People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

Wu Li, the explorer who pioneered the convention.

It seemed that there was only Fu Ling in his eyes, and for a moment he even ignored Ling An who was standing beside him.

He rushed forward with his broken body, grabbed Fu Ling's hand, and said excitedly: "Fu Ling, I found it!"

His eyes were full of excitement, as if he had discovered some incredible treasure.

Fu Ling looked at Wu Li without any joy in his eyes. He just looked at his face and body silently and whispered, "Wuli, you are injured again."

So Ling An knew that they were a couple.

"It's okay, as long as it can suppress your illness, these are nothing!" Wu Li shook his head, not caring about his injuries at all.

At this moment, his eyes finally caught a glimpse of Ling An beside him.

"Patrol Captain Ling'an? Why are you here?" Wu Li asked in surprise.

"Now that I've found you, I have to report the good news to the client. I didn't expect you to run away by yourself." Ling An shook his head and smelled the sour smell of love.

"Hehe." Wu Li scratched his head and said to Fu Ling, "It's cold outside, you should go back to your room and rest, and don't walk around."

Then, without waiting for Fu Ling to refuse, he sent her into the room.

In the courtyard of the hotel, only he and Ling An were left staring at each other quietly.

"Patrol Captain Ling An, I know I broke the rules, and I've heard of your reputation. Since you found this place, I want to talk to you." Wu Li put away the gentleness he had just shown towards Fu Ling and said seriously.

Ling An nodded and said calmly: "Go ahead."

Wu Li leaned against the railing, and finally a hint of fatigue appeared in his eyes: "Fu Ling is a landscape painter. We met because of work and traveled to many places together."

"Explorer and landscape painter, a very good combination." Ling An affirmed.

"Yes." Wu Li looked up at the sky, his face full of vicissitudes. "But half a year ago, Fu Ling fell seriously ill and it became increasingly difficult for him to move. As you can see, we can no longer go on adventures and sketch together... I turned down my work and visited famous doctors in the territory of Long, but to no avail."

"So you set your sights on the secret method of immortality in Chengxiao Mountain?"

"That's right. I heard there is a secret place of immortality in Chengxiao Mountain. It is said that time there is eternally stagnant. I want to take Fu Ling to live there. Her illness will not recur and we can be together forever!"

Wu Li clenched his fists, it seemed that he had paid a lot for Fu Ling.

"But you are not from Jinzhou, so how do you know the legend of Chengxiao Mountain? Who told you?" Ling An went straight to the point.

"I'm sorry, Captain Ling An, I can't tell you. I will die if I tell you." Wu Li was full of apologies, but his tone revealed determination.

Ling An waved his hand indifferently: "Forget it, I know it even if you don't say it. We are just old friends."

Hearing this, Wu Li was stunned.

He suddenly felt that he had underestimated the wisdom of this Ling An patrol officer.

But what Ling An said next hit him straight to the heart.

"Do you think, if there really is a secret realm of immortality, Fu Ling would be willing to live there with you?" Ling An looked at him and said.

Wu Li was confused for a moment.

He and Fu Ling met because of work, and no one knew better than him how much they loved their jobs.

When they were in love, they made a contract with each other to travel together to every corner of Lulong and even Solaris.

Ever since Fu Ling became seriously ill and could hardly walk, she has never painted again and rarely smiled.

Wu Li clenched his fists and growled in a low voice: "I don't know, but I... don't want her to die!"

"Seeing you getting hurt again and again and searching everywhere, I don't think Fu Ling would be happy either." Ling An sighed.

Fu Ling's behavior was very obvious, but Wu Li, who was trapped in his stubbornness, found it difficult to notice.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, I am only in this mountain.

At this moment, Wu Li suddenly turned around, looked at Ling An and said, "Patrol Officer Ling An, have you ever loved someone?"

"Me?" Ling An paused.

He didn't want to think too much, but a figure flashed through his mind.

Without waiting for Ling An to answer, Wu Li continued, "Yes, I understand what you mean. I also know that I am paranoid, but as a man, how can I watch the person I love the most die!"

His voice is not loud, but it is very penetrating.

He pounded his fist on the railing, as if resenting his own incompetence.

"Fu Ling loves sketching and appreciating the scenery. Every time I go out on an adventure with her, she smiles. I can't help but feel happy when I see her sitting quietly in front of the easel, but she... hasn't picked up a paintbrush for a long time."

"I want to see her face, her smile, her paintings again. I don't want to lose her, Patrol Officer Ling An..."

Wu Li confided that this man, who was almost killed by the broken elephants but didn't even let out a cry, was actually sobbing softly at this moment.

"At first, I wanted Fu Ling to stay at home while I went out to look for medical treatment and medicine. During that time, I traveled to many places in Longlong, and recorded many scenery with my terminal along the way. Fu Ling's favorite scenery in the past, but now I can't remember it clearly."

"and after?"

"Every time I go home, I try to put on a smile and share the scenery I took along the way with Fu Ling, but... she never smiles."

When Wu Li said this, Ling An couldn't help but sigh: "How can I laugh?"

Yeah, how could I laugh?

The feelings between the two were real. Fu Ling felt worried when she saw Wu Li injured, but the illness created a barrier between them.

For a moment, Ling An seemed to understand this man a little.

He looked at Wu Li and whispered, "I once heard a story. Now that I think about it, it's very similar to your situation."

Wu Li said silently: "You can say whatever you want."

"Once upon a time, there was a man whose wife loved traveling. But she had been bedridden since she fell seriously ill and could not be cured. The man missed his wife so much that he traveled all over the country, determined to record all the beautiful scenery in the world and bring it home to show his wife..."

"What happened next?" Wu Li listened quietly.

"Snow-capped mountains, grasslands, canyons, natural ravines... He traveled all over the world in a very short time and recorded many unique and beautiful scenes. He thought that his wife would definitely like them. Maybe after seeing them, she would become stronger."

"It seems he loves his wife, too."

"Yes, the man finally returned home and played all the beautiful scenes he had recorded for his wife over and over again. It was so beautiful that his wife was so moved that she couldn't help crying."

"He is very strong. What happened in the end?" Wu Li asked curiously.

Ling An looked at him and whispered, "In the end, the man's wife committed suicide."