[Spirited Away] River of Time

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Bailong's eyes darkened, and he didn't even have time to feel the pain, so he fell limply into Qianxun's arms.Since he recovered his name, Granny Tang can no longer dominate him arbitrarily, and has always held a grudge.Just when Bailong was protecting Qianxun, Granny Tang took the opportunity to murder him.

Chihiro shouted her name in panic, but the white dragons couldn't hear her.Accompanied by Bailong's consciousness sinking slowly, there is only a scent of summer flowers.

——Why do you feel like you are sinking?

... Amber River obviously no longer exists.

In the severe injury that was almost fatal, Bailong actually heard the sound of gurgling water, accompanied by the girl's gentle and ethereal voice, as if it came from the depths of distant time and space.Her lips opened and closed: "Your name is... I have seen Amber Lord..."

Chihiro found his name back, and he was very happy, at the same time, a faint sadness floated in his heart like lightning.There is no more Amber River in the world, he has been abandoned by mankind long ago.

Thoughts drifted down like withered leaves, Bailong gradually lost his sense of time in the darkness, as if every moment in the past, he was lying quietly in the Amber River, cruising along the water.

In the mist, a piece of summer petals fell on the river.Bailong saw a girl playing on the shore.She accidentally left her shoes behind.My heart was shaken—isn't that four-year-old Chihiro!

But she... she has already become a bright and beautiful girl.He had only kissed her on the lips not long ago.

The girl went into the water to pick it up, but accidentally drowned.Bailong knew that he was in a coma, but this panic was too real, exactly the same as the old time.He wanted to wake up from the nightmare, but he couldn't break free.

Rescuing the four-year-old Chihiro back to the river, Bailong stared at her childish face, extremely confused.Is this a dream, or is it real?

The four-year-old Chihiro didn't care, didn't look at him, just left him like this, cried "Dad" and "Mum" to the two people who rushed over, and threw herself into their arms.

Looking at the family of three embracing each other, Bai Long suddenly felt lonely.

"Don't leave me." He heard his own weak voice.The object of the confession seems to be Chihiro, and it seems not only Chihiro.Before he could make a clear distinction, Ogino and his wife dragged the little Chihiro away.

"Chihiro..."

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The train broke through the waves on the endless sea.

On the first day of the full moon, there is only a slight sound of waves in my ears, but Qianxun's heart is like a stormy sea.

At this moment, Chihiro's hands were around Bailong's head and neck.The young man leaned weakly on Chihiro's lap, lying on the bench in the carriage, his face was as pale as paper, his spotless hunting clothes were stained with blood, and his usually deep and gentle eyes were tightly closed.There is only a breath, and slightly trembling eyelashes, proving that he has a glimmer of life.

The faceless man stood aside helplessly, watching Chihiro with tears streaming down his face.It really wanted to bear all the pain for the white dragon.

——If it is the one that suffers, will Chihiro also cry for it?

Bailong's lips twitched suddenly, and Qianxun suddenly stopped crying.She hurriedly leaned over to get closer to the face in her arms.Distinguished carefully, it turned out to be——

"……do not leave Me."

However, it was obviously you who said to me first: "You can only go on alone."

Chihiro said, "I will never leave you."

Snow fell heavily outside the train, and a layer of whiteness lay on the sea.The carriage finally stopped in front of the marsh bottom station, Chihiro and the faceless man helped Bailong to the platform, his feet sank several feet deep in the snow.The cold was finally unbearable, Chihiro fell down in the snow with Bai Longshuang in his arms.The snowflakes flew up, and Qianxun's arms and knees were scratched, but she didn't realize it.

At this moment, Bailong slowly opened his eyes in the snow, and the girl's figure was reflected in the dark pupils.Chihiro was pleasantly surprised and wanted to ask him something, but found that his eyes were blank.

"Chihiro..." Three syllables escaped from his lips.

In the next second, the airflow curled up Qianxun's chestnut hair, and blood droplets scattered behind her, and a long white dragon appeared like lightning, carrying her and the faceless man in the air.

When he stopped in front of Granny Qian's hut, Long fell headlong into the snow.The boy's figure reappeared, and the blood stained the white snow under him red.He couldn't even breathe.

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"This kind of magic not only severely damages his body, but also makes him fall into a painful illusion. Granny Tang wants to torture him."

Granny Qian explained that her wrinkled face turned pale little by little.She didn't expect her twin sister to be so cruel.

"Natural God is actually very fragile - he may wake up, or he may disappear."

The faceless man handed her a cup of hot tea.Chihiro wanted to raise her hand, but her body was like a puppet with broken strings, her limbs seemed to be bent into strange angles.It happened so suddenly that she couldn't exert any strength, and she lay limply on the edge of the couch.

"Grandma Qian, what should I do?"

Granny Qian collapsed in the armchair, quietly watching Qianxun: "I can only believe."

The chilblains on my hands were bleeding, but I didn't feel any pain.The girl gritted her teeth and got up from the bed where Bailong was lying.

Grandma Qian's hut has not changed from ten years ago, as if time has stood still.There is a small tortoiseshell mirror on the wall, beside the textile table lined with balls of yarn, there are colorful rings on the peeling paint table.

"Chihiro, you've grown up." Granny Qian looked at her with a look of surprise, intolerance, and compassion.

Chihiro looked at the ashes-like white dragon on the sickbed, and forced back the tears that almost filled his eyes.She took off the purple hair tie at the back of her head.Long chestnut hair cascading down like a waterfall.The hair tie in her palm glowed slightly.

Maybe it was back to the original owner, the light of the purple hair ring became a little brighter, like a firefly.

Granny Qian took Qianxun's hand and closed it in the girl's palm.The old and the young stood there quietly, surrounded by the sound of waves. ?