When was the last time you cried?

Shireen couldn't remember.

In some respects, she is indeed a timid person, unwilling to socialize with others and unwilling to accept separation.

But Shirin is actually a very strong person in terms of will.

Except for crying when her parents died, she had not experienced the feeling of crying for a long, long time.

Her mental resistance is very strong.

During these two hundred years of loneliness, she resisted alone, choosing to blend in with loneliness and immerse herself in the ocean of knowledge.

Is elven blood the reason why Shireen can enter the legend smoothly?

Could it be that elves are like dragons, that everyone can become a legend as long as they age?

No.

If this is the case, then the elves who can reproduce more than the giant dragons will be the overlord of the world, and there will be nothing wrong with others.

For elves, the threshold for legend is also very high.

Shireen's ability to become a legend is certainly due to the elves' talent in magic and the blessing of age, but more importantly is her own hard work.

For 99% of creatures, the road to legend is extremely difficult.

Talent and hard work are indispensable.

The boring experiments and suffocating loneliness did not break down her inner defense line, but turned into a solid barrier to protect her inner softness.

Protecting the vulnerability that cannot be told to others.

And just now, the barrier that had been solidified for nearly three hundred years finally shattered.

But it wasn't the unbearable pain and sadness that struck her down.

But another emotion.

When it approached, it was calm and calm, as if nothing had happened, and it looked harmless to humans and animals.

But when you really react, it has completely occupied your heart and spread to every corner.

The gentlest knife also hurts the most when it cuts someone.

And this feeling, some people call it the most twisted curse.

But more people call it...

like.

"I forgive you, so can you forgive me?"

"I am willing to go through the next long time with you."

"Elf? Little things like that don't matter."

"Because it's you, I love you."

"…………"

…

"Thank you."

"I love you."

The tears couldn't stop.

Shirin didn't want to cry. Now was obviously a time when she should be happy, and tears shouldn't be the main theme of this memory.

But, unfortunately, she couldn't control it at all.

The more I think about restraint, the more my tears burst.

no……

Can't cry anymore.

Pat.

Ning Feng hugged Xilin and sat on the bed. He no longer said those sweet words. He just patted her back gently and stroked her back gently.

In Xilin's ear, Ning Feng whispered:

"It's okay, you can cry."

Looking ahead, Ning Feng seemed to have seen in a trance the experience of a little girl walking alone for two hundred years.

Gain, lose again, gain again, lose again...

After being hurt again, she chose to hide herself.

"It's no longer necessary to hide it."

Whether it's a secret or your heart, you no longer need to hide it.

"I'll always be there."

Once again, I saw a woman's tears, but Xilin's situation was different from Jiang Wan's, and she couldn't let it out in a destructive way.

Xilin's character is not as decisive as Jiang Wan. She lacks the courage to love and hate, and is a bit indecisive.

But this is not a shortcoming of character, it is just a kind of character, and it is not good or bad.

The loneliness and grievance had long been deeply rooted in her soul, and she couldn't get it right at once.

The malignant sores are pulled out and the pus and blood are squeezed out, but scars will still be left in the end.

What Ning Feng has to do is to gently pull it out without hurting other parts, and then silently fill it with emotion.

That emotion is love.

tears.

vent.

Cry until your body starts to shake.

In Ning Feng's arms, Shilin vented the emotions that had been stored in her chest for hundreds of years.

Her pain, her loneliness, her regret...

"If I, if I, were as strong as I am now!"

Does it mean that your loved ones don’t have to leave you?

if……

Shilin hugged Ning Feng so hard that she had no time to control her strength as she lost control of her emotions.

Click.

The joints in Ning Feng's body interlocked under the squeeze, making a scene that made people feel sour.

Fortunately, Ning Feng was no longer an ordinary person who had no power to resist, and he resisted this hug of love without changing his expression.

I feel a little pain, but I can bear it.

As time passed, the sobbing sounds gradually subsided, and finally turned into slight snoring.

Shireen is tired.

After crying bitterly, her mind went blank and she was in a trance.

Then there's the fatigue.

After crying bitterly, she realized that she was so tired that she didn't even want to lift a finger.

And just before Xilin spoke, she was gently placed on the bed by Ning Feng.

The tears on the face were wiped, the coat was gently untied and taken off, and the body was gently covered with a quilt.

"Be good, go to sleep."

Gently kissing Xilin's forehead, Ning Feng mobilized the succubus' ability to let her enter the dreamland smoothly.

Shilin wanted to resist, but she still chose to obey under Ning Feng's comfort.

Slowly enter the long-awaited dreamland.

Watching Xilin gradually fall asleep, Ning Feng sat down by the bed and held her hand.

"Go to sleep, I will accompany you in your dreams."

But just when Ning Feng was about to wait silently until Xilin woke up, Xilin let go of his hand.

"...Go find her."

Jiang Wan is waiting for you too...

Ning Feng's eyes moved slightly, and he held Shilin's hand in silence for a moment.

"Um."
To be continued...