She Is Not a Witch

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"A long, long time ago, there was a father who spoiled his daughter." Yixue Gelin's ethereal voice began to speak slowly.

"He built a garden for his daughter, which was planted with flowers of various colors."

"The girl lives carefree in this garden, sometimes strolling, sometimes singing."

"Childish and pure singing, just like a newborn bird."

"The father loves this daughter so much, and sometimes he will let some very good friends and relatives come to appreciate the daughter's singing, so as to share this beauty and joy."

"At the banquet, the guests were sitting with the father, watching the girl dancing and singing among the flowers, and they couldn't help being intoxicated."

"They gave this girl all kinds of blessings, including gorgeous and exquisite long dresses, flowers that never withered, brilliant gems, and the wish to be young forever."

"If time stays at that moment forever, maybe this is also a good story."

"But the girl felt bored. She didn't want to stay in this garden all the time. She wanted to go out and have a look. Of course, this idea was blocked by her father."

"There are many bad people out there and they are very dangerous," said my father.

"The girl did not resist this, but chose to stay in the garden obediently. Even if a few handsome young men secretly told her that they could take her out, she did not agree."

"Father loves me. He will not lie or lie to me. This is the girl's simple thoughts."

"But the fairy tale will eventually come to an end. Father is dead."

"The girl who has lost her trust has finally fallen into the world. Without any survival skills, she soon encountered various predicaments, deception, lies, greed, lust, and all kinds of ghosts began to approach her."

"This world is as ugly as my father said."

"What is rare is that the war broke out. The girl was sent to the battlefield because of her special ability. After seeing various **** and cruel scenes, she eventually died on the battlefield. So her simple life ended here." Therefore, Yixue Gelin's ethereal voice also slowly stopped.

"Sorry, it's not a twisted and moving story." The ghost girl slowly turned her head and continued to face Lorrain Hill.

"Nothing." Perhaps this is life, Lorrain Hill thought, the world is changeable and impermanent, and there is no artistic beauty.

"Although these things seem to have happened in my lifetime, I feel like looking at the memory of a stranger." Yixue Gelin slowly floated, imaginary fingers painted with light blue spots in the air.

"The girl who died, although she is exactly like me, I can't feel the emotions in it, nor can I appreciate her love, hatred, and all kinds of emotions."

"The knowledge in memory tells me that the ghost should have this unfulfilled wish or obsession, otherwise it will not be able to gather scattered souls and thoughts, but will become invisible."

"But what is my wish?"

Yixue Gelin's ethereal voice came to an end, and the scene slowly fell into silence and quiet.

After a long time, the silver-haired girl stood up.

"I don't know how to explain it, maybe everyone's experience and thoughts are different." Lorrain Hill took off the flowers in his hair and looked at the petals.

"The meaning of life is different for everyone, and for others, I dare not make rash decisions."

"I can only make a bold guess. Maybe that girl hopes that she can have a different life."

"Want to get something is a wish, want to leave something is also a wish. The past is not necessarily all good memories, maybe she does not like to put such a heavy burden on the newborn you, so as to be able to live arbitrarily. , To experience a completely different life." The girl gently rubbed the ice-flower in her palm, and the light blue flowers slowly flew up in the wind.

"Like a new-born bird, pack lightly on the road, spread your wings, and experience the sky with flowing clouds and breeze."

"Just treat it as my own little conjecture. If you think this is unreasonable, you must have your own reasons. No one else can interfere."

Lorraine Hill looked at the ice marigold that was flying away in the wind, and told some of her own little thoughts. She is not a master of emotions and a philosopher who has experienced the vicissitudes of life in the world, but these are just her little thoughts.

"Well, but it's better to hear Lorraine say that."

Yixue Gelin floated in the sky, slowly surrounding the ice flower.

"So how do I start a new life? I don't have anything particularly longing for."

"Then do what you like and comfortable." The girl's voice came from under the sea of ​​flowers.

"For me, watching the sunset glow in the sunset is something I like every night. In winter, I sit by the warm stove and watch the blood flowers slowly fall outside the window. When the sky is clear, it is in the breeze. Taking a nap under the rolling window, the harvest season, and watching the wild golden corn ears are all things that make me very happy."

"No matter how many times, I never get bored."

The girl opened her arms, jogged at small steps, then jumped down from the hill, floated slowly in the wind, and floated side by side with the ghost lady in the air.

"There are indeed some unsatisfactory things in life, there are many difficult and painful things, but this does not prevent me from having these beautiful dreams."

"It is these beautiful things waiting for me in front of me that I am willing to endure and work hard to survive these difficult years."

"Take one step, take another step, and the road will be opened up."

Yixue Gelin looked at the silver-haired girl and asked, "Has Lorraine ever been confused and difficult?"

"Yes, it lasted for a long time. The whole person is like a mouse underground, inferior and small, for fear of being seen."

"It can't be seen at all. If Lorland is a mouse, it is also that kind of fat and cute hamster." Yixue Gelin's mood gradually became more cheerful and relaxed.

After releasing the knot and gradually letting go, Yixue Gelin no longer entangled the strange past in the memory too much. The two flew freely in the sky, touring the forest and mountains under the moonlight, until the warm sun came from the east again. rising.

The warm sunshine fell on the world, and the flying two finally landed on the edge of a quiet lake, just outside the ice flame hive.

"Then, let's start here first."

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Three days later, with the help of Lorrain Hill, the ice bristle flower that had originally grown on the hill was moved to the edge of the lake.

The lake in the deep mountains is clear and cold~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The crystal transparent coffin slowly falls from the surface of the lake, and then slowly sinks to the bottom of the lake.

The water was rippling, and the sleeping girl was in peace. The two on the lake looked at the coffin in the lake, floated slowly, and fell back to the shore.

"Just put it underwater?" Lorrain Hill asked.

"Well, so every time I see it, it's like looking in a mirror."

"The me in the mirror has fallen asleep, and here I have to take a warning, no longer blindly obey other people's words, but live my own life."

"Is there anything you want to do now?"

"Yes, I want to make the ice-flowers bloom and create a garden that I love." The ghost girl said so, her illusory body showing its true beauty in the sun.

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