He couldn’t perceive the little girl’s touch, but his subconscious produced an intuition of a small hand, cool, soft, and very smooth...
Their eyes t.
Lin Yi’s pupils contracted fiercely, as if a giant lightning bolt had struck the back of his head. Images flashed through his mind...
On a cliff by the black sea, a group of teenagers sat on rocks watching the sea. The sea breeze blew, making the girls’ hair wave like the ocean itself.
This group of youths was very young, but from their facial features and body outlines, one could almost see the resemblance to the little girl and the "Divine Craftsman"...
These people, they are very likely to be the future "Original Apostles"...
Behind them stood two people, one was Wei Liang, and the other...was him.
Wei Liang looked almost the sa as now, while his own figure seed sowhat illusory, as if it wasn’t quite real.
If anything, this "Wei Liang" had profound eyes, showing no trace of attachnt to beauty, only a deep gaze into the sea, like the backbone of the group.
...
The scene shifted, and the youths had grown into adults. On the shoreline of the black sea, they set up a dock, constructing a gigantic ship...
The scene showed a lively and bustling atmosphere. The energetic young n were laughing and talking, sotis arguing, sotis discussing.
On the deck, the little girl still appeared as slight and fragile as ever. Ti seed to pass without affecting her much.
Apart from the youths, there were so dressed in ancient clothing, likely the ancestors. Based on appearances, it was hard to distinguish their ethnicity. At this mont, they were building the ship alongside the young "Original Apostles"...
...
The scene kept changing, but in every image, the little girl followed him like a clingy kitten...
But the pleasant tis didn’t last long. After a series of flashing images, the subsequent scenes beca dark and terrifying.
The youthful faces no longer held their initial innocence. Their smiles faded significantly, and worry appeared between their eyebrows...
The black sea seed to beco a dead end. Ti and again, they stood on the Watchtower at the Black Moon Outpost, observing the sea, observing everything...
Later...
The little girl buried herself in so research, while he changed roles, silently staying by her side...
Then, in the dark images, a great battle seed to occur, with corpses strewn about and rivers of blood...
The little girl stood alone amidst an endless pile of bodies, head bowed, silent...
And then...the scene shattered, and a voice ca from the endless void.
"Let go...I will bear everything...I will guard all of it..."
"The Holy Sun is dead...the Supre has gone...I’m the only one who can take this step..."
"There’s nothing to grieve about...in infinite ti, I can have infinite...looking at Lin Yi brother ti..."
"Mm...I know...I’ll wait for you..."
"Even if thunder dries up...the sea floods..."
"I’ll wait for you..."
"I’ll wait for you..."
"Wait for you..."
"For you..."
"You..."
"... "
"Boom!"
The scene shattered completely. Lin Yi’s train of thought ca to a screeching halt, and he regained his senses in a breath.
...
The little girl was still gently rubbing her cheek against his palm. Countless years of habit made her feel to Lin Yi like a long-lost kitten found again...
The little girl looked at him with bright, soulful eyes, full of deep affection. At that mont, Lin Yi felt as if his soul was being slowly restored from its fragnts...
Lin Yi wanted to speak several tis, but because of his broken mories, he didn’t know what to say. His agitation, his lancholy, all ca from the subconscious and instinct of his soul, but when it ca ti to speak, he found he had nothing to say.
He...was not yet the "he" of the past.
"I...I..." After a long pause, he hesitantly uttered three words, "I’m here..."
"Mm, you’re here." The little girl gently said. Her tone, with a subdued joy, was timid, but her eyes couldn’t bear to leave Lin Yi’s epheral form even for a mont.
Countless years of exile, wandering, and waiting hadn’t brought a trace of complaint. All she had was the sa gentleness as before, like a stray cat finding warmth amidst ruins.
Though his mories hadn’t returned, Lin Yi’s nose still tingled with emotion. He instinctively touched the little girl’s head...
"I, I can’t touch you..."
"But I can always sense you...at all tis..." The little girl smiled brightly, very much like the little cat that used to steal his waterlon.
"Alright, alright, as long as you’re here...Lin Yi brother."
"Ding dong ding ding dong dong dong..."
"Dong ding dong...ding ding dong dong ding dong..."
"Ding ding dong dong..."
The lody of the music box played slowly, as if accompanying their reunion.
Suddenly, the little girl’s willow-leaf brows lightly arched. She tilted her head and looked at Lin Yi’s feet.
"What is this...?"
She extended her fair finger and gently pointed.
The next mont, Lin Yi was surprised to see a mass of darkness appearing beneath him.
What an eerie scene was this?
In the corporeal ti prison, shadows shouldn’t exist.
Once the shadow appeared, it clearly showed an inclination to escape, but was forcibly restrained by the little girl from a distance.
Thus, the shadow, reluctantly and unwillingly, transford into a humanoid shape amidst its slow writhing.
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