Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"If something happens, it won't be too late for me to call you, right?"

"." Zhu Qing stopped talking.

I don't seem to know what to reply.

After hesitating for a while, he hesitantly asked, "Is it really okay for you, Master, to be alone?"

Mr. Gu nodded silently and smiled.

Zhuqing stopped talking again.

Clearly still hesitating.

after awhile,

He reluctantly said, "Okay then."

He slowly stood up, looked at the courtyard gate, and then at Gu Zisu.

"Master, if something happens to you, please remember to call me."

"It's getting late. Sir, you should go to bed early."

Mr. Gu hummed softly as an answer.

Zhuqing had no choice but to turn around and walk away.

Slowly, before walking back to the side room, she looked at him under the eaves uneasily.

That snow-white figure was like a bouquet of cold plums in the cold winter, silent and alone, motionless.

Even the soft lights seemed unable to cover the snow on his body.

It was pure white without any blemishes, and still a little cold.

After watching it for a long time, one can’t help but feel a sense of pity.

Deserted and lonely.

Zhuqing looked at the door of the courtyard again.

Not talking, just thinking——

Will she really come back tonight?

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Even the moon disappeared under the thick clouds and disappeared without a trace.

The dark sky was a vast expanse, shrouded like a heavy curtain, blocking out any light.

The moon, the stars, the evening breeze,

Even the crickets on the tree seemed to have fallen into a peaceful sleep and never made a sound again.

The bright lanterns at night, the candles inside were also lit little by little.

The flames swallowed up the air and the candle, silently and emitting limited light.

But the endless darkness can wait patiently for the exhaustion of light.

The light was exhausted, and finally only embers remained in the deep dew.

Along with the rising smoke from the candle wick, the last bit of light was swallowed up by the darkness,

Then, the doorway fell into darkness.

Quietly, in just a blink of an eye, it turned dark.

Nothing can be seen clearly.

down the corridor,

The motionless snow-white figure finally showed some reaction.

His straight shoulders were tensed, and the hem of his clothes moved slightly.

His body seemed numb and stiff,

But his sight was still far away, stuck in the darkness.

My clenched fists were already very sore.

But he didn't seem to notice, as if he wanted to stand up and light up the light there.

only,

His body had not moved for so long that the blood in his body had difficulty flowing and he was almost numb and unconscious.

He wanted to stand up, but couldn't find the strength.

He staggered and fell back down again.

The lights in the corridor have already become extremely dim.

The candle seemed to have burned to its end, and it was only trying hard to maintain the last glimmer of light.

The man in the dim light pursed his lips tightly, slightly loosened his stiff hands, and stood up again.

Slowly, little by little,

Waiting for the feeling in my legs to return.

The soles of my feet seemed to be pricked continuously by thin needles, causing dense stinging pain.

He sat back uncontrollably.

He let out a low breath and lowered his head.

His fists were clenched again, and his face was hidden in the shadows, completely invisible.

Extremely quiet and emotionally unclear.

I do not know how long it has been,

The lights hanging in the corridor dimmed.

for a moment,

The darkness came overwhelmingly and showed no mercy.

The snow-white figure seemed to be buried here, never to be seen again.