"Well, that's good."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

No matter what, the demon ghost and Jiujiu saw each other.

This is good.

...

"What's wrong?"

Sensing the strangeness in Master Xiao's tone, Su Xun's smile faded slightly, "Did... something happen?"

Xiao Xiao did not answer, but turned and looked in the direction of the lake.

Although Su Xun was puzzled, he didn't rush to ask, and looked in the direction of Master Xiao's gaze.

The next second, he was stunned.

A... little bird floating in the air.

Why do you say that?

Because the bird's wings were closed at its sides and not spread out.

I don't know if he is ignorant, but before this, he never knew that he could fly in the air in such a posture.

This posture...is more like this little bird being held by someone.

Being... held by someone?

Su Xun was stunned.

Then he reacted, "Is that Jiu Jiu?"

"Is the ghost holding it now?"

"Um."

Xiao Xiao nodded.

"That little bird..."

Even from a distance, he could see the bird's embarrassment and weakness.

"it……"

"You won't live long."

Xiao Xiao's voice was very soft and indifferent.

"It's a little late after all."

If the ghosts and ghosts could come to him for help on the same day that Jiu Jiu disappeared, or even a day in advance, maybe Jiu Jiu wouldn't...

He didn't think about it any further.

There are no ifs in everything.

We cannot turn back time.

…

"Yeah……"

Su Xun's face showed a bit of gloom.

He didn't say anything anymore, just like Master Xiao, he quietly looked at the birds by the lake.

He could only see the birds by the lake.

He couldn't see the monster in Master Xiao's eyes.

I don’t know what the monster’s expression is at this time.

He couldn't imagine the sad expression on the monster's face.

Rather, he had always felt that monsters would not feel sadness.

Monsters...are they really sad?

…

The sprite ghost came to the lake with Jiujiu in his arms.

It sat on the ground with its legs crossed.

"Wawa~wa~wa~"

Tweet, look, lake.

The little bird opened its eyes with difficulty.

My vision is still blurry.

But it could vaguely see the sparkling waves.

Like stars shining before its eyes.

very beautiful.

It knows.

He has been to this lake countless times.

What it likes most is watching the sun set on the lake.

All the gloom fades away.

The world is sparkling.

…

There was a trace of smile in the little bird's eyes.

The stars were shining brightly before my eyes.

It wants to look longer.

However, it felt a little powerless.

So tired.

It's going to sleep.

…

"Wawa~"

As if he noticed something, the quiet ghost suddenly said, "Wawa~wa~wawa..."

The little bird tilted its head.

So noisy.

It's a bit disgusting.

The smile in his eyes was a little deeper.

very nice.

It is not a bird that dies alone.

There is also such an ugly iron clip on the foot.

…

The little bird raised its head with difficulty.

It tried hard to keep its eyes open.

The blur in front of her eyes didn't bother her too much.

What does it matter?

Anyway, it remembers this guy's appearance clearly.

This guy had previously disliked how dusty and ugly it was.

Now in its eyes, this guy is also gray.

But it's much uglier than that.

"Wawa~wawa~wa..."

The screams in my ears kept coming.

The bird felt as if these calls were getting further and further away from it.

It slowly closed its eyes.

Even though it is getting dark, summer evenings are still warm.

It's really warm.

The little bird thought.

…

"Wawa~wa~"

The ghost's voice became softer.

But soon, its voice sounded again.
To be continued...