The sun is rubbing against the brilliance of the glass, and the shadow of the boy falls on the floor. I reach out my hand to push the hair out of his forehead and look at his sleeping face. Suddenly, I think it might be good. I'm smiling.

After laughing, he frowned and looked at the traces on his arm. There were few people who could hurt him in this world. Those ancient gods fell, disappeared, reincarnation. Who else could hurt him?

I don't think I'll tell him now. My eyes open, and the golden light shines. I put my hand over his wound. A little bit of spirit reflected in the wound. I didn't know what kind of spirit it was. My hand was caught. The gold faded.

"What are you doing, Cher?" Luo Ming Shang closed his eyes and asked.

"Your wound..." I still can't help asking.

"It's OK, a little skin trauma." Luomingshang holds my hand with his backhand.

My eyes darkened. Sure enough, I really refused to say, "where have you been?" Although I know he won't say it, I still want to ask.

"Nothing." Luo Ming Shang leaned on me and said casually.

My eyes darkened. "Yes He? Is that right? " In fact, the answer is very clear. Now, it's up to them to hurt him except Xuanling.

Luo Ming Shang opened his eyes to see me, reached out and touched my head, "good, it's OK, I promised Cher, I won't kill people at will."

“……” I'm worried about whether you're going to be killed, you idiot. "Go back to your room."

"well." The head on the shoulder should be for a while, scattered hair in my neck some itch, pause still don't see move, then with sleepy voice slowly opening, "I'm hungry."

"Who told you to run out in the middle of the night without breakfast?" I pushed his head away. "And you're heavy." So don't press all the strength, don't press me to death, you feel bad in your heart, don't you?

The sunshine on the living room floor is warm, as if you can see the prosperity of the whole city, so bright that there is no dark sunshine, even in the cold winter, it can warm people's hearts.

Occasionally, I have some strange dreams. The dream is full of flowers and the sky is blue. There is a child standing in front of me. She always smiles brightly at me, but I can't help asking, "who are you?"

Darkness has become another reality in the world, those beautiful fragile vulnerable, disappeared in the sky under the blue, hidden very quiet.

Someone stood in front of me at will, blocking the only light in front of me. The setting sun slanted down from his side face. I saw his white robe and coat, and the broken mark was broken by the wind in the almost dim light of the sunset.

He half side face, half short brown short hair, that gentle face gently smile, "since no one wants to change, then from me to start."

I slowly open my eyes, full of empty eyes, this is not a dream, tears unconsciously slide down the corner of my eyes to the pillow, chest some depression, breathing also become short. I was as quiet as the night sky, let the tears fall.

I may have understood the old man's idea of keeping me here, and the meaning of this street, this nonexistent city. It's easy, isn't it?

"Cher?" Someone around me called me gently, reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of my eyes.

Inexplicable, do not know what reason, I suddenly want to cry, is inexplicable sentimental, I can not help sobbing in a low voice. He buried his head in his arms and grabbed his clothes. It was dark blue outside the window. Even when he was on the run, he never felt so lonely and vulnerable. Tears kept falling and he tried his best to cry.

"Xueer, it's OK," he was afraid to pat me on the back. Maybe he didn't know the reason why I cried. He just comforted me.

In the dark, I was quiet for a while. I had difficulty breathing deeply. I cried for a long time, and my nose was a little stuffy. I felt that his hand wiped my tears, and then I began to move down my side face, across my neck and to my chest. I opened my eyes and grabbed the dishonest paw, "don't touch it, you luster."

After waking up the next day, I want to knock him out of memory. It's so humiliating. I cried so ugly in his arms last night for no reason.

I ran to see Xuanling make breakfast with red eyes, and didn't want to pay attention to him, that bastard! Those who take advantage of the opportunity to enter have touched whether they should or not.

"What's the matter? Boss, did you fight? " Xuanling asked as he made breakfast.

I leaned lazily against the kitchen door, "No. It's just a dream of something strange. "

"Oh? What's the matter? " Xuan zero asked casually.

I think of the man in my dream. "Liuyun, I dream of him." He is the first person who wants to change the relationship between people and ghosts. He is also the first person who puts forward that people and ghosts are not different. I have never met him. He is still too far away from me, but I don't know why. He always dreams about that man from time to time, maybe because we are all one kind of people.

"Flowing Clouds." Xuan zero hand dun dun, "that person."I looked at a fish on the table which had been dissected by Xuanling. "Every time I dream about him, I want to cry inexplicably."

"Yes." Xuanling lowered his head and continued to deal with the fish, "probably because of the loneliness that is not understood and supported."

Looking up at the folk story, I saw him sitting on the dining table. I don't know what prompted him to watch it over and over again. Do you have to recite to wake up?

I couldn't help it. I sighed deeply, walked over and gave him a kiss on the face. "Good morning." Then, taking advantage of his daze, he took the book out of his hand, "don't read after dinner."

"Well, good morning." In response, Luo Mingshang stretched out his hand to pull me down and gave me a kiss in response. Suddenly he thought of something, "Oh, by the way, I've got a very interesting technique recently."

"What art?" I asked casually, basically, the art he was interested in should indicate what would happen.

"It's a skill to improve your strength in a short time. No, it should be a weapon." Luo Ming Shang's eyes sparkled, "it's called peerless poppy, but the time is relatively short, and the side effects are great."

"Oh..." I just thought of something, "peerless poppy? Isn't that Liu Yuying's stuff? Wait, you won't take it. "