Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

Why?

But why is he still suffering from wear and tear?

It's not reasonable, it's not fair.

Could it be that it is not possible to meet an old friend?

Wouldn't it be okay to meet again? Would it hurt him to say "Hello, friend"?

She just wants to have another drink with her friends, is this also a luxury?

Wendy didn't know.

She bit her lip.

"He's gone here."

Boss Diluc stared at the girl in front of him in surprise, and asked, "Didn't he tell you?"

that bastard.

that bastard.

Why didn't he tell himself earlier?

Wendy followed Di Luke's map and walked along the cold path of the Whispering Forest. The steep evening wind blew her past, and hundreds of millions of leaves made a rustling sound, as if they were crying.

She saw the castle of the Fools, thick creepers and ultramarine moss clinging to the cold walls, the gates were wide open, the silence was terrible, the sun had faded away, and only scattered and mixed candlelight remained.

Many soldiers fell to the ground with wounds of wind elements on their bodies.

Wendy was happy but confused, she was happy that she didn't find Qing Ye's blood, and the breath of the zither in the sky still remained here.

He should have won, for despite his recklessness and audacity, he managed to wrest the harp from the Fools.

But while Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, she felt confused again.

Since he took the violin of the sky, he should have returned to Mond.

Where is Kiyono now?

Wendy couldn't find where Kiyono had gone.

She asks Feng, who may have news for Wendy.

The night is already deep.

Wendy stood on tiptoe, took off her hat, and exposed her ears. She listened carefully to the sound of the wind. The wind was noisy and restless, whispering. The evening wind in the forest carried many things and rustled, but Wendy She couldn't hear anything, she couldn't hear anything.

The boy is not here.

Qingye Fengyin did things very carefully, he purposely erased his own footprints, deliberately erased his own traces, of course, Youfeng still recorded his smell, but it was all blurry.

She wandered aimlessly among the jungles, aimlessly listening to the traces of the wind.

Obviously today is only the first reunion, and they have only reunited for one day, compared to 500 years, one day is so short.

unfair.

Why do we have to leave after just seeing each other for the first time?

Wendy doesn't like it.

Time passed slowly, the night began to fade, the sky was slightly white, the sun gradually came out, and the light purple sky was dyed layer by layer, and Wendy finally heard the wind.

That's a song.

The warm spring breeze carried the boy's singing voice, the clear tone was light and pure, and with that singing voice, the whole day was awakened by the wind.

【The distant wind touches my heart】

【Singing rustling my miss for you】

...

A rainy night at Fruit Wine Lake.

In the past, Wendy had also heard it many times, and the boy named Rustan had sung it many times.

She followed the direction of the singing, her speed was getting faster and faster, but slowly, her footsteps slowed down, getting slower and slower, and in the end, it almost stopped.

But the time of a song is not long, and the life of a song is also very short. Before Wendy arrived, the song stopped, and the spring breeze also stopped.

Only the silence of the mountain was left.

After the wind stopped.

Only silence remained.

There is only silence.

The wind is dead.Spring is his funeral.

The boy was lying in the most sunny place. He was leaning on a reef, looking at the blue sea. There seemed to be a peaceful smile on his mouth. He held the piano of the sky in his arms, and the strings vibrated gently. , but no one plays it anymore.

The boy's chest was empty, but he was still smiling, as if he had just fallen asleep.

The zither of the sky, the boy once promised that if it was on him, he would definitely find it for him.

He did keep his promise, he did find the zither, but Wendy was not happy.

The wind stopped.

"why?"

Wendy said.

She stared at the boy under the sun and said softly, "It's not fair."

The sun is so beautiful. Not long ago, Wendy was very happy, because spring is coming and the sea of ​​flowers is in full bloom, but now the sea of ​​flowers is still in full bloom, but the people watching the flowers are gone. The wind has stopped before spring comes .

this is not fair.

Late again.

I seem to be late for everything.

It was late thousands of years ago, it was late 500 years ago, and it is late now.

Wendy hung her head.

She hasn't told him her real name yet, and they've only just met again.

I am not even qualified to mourn for him. To him, I am just a stranger I just met, just an insignificant existence, just a passer-by in life, even if he is going to die, he will not remember himself.

Maybe, they shouldn't meet again, maybe, Qingye Fengyin was killed by herself.

It was wear and tear that devoured him, and he knew he was going to die soon, so he wanted to go alone to retrieve the harp of the sky.

【meet again】

The voice was familiar yet unfamiliar, and it sounded from the depths of my heart.

【He left a letter for you】

"What?" Wendy said.

[Before he died, he recalled everything]

【He remembered your past】

[When singing that song, before he died, he wrote you a letter, look at the beach in front of him]

【Wind God of Mond】

【That girl, she misses you very much】

Wendy lowered her head following Human Reason's command.

The sand at Mond Beach is soft and fluffy.

At the foot of Qingye Fengyin, there is a broken branch. The young man must have written the letter with it, and he drew stroke after stroke on the sand. While writing the letter, he hummed a song, tainted by the morning light. Shining on his face, he smiled gently, as if recalling many, many interesting things.

This letter is actually not long, just as short as this song.

【Yo Hoo ~ Wind】

【I haven't seen you in almost 3000 years】

【hello】

It's her tone of voice.

She is always so lively, smiling and smiling all day long. When Wendy met her for the first time, she also had such a brisk tone, waving to herself 'Hey, friend! '

The city-state of Dekarapian was oppressive and gloomy, and the lead-colored sky could not see the sun, but the girl always smiled like this, standing on tiptoe, her emerald eyes were clean and clear.

[Wow, you turned into me...so shameful...I said it all, it was an accident! 】

"Idiot." Wendy said, she lowered her head, her voice was low, her shoulders trembled slightly, "Idiot."

The orange sunlight covered her body, and after a while, she slowly said:

"Because I'm afraid I'll forget you."

【Feng, hello】

【Thank you, wind】

[I am an incompetent friend, I forgot your name, sorry]

【Sorry, I'm very useless, sorry】

【sorry】

【Thank you, even if I forgot you, you still found me】

【Thanks

Thank you】

"Fool."

Wendy said softly, she pursed her lips, and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything, her heart was blank, her language was almost exhausted, she could only murmur

"Fool."

【Thank you, wind】

When I write this, the handwriting on the beach is very blurry, and the force is very light. It can be seen that when I write this, the song has already been sung halfway, and the boy is about to leave.

[You have kept our agreement, Mond City is really beautiful, the golden waves of wheat, the sea dyed by summer, the blue sky and white clouds, the people are free and happy, the city-state you created is so beautiful, thank you for letting me To see such a beautiful scenery, I was very scared at that time, I was afraid that my memory would be nothingness, thank you for realizing my dream】

【You really became a bird, you really flew to the sky, as your friend, I am deeply proud of you】

"I want..." Wendy felt moist liquid in her emerald eyes, and her nails were deeply clenched into her palm. "I want to go see it with you."

"This is our dream." She trembled.

[I want to protect this country, this beautiful country is worth my death]

The bright golden morning light was cut into pieces by the waves, the lazy windmills creaked, the smoke rose from the distant fishing village, and the fishing people sang fisherman's songs. Qingye Fengyin just watched the beautiful scenery and left. of.

[Rustan thought so when he died.Qingye Fengyin also thought so.I have always thought so]

【So Feng, you don't have to worry about it, I left happily and happily】

[I once said something like this, don’t care where the wind goes, the mountain wind or the valley wind, as long as the wind has existed, it is the wind’s honor, and now I also give this sentence to you]

Wendy looked down.

The writing on the sand became more and more blurred.

[This song is about to finish, did you hear this song just now?If you can hear it, then I am very happy]

[Twarin is here too, it's by my side, watching me, hahaha, long time no see, old friend, don't go crazy anymore]

This letter has come to an end.

【Wind, goodbye】

【Thank you for finding me】

【Thank you for the gift you gave me】