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

Persistent birds will eventually meet each other.

After the fog dissipated, Yuanniaoze finally regained its former glory.

Two bird-like remnants are entangled and intertwined, their graceful bodies dancing in the air.

September quietly took back his terminal.

He originally wanted to absorb the frequency of the dead bird-shaped remnant through the terminal, and then show it in a similar way to the sound of corpses to comfort the wailing bird.

But now, it is no longer needed.

Although he still didn't understand what he had done to Ling An.

But it was obvious that the other party's move had far exceeded his expectations.

Unlike a mere afterimage that possessed great power, Ling An's ability had leapt to another level.

A level he couldn't understand.

Jiu Yue silently looked up at the sky and said with emotion: "I guess the Yuanniao Marsh must have looked like this many years ago."

The two remaining bird images are full of affection, and anyone can see that this is not imitation in the academic sense.

A strong feeling brewed between them.

Some emotions do not need to be studied in a laboratory, or to be piled up and analyzed with dense data.

You can understand it at a glance.

"It's love." Ling An said.

The frequency of the dead bird-shaped afterimage has not completely dissipated, or it has been swallowed up by other afterimages.

Instead, it wanders in this swamp for years.

Ai Shengying tried again and again to revive her by consuming his own life.

It knows it's futile.

How can dead things be revived?

But she still lingered.

Looking forward to a hope, looking forward to saying final farewell to the sad bird.

Tell it to give up.

It is this persistence that allows Ling An to bring her back to life.

Reshape the power of frequency through the sound of the bell.

"Huh? It's raining. When?" Jiu Yue stretched out her hand and asked in confusion.

"Yeah, it's raining."

Countless tiny raindrops flowed back toward the sky.

"Rain flowing back? How could it be!" Jiu Yue was extremely shocked.

Ling An took a step and walked towards the center, whispering: "Don't worry, it's just a harmless drizzle."

As soon as the words were spoken, a beam of light shone through the gloomy sea of ​​sky.

The sunshine of hope shines in.

A colorful rainbow bridge spanning the entire Yuanniao Lake stands tall in the sky.

The mournful bird and its mate fly together, circling the rainbow, showing off their graceful figures.

They flew across the swamp and swept across the entire area of ​​the Bird Swamp.

They are announcing a return and venting their longing.

A longing that lasted for several years.

In the village of Yuanniaoze, a child pointed to the sky and said in surprise: "Grandpa, big birds, two big birds are back!"

The old man looked up at the sky for a long time without saying a word.

"Grandpa, the big birds have come back. Do you think grandma will be able to fly back like a bird someday?"

"Yes, I will for sure." The old man looked at his grandson with tears in his eyes and said, "Have you learned what I taught you just now?"

"Yes!"

The child took a leaf out of his pocket, put it to his mouth and blew it softly.

A melodious sound floated into the wind.

"Grandpa, can they hear me like this?"

"Silly boy, of course one can't hear it."

In the village, more and more people looked up and looked at this scene that they had not seen for many years.

In the sky, two birds flew together, and streaks of light and feathers fell.

On the ground, vocals echoed in harmony and waves of melodious music filled the air.

In the village, many people picked leaves and put them to their lips to play.

Among them were old people, couples and children, just like what another group of people in this village did many years ago.

The leisurely scenes of the past reappear in Yuanniao Lake.

Fog, thunderstorms, mud...

Little by little, being wiped out from this world.

Time seems to speed up, tender grass sprouts, green leaves unfold buds.

Something returned to the Marsh of Blasting Birds in a very short time.

The vitality that had been suppressed by the silent cries suddenly reappeared.

The bird, which had been left alone to mourn, can finally fly freely in the sky.

"The former Niaoze has finally returned." Jiu Yue murmured to herself, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"If she knew, she would be very happy."

Everyone has regrets in their heart.

The cry of grief is like this, and so is September.

He remembered it clearly, or rather, he couldn't help but remember it clearly.

Ahui has left this world ten months and thirteen days ago.

As researchers, both of them have devoted their entire lives to research.

The initial encounter began with research.

The final farewell, and finally the research.

"It would be great if Hui could come back like this... Even at the end, we couldn't say goodbye properly..."

"Her name is Ah Hui?"

Ling An turned around and looked at Jiu Yue with flashing eyes.

"Yes, Hui."

"It seems that you like her very much."

"Of course! Ah Hui is my most beloved wife! But... during that field research, she left forever, and I didn't even get to see her..."

"It would be nice if we could say goodbye properly..."

There is an unstoppable loneliness hidden in September's voice.

There are too many regrets in this world.

The reason why regret is called regret is that at some point, you lost her.

At this moment, you know there will be no more chances.

No matter what you do or how hard you try, you can't catch up with the past.

Regret is such a thing.

"Maybe she also left something to say to you." Ling An looked at Jiu Yue and spoke in a low voice.

"Yeah, I hope so, but after that I looked through all the information Hui left behind, but found nothing. She is just like that, she only wants to focus on data."

"No, what I mean is that she does have something to say to you." Ling An waved his hand lightly, and a ghost suddenly appeared.

When he was collecting the frequencies of his deceased eagle owl companion, he discovered an extremely strong frequency, which could not be called an obsession.

Ai Sheng Ying can use his Raging Tide-level strength to recreate the ghost of his dead partner, so of course Ling An can do it too.

Even simpler.

Looking at the ghost that suddenly appeared in front of him, Jiu Yue was stunned for a moment.

"Ah Hui...?"

He was trembling all over and a complicated expression appeared on his face.

Regret? Pain? Relief? Worry.

But in the next moment, all of this turned into joy.

He smiled, straightened his white coat, and smoothed his messy hair with his hands to make it look more tidied.

"She can't see." Ling An said.

Jiu Yue shook her head and said softly, "Ah Hui often says that I look good when I smile! She likes me most when I am neat and tidy, she says it makes me look energetic!"

He walked towards the ghost, and when he came in front of it, the smile he had been forcing on finally collapsed.

Tears fell from the man's eyes.

The ghost that Ling An summoned was just Ah Hui's obsession before her death.

No thoughts, no communication, and no way to resurrect.

I only repeat the simplest words.

"Ahui..." Jiu Yue sobbed.

The ghost seemed to have predicted September's current appearance a long time ago.

A low voice came from inside:

"Yueyue, you look so listless, can you please smile?"