The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"Unless, someone will record all of this, engrave all the memories and all the reincarnations."

Xia picked up the Wanhua Mirror from Lianhua's palm.

"This Wanhua mirror has the ability to record dreams and memories... Unfortunately, the ability is too weak, and it is far from the specifications of the magic weapon."

"So, you need to sign a contract with me to become a member of the White Night Pavilion, and this Wanhua Mirror will also improve your spiritual status in an extraordinary way."

"It will become an artifact, Wanhua Mirror, with the ability to travel through myriad worlds, record the world's knowledge, and record dreams."

"You cherish this person so much...you are the witness to record his reincarnation, record his experience, and record his journey."

"It's bound to be a long process."

"This may be an endless trial."

"You'll get burned out, you'll get tired, you'll get numb, you'll be so disappointed, you'll want to give up."

"Because what you see will be endless pain and suffering, and in the end even the pain will no longer be pain."

"If at that time, you can't hold on any longer and choose to give up your obligations, then the contract signed between you and me will be broken, the White Night Hall will no longer be open to you, and the Wanhua Mirror will be destroyed. All memories vanish in an instant."

Xia stared at Lianhua: "Do you understand?"

What she said are not exaggerations, they are all facts, all are the future, and all are destiny.

Lianhua looked at Wanhua Mirror, and she asked: "Is it meaningful for him to collect these memories? Doing this... will we be able to meet again?"

Xia nodded lightly: "Not necessarily, but there is a possibility... During the process of collecting memories, you can't tell him about the first encounter. You can't say a word, and you will be noticed if you say it."

The heroine of the White Night Pavilion raised her finger to her lips: "This is a coincidence brought about by chance, but it is also an inevitable result. This is a miracle created by you, and it is also a glimmer of life."

"You are very lucky, you came to the White Night Pavilion, but you didn't come alone, he also came here."

"His body is here but his soul is not, so he is both here and not here."

"He won't remember, but he did come to the White Night Hall... This fact is enough to hide from God's eyes."

"If he arrives at Hakoniwa through normal means, no matter how many times, he will never find the White Night Pavilion, and it is impossible for him to see us."

"But..." Xia turned the subject, spread her palms, and slowly spun the Wanhua Mirror in her hand, the light scattered: "If one day he finally notices you, the memory in the Wanhua Mirror, and this first memory , he will be able to see this picture through the traces engraved in the Wanhua Mirror, and find the coordinates leading to the White Night Hall..."

"At that time...you and him can come to this White Night Pavilion again."

"I'll be here waiting for your arrival."

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ps: After finishing writing, I let out a long sigh of relief. Finally...all the foreshadowing is over. Unexpectedly, I finally realized this idea.

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The red butterfly drifted away, and Su Bai fell from a trance. He seemed to be thrown up to a height of [-] meters, and then fell into the endless deep sea.

Consciousness has shuttled through many layers of memories and dreams, spanning a long time and countless time and space.

He opened his eyes... He came to a sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and heard the sound of sea water surging, red butterflies floating in the air, souls shuttled among the flowers, and finally disappeared in the distant sea tide.

"here is?"

"This is the Sea of ​​Dreams, and it is also the true form of the Wanhua Mirror. The memories and dreams it collects have long been piled up into an endless sea. Only those who have reached the deepest level can come here."

Whispers came from not far from the flowers, and the girl strolled over. Lianhua combed her black hair at the temples, dressed in a kimono, and stood quietly among the flowers.

She is holding a fox's mask in her hand, which is slanted on the side of her forehead, adding a touch of mystery and coquettishness to her temperament.

Su Bai looked at Lianhua and opened his mouth. For a while, memories flooded his mind, and he didn't know what to say. The complicated mood was not enough to describe the feelings at this time. He could calmly face all the problems in samsara. The debt he owed, but when facing this young girl, everything he said was powerless.

She waited for her [-] reincarnations.

Su Bai's reincarnation is a journey of loneliness and despair. Only he himself understands how much pain he has experienced. Originally, he thought he was lonely, but who knew that there was such a person not far from this lonely reincarnation. A lone observer?

In this long cycle of tens of thousands of times, the observer and the observed are the same. They keep a distance from each other, but share each other's loneliness, and suffer the same torture and pain. Everything is gone. It is worth telling in words... Emotions, memories, and the past are all deposited and accumulated in this sea of ​​dreams in the Wanhua mirror.

"Don't you want to say something?" Lianhua stood between the sea of ​​flowers, five steps away.

"I don't know what to say." Su Bai explained: "It's not that there is nothing to say, but that I don't know what to say."

"Anything is fine." Lianhua stared into his eyes: "Speak, I'll listen."

"... Hug..." Su Bai wanted to say sorry, to say sorry for making her wait so long.

But a red butterfly rested on his nose, fluttering its wings, making him swallow the next word.

Through the red transparent wings, he saw the gleam in Lianhua's emerald eyes. She took a deep breath, and her flat bust of only seventy-five centimeters also rose and fell. She said in a calm voice : "I'll give you another chance to reorganize your speech."

Only then did Su Bai remember that she once said 'don't say sorry, never say sorry'.

What she wants is not an apology, who can say that in an apology, but she shouldn't say that to her, because sorry is a hurtful word...

He was not at fault, and she did not regret the waiting, even though the process was painful, the result was sweet, isn't that enough?

Su Bai let go of the hand he was holding, and his tense spirit relaxed a little, because the feelings of guilt and sadness should be left behind, and being touched is a temporary mood. He should not accept this kind of apology, but should embrace the joy of reunion .

So he said: "I kept you waiting, Lianhua... Thank you for waiting for me for so long."

Lianhua stood on the spot for a long time, she turned sideways, even turned her head, and said, "Say it again."