my sister now, they can't do it."
The goddess looked tired and had no opinion on what You said. She just raised her hand, folded her wrist, and rested her head on the back of her hand.
"Really? I don't think they'll stop until they get to the bottom of everything."
"Well, let them investigate. There are only traces of mud in this pavilion."
Thinking of the recent commotion in the underground passage, he frowned: "What is he planning to do now?"
The goddess closed her eyes slightly, looking unwilling to talk more about this matter.
"It's nothing more than an encirclement and suppression of me."
"It's just..." She paused, her voice stretched out at the end, thinking about what was about to happen, and then she smiled again, "It's okay, it will only help me."
"This cage will eventually collapse into ash."
“…”
You didn't guess the goddess's words were a subtle allusion to what Lu was about to do. He was more concerned about something else right now: "So, sister, about that strange thing about the hamster—?"
He paused for a long while, and seeing that the goddess was just looking at him leisurely without saying anything, his worries suddenly vanished, as if something was falling from a high altitude, and had not yet landed on the hard ground, but he had already anticipated the result.
In order to save something that was about to perish, he no longer wanted to delay gratification like before. Instead, he couldn't bear it any longer and said again: "You should know! Sister..."
Even if you give it a try?
Although no matter where you go, it's the end of the road.
But before the important part is approaching, let’s try it again and again.
He didn't want to just watch the goddess' life slowly fade away from being as dazzling as a flower, and turn into a lonely and withered flower that could never again radiate life.
Seeing that the goddess still didn't answer, You felt unhappy. He didn't like the fact that the goddess had fought so hard all the way here and was almost able to meet the 'medicine lead', but in the end she gave up the way to live that might lead to life.
"elder sister--"
Unable to be persuaded, his eyebrows drooped in worry, and the corners of his eyes, which were usually slightly raised, also drooped, making him look particularly pitiful.
Before he met the goddess, he had always pretended to be harmless and an obedient child. Otherwise, he would have been killed under the statue on Qixia Mountain by a group of people disguised as Lu ten years ago.
He has always been determined to die and live as long as he can.
......
But when he looked into the goddess' eyes, which were empty, as if the spinal cord had been sucked dry by blood-sucking worms and the soul had been drained out, and any living creature that looked at her would instantly disappear, You was speechless again.
Without the experience of the goddess, everything you say is just nonsense, like scratching an itch through a shoe, like talking without any pain in the waist, and it will only move yourself.
He fell silent.
He stood there motionless, somewhat like a bewildered child, and could only look at the goddess, praying that she could read his attitude and what he wanted to say from his eyes.
Whether you believe it or not, whether you doubt it or not, it doesn’t matter anymore.
The most important thing now is to get the goddess out of this gorgeous cage.
Let her run far away - anywhere, in the mountains, by the streams, in the villages, or to the dreamlike gardens described in the files that came from the area called Western Europe.
It will be all right.
Go to a place where the Wu Mi people don't exist, go to a place where the Wu Mi people can't catch them.
Even if she was hunted for her entire life, as long as she escaped to a place where no one knew and lived a good life, he believed that his sister would be fine.
The mental problems are ultimately due to the fact that he cannot go out for a long time and can only be locked up in this pavilion and monitored at all times.
Or maybe it was even earlier, so early that my sister was targeted as soon as she joined the Wu Mi tribe. No matter what she did, she would be watched by people hiding in the corners. She began to pay attention to her every move, fearing that she would make a fatal mistake.
It was too early, and there were too many events that could have turned my sister into what she is now. One after another, they slowly built a psychological and physical cage for her.
You didn't try to persuade her anymore, nor did he look at her with that look that could be described as "kidnapping".
He just turned around slightly and placed the blood-red flower bud that he had picked from somewhere behind him in the palm of his hand.
In the white golden light, the deep red color is bright.
The goddess was attracted by the dazzling red color and looked at You's hand.
After a moment, she seemed to break free from her emotions and spoke to You: "Where did you pick it?"
You placed the flower in the palm of the goddess's hand, raised his eyes to look at the goddess, and smiled softly: "The little hamster stole it from somewhere else."
"She said that even on the road to death, there would be beautiful raindrops, and flowers representing dead things would bloom for people."
“So don’t worry too much about what the beauty you care about will look like before you face the inevitable desolation.”
The goddess took over silently and admired it carefully.
"Manjushage?"
Meeting the worried gaze, the goddess inadvertently revealed a nostalgic smile: "It's okay, it's just that I saw it when I was in Xiaoxiang, when I was helping a patient."
"People who travel far away always carry things I have never seen before."
“…”
My sister’s past?
You nodded slightly and replied, "Sister is right."
"Then I won't bother you anymore."
There's no point in saying anything more, my sister doesn't want to listen.
But he still didn't want to give up.
You didn't hear the goddess's reply. He turned his head with some confusion and looked towards the couch.
The goddess fell asleep with her head down, holding the flower in her hand.
......
You stopped talking, but the smile on his face faded and he looked a little cold.
no way.
He really didn't know how to get out of this predicament.
There is no way forward, backward, left or right.
After closing the door of the attic and walking down the stairs, You raised his eyes and suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Nian walking out of the windlass.
Jiang Nian's expression was softer than usual, as if he had just received some good news from somewhere else. He noticed his gaze coming from the stairs, then smiled and waved at him.
You turned away indifferently.
People's joys and sorrows are really different. Sometimes, he also wants to be happy like this.
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