Ye Peitian saw Chu Qianxun in the crowd at a glance.
She ran toward him, wearing a silver-gray long dress. Like a beautiful deer, she walked through the crowd quickly. Like a spring breeze, she smiled and went all the way to him.
The lively noises quietened in an instant, and the bustling crowd lost its color at the same time.
In Ye Peitian’s sight, only the flying figure of the skirt remained. She was like a water fairy, like a dream. She came to his dark world and firmly caught him.
“I’m sorry, Yan sisters dragged me for a round of wine. You’ve been waiting for a long time.” Chu Qianxun held Ye Peitian’s arm with a smile in her eyes, “Happy New Year, Peitian. I am very lucky to meet you this year.”
Chu Qianxun could feel the scorching eyes through the silver-white mask.
The spring flowers were blooming in her heart, and the wine helped her have the courage to push her beloved man in a corner and kiss him.
Bright lights, loud noises were projected together on the wet floor of the balcony, and there was a pair of lovers kissing in the corner of the wall separated by these lively lights.
The New Year’s bells sounded on the snowy night, and the year of war was finally over. Those struggles and pains, tears and laughter, dissipated in the untraceable years with the bells.
In the night at this moment, many people looked up and listened to the distant bells. Even in this dark age, the arrival of the new year would still bring a little new expectations for the future to the people.
In the ice field in the north, Li Chengzhou stood on the pointed tower and listened to the New Year’s bells in the snow.
His eyes looked from the window to the depths of the ice field, covered with heavy snow, curled up in the wind, and could not cover the huge bodies on the ice field.
The painful and low roar mixed with the bells of the fortress spread out in the snowy night.
A cleric approached, “Father, the control ability holders had become more mature. They can be put into the battlefield soon.”
Li Chengzhou stretched his hand to twist a small cluster of snow on the window sill and rubbed it between his fingers, “Unfortunately, such a pure white would be stained red again. But nothing can stop our pace.”
Among the huge and dark ruins, the white-haired Ah Xiao raised his head and listened to the melodious bells from some nearby town.
He didn’t like the new year. The new year meant the beginning of a new torture.
Even if it was the new year, what could be done? He could not sleep at night, and could only be torn repeatedly in those bad dreams. Constant killing made him feel alive and his hands were constantly stained with blood. In the end, perhaps nothing would be left.
Every day, he was looking forward to his own death.
Originally there was a person like him in this world, but that person got that luxury, that kind of thing called happiness. He returned to the crowd and lived the life he dreamed of.
A slight whistle sounded in the darkness behind him, and a black-haired girl appeared in the dark corner.
Zhong Lixiao turned his face.
“Another one died. Without the help of Holy Blood, the probability of failure is too high,” Xiao Yan said softly.
“Dead?” Zhong Lixiao smiled a little, “The one who can die is the lucky one.”
“But those who survived… are also full of resentment toward us,” Xiao Yan lowered her head. A Xiao told her that she could have many companions, told her that they could be isolated from the world like in Xiao Zhou Village and set up their own home. But all the newly born demons were screaming in pain and showing haterd.
“Let them hate us.” Zhong Lixiao didn’t care, and slowly laid down on the hospital bed, “In the end, they will find that they have nowhere to go. They can only accept their identity helplessly. Can only choose to live with companions.”
Xiao Yan was silent.
“Xiao Yan, it’s the new year, do you have any wishes? Tell your brother,” the old voice murmured in the darkness.
“Me?” There was a glimmer of light on the girl’s pale face, “I don’t have anything I want. I just hope that I can stay with Ah Xiao all the time, and never stay alone.”
The answer to her in the dark was silent and long silence.