People in Mond, arrogant sun, not hated

Both mortals and gods showed puzzled eyes in puzzlement.

What is this-

The god stretched out his hand forward, as if trying to catch the fleeting light.

But she suddenly froze.

What the outstretched hand feels is the cold touch that is completely out of place in summer.

"This is--"

Teshima widened his eyes.

After understanding what it was, his body trembled unceasingly, and tears gushed from the corners of the old man's eyes uncontrollably.

This is......

"【Snow】."

For the third time, everyone looked at the sky again.

Looking at the white snowflakes that swept across the city, he showed mixed feelings.

Doubt.

Puzzled.

There is trepidation.

After experiencing sudden disasters, they have a considerable sense of fear for such unexpected things.

Until a voice slowly spread throughout the city from the air.

"This is a special firework prepared by the General, a summer miracle, and only one night of white snow."

"People, let's celebrate!"

But at this time, the General just stared blankly at Elmes who was holding a microphone and shouting loudly, with a bewildered expression on his face.

Ying helplessly rubbed her temples, even though she was one of the preparers, she still stretched out her hand to the snowy sky with joy.

Intoxicated colors appeared in the eyes.

Because the scene in front of me is really beautiful.

The original awe-inspiring and silent city became more empty under the reflection of white snow, and the original blackness that could not be smoothed out was finally covered with snow white.

It's really beautiful...

And in the same way, the relieved people also felt the joy as a rebound.

Rice wife does not snow.

For the vast majority of people, that may be the only time in their life that they see "Xue Ling.

The white that swept across the sky, the color that even the darkness couldn't resist, was the only thing they saw.

People laughed, celebrated, sang and danced, and then slowly...all the smiles calmed down.

It seems to be covered by this snow.

The joy of festivals is superficial.

And any glamorous thing is to cover up the opposite pain.

Elmes looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and said softly as if talking to himself.

"Sure enough, no snow is more suitable for burying things from the past."

He turned his head.

He stretched out his hand to Ying.

"Forget it, give me the "that one, it's time to take back the last foreshadowing."

Ying nodded, and suddenly a bracelet-sized ring appeared in her hand, and she casually threw it towards the open space.

The nano-metal stretches and expands, and in a matter of seconds, a gigantic musical instrument the Teyvats have never seen before appears in this world.

And Yae Shenzi threw a magic weapon that can amplify the sound, and stood by to wait and see.

Only Lord Shenming is still in a daze.

what?

What are you doing?

I don't know?

Am I the only one who doesn't know?

She suddenly felt isolated and lonely.

And casually using rock elements to create a chair of suitable height, Elmes sat down skillfully.

Then he opened his hands several times in a row to observe and familiarize himself with the keys and some situations of the piano.

Haven't played for a long time... hope the effect is not too bad.

Originally, I thought that no piano would be invented in this world, but I didn't expect to be able to press it with my hands again under so many coincidences.

Elmes clicked his tongue.

Recalling some past events, the mood is somewhat complicated.

At this moment, a hand gently pressed his right hand.

A familiar voice came from my ear.

"Don't be impetuous when you play the piano

He subconsciously turned his head and found that there was no past figure beside him.

And that hand was nothing but a phantom of summer.

He was silent for a few seconds, then clicked his tongue suddenly.

"Huh~~ I really don't want to enter the state in this way."

He lowered his head and muttered softly.

But when those violet pupils bloomed again.

The fingers pressed down heavily without any hesitation.

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(The song suggestion is Inuyasha BGM: Missing Through Time and Space; Samurai Soul is also fine)

There is a gap in the communication between human beings.

Different regions produce different cultures, different cultures produce different languages, and even the oldest body language may evolve into various forms.

In the case of completely ignorant of other people's language, the other party's fluent speech is actually no different from ghost screams to the other party.

But only one way.

No matter what kind of language it is, it can convey your heart and express your emotions in an emotional way.

That is [Music].

Even if it is a song that is completely incomprehensible, you can vaguely understand and feel the emotion, just like overtaking a car on a curve, surpassing all restrictions and directly reaching the heart.

In this silent night.

A song resounding throughout the country is echoing quietly.

That's a song I've never heard before.

There are no words, only tunes.

Obviously enough to resound throughout the country, but it makes people feel quiet.

Obviously the tune is not sad, but it can make people feel lonely.

Like the mirror in the water, the moon under the sea, an illusory and ethereal feeling gushes out from the bottom of my heart like a growing plant, constantly stimulating another emotion in my heart.

【miss】

It was an ethereal song I had never heard before.

When the music sounds, a little bit of comfort seems to penetrate time and space, and the people and things that I miss have already appeared in front of me.

Then, almost unconsciously, in this deep night, tears suddenly flowed down the faces of the people who were laughing happily.

Who cried first.

It is the group of homesick travelers and businessmen of the Chamber of Commerce;

Families and friends of soldiers who died in battle;

Or someone who has lost something important in the past;

How can I tell the difference?

The joy of the summer festival is a dream floating on the surface, but it only slightly distances oneself from the sadness that is chasing behind, and after the dream is over, cruel things will always catch up.

What people need now is not to run away with laughter, but to have a good cry.

This world is cruel, growing up means losing, wanting to get means losing, wanting to move forward also means losing.

To get what you don't have, you have to give what you have.

Use [past] to exchange [present].

Use [present] to exchange [future].

This is something that everyone has experienced under the rules of time.

However, loss is often accompanied by pain, and gain is not always joyful.

What is gained may be lost in the future, but what is lost can never be found.

So all that's left is to keep going until you reach the end of your life.

This is how the world is.

No matter how painful it is, no matter how many things are lost, as long as there are other cherished things and motivations, people must continue to move forward.

Set aside the pain of the past coldly and far away.

Still, even such a brutal advance still affords the right to say goodbye.

And those painful memories of the past are like spring mud turned into ashes, and sometimes they will bring new vitality to the present self.

Outside the Shenli Mansion, a hand was stretched out to catch a falling snowflake.

The long snow-white hair was loosened gently.

Tears in the corners of his eyes slowly slid down to the floor.

Kanli Ayaka subconsciously gently grasped the corner of her brother's clothes.

On this unique night, Princess Egret's voice showed a weakness that had not been seen in several years.

"Brother, I miss my father and mother a little bit."

The white-haired young man just raised his head high, as if he didn't want to let the tears fall.

After a long sigh.

he said softly.

"--me too."

Outside, the housekeeping officer leaning against the wall turned his head to look in Mond's direction, and took out a yellowed photo from his pocket. The figure of his father in the photo had been blurred in his memory.

"Huh~ What a good song."

After the evaluation, he also immersed himself in his heart on this rare night.

On Haidi Island, the ashes of the gods, which weigh dozens of tons, were collected by Coral Palace Xinhai and scattered in the sea around Haidi Island, just like the last protection that the gods themselves expected.

Behind her, all the priestesses and people clasped their palms together.

He bowed deeply to the god who had protected him with his life for thousands of years.

Made the last ceremony and farewell.