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Chapter 48 Tenderness
After eating and drinking, Si Linyue turned to look at him again, only to find that he was also looking at her, seemingly for a long time.

The dead leaves fell silently. In the hazy late night, Qi Lin was just as hazy. At this moment, she seemed to be unable to understand him.

In a daze, Si Linyue suddenly felt that as a child, she had once sat in a deserted place, looking at the war-torn world, waiting for someone to save her and her family.

When she was very young, she was picked up by her master and had a high fever. She subconsciously forgot many sufferings.

Who was the person she was waiting for at that time? Was it Master? Why did she feel that she had really forgotten many things, but she was so sensitive that she felt that it was not Master?
She sighed. She really couldn't remember. She could only look down at her palm. There were complicated lines on it. Many confused people always tried to find out the laws of fate, past and future.

This is the fear of the unknown as a human being, grasping at straws and giving ourselves a hope for the future.

And now, she really hoped to see something from it.

"Qilin, have you ever felt like this? At a certain moment, you suddenly feel confused and scared. You are afraid of dying, afraid of forgetting, afraid that there will never be a trace of yourself in this world, and afraid that you will disappear in it after thousands of years."

Si Linyue tried to describe her confusion, but her voice became softer and softer as she spoke, because she suddenly felt that this question was too pretentious for an immortal cultivator. Human beings are not as pretentious as her in just a hundred years of life.

Before he could answer, Si Linyue shook his head and denied his question.

"After I came to this end of the world, my Taoist heart has become weak. If the master knew about it, he would probably beat me."

Just when Si Linyue was thinking about how to brush off this pretentious question, he suddenly spoke.

"Why do you feel pretentious?"

ah? Si Linyue looked at him confused.

"Why do you think this question is pretentious?"

"I just feel like I'm not satisfied after living for hundreds of years."

"There are many people in the world who are worse off than me. Having an immortal relationship is a gift from God, the best gift."

"Ordinary people don't complain, so why am I being pretentious?"

Qi Lin: "It's okay to be afraid of others, it's okay for ordinary people to be afraid, but you can't be afraid?"

He tilted his head and looked at me very seriously.

"I have lived many years longer than you. If it is worth the experience or pain compared to you, it would be unfair for you not to complain."

Qi Lin continued: "No one is afraid of dissipating. There is always one. I thought this was smart, but fear will not disappear."

But the fear will not disappear... Si Linyue listened to these words carefully.

When he said this, his expression was very calm, as if he had been in pain because he could not survive for a long time.

In the long years, because of the expectations of others, these people have been entrusted with more pain and separation of life and death.

And they are the kind of people who regard the pain of others as their own pain, so too much suffering falls on their shoulders, and they demand that they must shoulder it.

So, what has Qilin experienced in the past?

Looking at Si Linyue's probing expression, Qi Lin raised his eyebrows: "Does your expression mean you want to hear a story?"

Si Linyue shook her head subconsciously. After all, there will always be painful or profound memories in hundreds of years. Mentioning them again will undoubtedly reveal the scars, not to mention that they are not willing to inquire about other people's pasts.

Qi Lin smiled arrogantly: "I won't tell you even if you want to hear it."

Si Linyue stuck out his tongue: "Who is too lazy to listen to you!" But Si Linyue calmed down and said dullly: "Then I want to spit out some garbage words and some hypocritical things. Are you willing to listen?"

Qi Lin paused, then lazily leaned his back on the chair: "Why else do you think I'm sitting here? It's dirty and cold here."

Si Linyue twitched her lips: "I thought you came to accompany me out of conscience."

Qi Lin chuckled: "No, I came to see you having fun."

After he finished speaking, he also laughed, with a hint of the high-spirited starlight in his smile that he had seen on the first day when he was far away in the world of cultivation.

Si Linyue seized the opportunity and never let go: "Then I will say it."

"I thought I would be very strong. I came to a place where birds don't poop. People here will soon become interstellar delicacies. It is impossible to practice here. There is a lot of suffering here. I thought I could be the same as before. With a wave of my sword, Help those who are in need.”

"But now I suddenly realized that the front seemed to be blocked by huge rocks one after another. It was really difficult for me to walk."

"I can't just watch everyone die, and I don't have the ability to save everyone."

"Even... they left so quietly, I didn't even have the skills to save them."

Si Linyue was very uncomfortable now, and her heart felt like it was going to explode. This feeling of wanting to do something but not being able to do it made her want to explode out of frustration.

Qi Lin didn't release her immediately. He just remained silent, then suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand towards Si Linyue.

Si Linyue hesitated for a moment, then put her hand into his.

The warm touch, whether it was her palm or his body, and the light fragrance exuded, calmed her irritable heart a lot.

Qi Lin pulled her into the air, and the shattered Qingdao Port appeared in front of her eyes. It was no longer a town with gorgeous lights, and it was no longer a street with people coming and going.

Even though it was already early in the morning, many whimpering sounds could still be heard in the wind. They were people who had gone through life and death and could not let go of the departure of their lovers, relatives, and friends.

It is always like this when a person passes away. At first, he is just stunned, and then in the short time, he is surrounded by dense suffocation and sadness, omnipresent.

Especially when I dream back at midnight, my emotions are hard to express.

Si Linyue thought of many past events. Maybe Wang Sha's death was too unexpected, or maybe she was too desperate in this apocalyptic world, and her eyes were red.

Qi Lin still had no comfort, and he took her to swim in the air, looking at the Qingdao Port where some lights were on, some were not, some were destroyed, and some were not.

"Look, there's still half hope here." Qi Lin stopped over the place where they temporarily lived, where the lights were the most dense.

Some people are exercising, some are intensifying their cultivation, and some are fast asleep, but they dare not turn off the lights.

"If someone hadn't been willing to persevere, there would have been no hope here." Qi Lin's voice was gentle, and he calmly stretched out his fingers, and stroked away the tear from her cheek with his fragrant fingers.

"Si Linyue, you are the hope of half hope."

"It is today and it will be in the future."

"And I will always be with you."

Si Linyue looked at Qi Lin, who was so close, with blurred eyes. The wind whistled in her ears, and such a gentle voice completely soothed her uneasiness.

　Cherish this gentle old man. The crazy old man in the future will not be like this~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)