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

"I think..." Chaomei sat up straight and said seriously:

"Rather than thinking about the memory issue, the most likely scenario is that if I really leave again for some reason, you will all become a pile of dry bones when I come next time."

Hearing this, Ling An frowned slightly: "I smell the breath of longevity theory."

He spread his hands and said, "But it's a pity. Although I don't know how long I can live, it seems that my life span is far beyond the limit."

Suddenly, Chao Mei stretched out a finger and placed it on Ling An's forehead: "This is where you are far superior to humans."

After a brief pause, she added, "One."

She smiled and said, "Perhaps in some sense, I am also a monster. After all, I have never heard of a Resonator with such a long lifespan. But I can assure you..."

"What's the guarantee?"

"If there really comes a day like that, even if I forget everyone else, I will never forget you."

Under the night sky, the dim lights went out and Chengxiao Mountain also entered a dream.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Ling An caught a glimpse of Chao Mei hurrying out.

He thought about it and thought that as an eyewitness to a major event like the mirage, Chaomei would definitely report it together with Changli, so he didn't care.

But soon, a message came from his terminal.

Looking at the name displayed in the terminal, Ling An was stunned.

Long separation?

What is she doing to herself?

Could it be that he wanted to learn from him how to please fashionable girls?

This time, Chang Li did not act as cryptically as before. Instead, he directly gave the coordinates of the meeting point.

The familiar place was still the pavilion where the circular ruins were located when we met last time.

When Ling An arrived at the agreed pavilion, a tall figure was already standing by the railing, looking at the snowy scenery of Hong Town in deep thought.

Ling An suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

It seems that you people in this state like to meet in a pavilion.

The same goes for Yinlin and Changli.

He coughed lightly and stepped forward.

"You're here." Chang Li didn't move, but just glanced sideways.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Ling An went straight to the point.

Chang Li only took a glance and then retracted his gaze, continuing to look down the mountain: "There is indeed residual time turbulence in the mirage. Although it is not fatal, if it still exists, it may have an impact. This time, the mirage has been opened up, and the last crisis of Chengxiao Mountain no longer exists, so I want to thank you."

"Thank me? I didn't contribute much to the final destruction of the mirage. You contributed the most. If you want to thank you, it should be the residents of Chengxiao Mountain who should thank you."

"No." Chang Li still looked down the mountain quietly. In a place where Ling An couldn't see, she pursed her lips slightly, revealing an elusive smile. "It's not such a grand theme. I just represent myself. Thank you."

"You?" Ling An was still puzzled. Although he had killed the Treading Light Beast with one gun at that time, in fact, according to the situation at that time, with the Lihuo possessed, the Treading Light Beast did not pose much threat to Chang Li.

He was just following the instructions. Since he had the spear in his hand, he might as well throw it away.

"fool."

Chang Li seemed a little annoyed. She was a tactful person to begin with, and when she met Ling An, who only understood straight talk, she felt powerless, like a scholar meeting a soldier.

She said in a serious tone: "It represents...short separation..."

When the word "short separation" came out of her mouth, Ling An was actually stunned for a moment.

His eyes flickered as he looked at Chang Li's back, but he couldn't see clearly what expression she had at the moment.

"How did you know that?" he inquired.

"I'm not too sure, but there is indeed an extra memory in my mind, a... very good memory." Chang Li said silently.

In fact, the moment Ling An stepped into the dark space and the moment she discovered the phantom of the little girl beside Ling An, she had already noticed something.

That was her past self. Even if it was just a blurry shadow, how could she not recognize her?

But what really made her certain was the moment when the Lihuo appeared.

The memory of a little girl named Tanli came into her mind.

Although it was only a fragment, and although it happened in her childhood, it was extremely real and can still be clearly seen when she recalls it now.

It actually happened and became part of her past memory.

The moment the hideous image that frightened her at the beginning appeared in her mind, she already understood the other party's identity.

It sounds strange, but it makes sense.

"It's good to be away from her for a short time." Ling An was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Yes, thank you for giving me a little hope in my sad childhood memories. Now that I think about it, it's quite interesting."

Except for the first glance at the beginning, Changli has not looked back until now.

In fact, she was a little overwhelmed.

She is a tactful person, which can be seen from the letter she left when they first met in the pavilion.

She didn't like being too straightforward.

But when the memory in the mirage intruded on her, the short-lived and straightforward childhood memories made her speechless.

Perhaps it was because too much time had passed that she herself had forgotten how much she had longed to have a mountain to lean on.

But as time goes by, she no longer needs to be relied upon, and she has become the mountain that the people of this state rely on.

Changli hesitated, and all he saw was the snow-capped mountain eaves.

At this moment, she suddenly heard Ling An's voice behind her:

"I'm very happy, thank you too."

At this moment, Ling An inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

He couldn't explain the reasons, he just knew that the memories in the mirage, that lovely short separation, existed not only in his memory.

This feeling is very good.

Many times, emotions are really a very strange phenomenon.

A thing, an important person, when you are the only one in the world who remembers her, an inexplicable feeling of sourness and reluctance will bubble up.

You will feel that such an important existence, such a cute little guy, someone with whom you have a bond, will only exist in your own memory forever.

She used to be a smiling, strong, and living person, but she just disappeared forever.

Forever, how far is it?

Ling An couldn't put it into words, he only knew it was a very long time.

He once heard a saying that one can never step into the same river twice.

A mirage is just such a river.

That's just the kind of person he is.

That little girl, who had walked a path with me, should not be forgotten, nor should she be buried forever in that collapsed mirage.

When I finally recalled it, I realized that I was the only one who knew it.

This feeling is strangely sad.

But now, there is someone else who remembers with him.

That's good.