I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Zain was stunned when he heard this, then he closed his eyes and smiled.

"Well... I'm so happy."

Flillian looked at Zain across with a smile in her eyes.

The background music played tinkling instruments, and the snow on the winter night seemed to knock on people's hearts at this moment.

It makes people feel relaxed and beautiful.

[Suddenly I found that Fufu is more and more like Xinmeier. ]

[All the things he saw and heard about him during the journey after Xinmeier's death are relics he gave her. ]

'Bang—' Zain opened the wooden door and walked to the steps of the wine house.

He looked into the distance.

"We must become heroes like the brave Xinmeier who will never be forgotten." He remembered what his best friend, the gorilla, said in front of the statue when he was a child.

Thinking of finding his best friend and embarking on this path, it was Fulillian who gave him the opportunity.

"I'm talking to you now, Zain." Fulillian said to him firmly at the door of the village church.

Thinking of Fulillian.

Zain thought of what Bishop Haita had said:

"So I chose to believe her."

Thinking of what the stubborn grandmother had said under the stone statue in the village.

"The gorilla often mentioned you."

"She said she wanted to be a hero with you who will go down in history forever."

In Zain's memory.

The gorilla stretched out his hand and invited him.

The priest brother slapped him.

On the roof, Fulilian touched his head in the sunset.

The journey with Hugh Tark, Fren, and Fulilian.

At the beginning, the gorilla pulled him to the village to take pictures.

Finally, Zain stood in the tavern and thought about what he had experienced over the years.

Zain's eyes became more determined.

He had sorted out what he really wanted to pursue.

【This may be the real redemption. 】

【It indirectly shows that he has made up his mind. 】

【Zain: I'm famous, so it seems okay to let the gorilla come to me? 】

The camera moves up, and the snow in the night sky no longer howls.

The next day,

The sky is blue, and the snow has stopped.

"I still decided to chase the gorilla." Zain's voice sounded.

"I don't want to regret it anymore."

At the entrance of the village, at the intersection of the bridge.

Zain faced Philen and the other two and told them his decision.

He was going to find the gorilla.

"I understand." Fulilian looked up, and she understood Zain's thoughts.

Hearing this.

"Then take care of yourself." Zain said, turned around and walked in another direction.

Looking at Zain's back.

"Goodbye." Fulilian said goodbye.

Zain turned his head and heard Fulilian's words and said, "Goodbye."

[Parting is always painful. ]

[Are you separated now? I quite like what Zain said. ]

[May you meet the most important person to you one day. ]

[Chasing the gorilla. 】

Seeing that Zain had already set out on the road to find the gorilla.

Fulilian turned around and walked onto the bridge.

Hugh Tark and Philen followed, at this time.

"What a dull parting." Hugh Tark caught up and complained to Fulilian.

Hearing this, Fulilian smiled and said, "Unlike you two, Zain is an adult."

"He will definitely be successful."

In the distance.

Zain was walking on a small path with snow on it, and he could vaguely see three people passing by the bridge behind him.

'Tap-tap--' Zain's footsteps on the snow.

He looked down at his footsteps and smiled.

Thinking of the scenes of playing and fighting with Fulilian, Hugh Tark and Philen on the journey.

Zain was walking alone on the path, leaving only his footprints on the snow.

"A journey alone is so quiet." Zain seemed a little uncomfortable. He couldn't help but sigh when he heard the sound of only his own footsteps on the road.

【Ah, my eyes are about to curl up. 】

【It turns out that Zain was thinking that there were people chattering on the road before, but now there is no sound of a person. 】

【"Why are you so straightforward when you say goodbye? Because if you cry, you will be embarrassed to meet next time." 】

【Gorilla Warrior, do you feel lonely when you travel alone? 】

【Yes, Zain, he has spent ten years on the journey quietly like this. 】

【Every time I see Ping Jing parting, I feel very uncomfortable. 】

On the judges' seat.

Yu Hua couldn't help but say, "It turns out that a person's journey is so quiet. I can hear from this sentence that Zain is still reluctant to leave."

Mo Yan nodded, "Yes."

"We have been traveling together for several months, so we must be unaccustomed to it."

"Flilian is the opportunity for him to embark on the journey. Along the way, he met a stubborn mother-in-law, heard the words of his best friend, and various things gave Zain the opportunity to pursue a good life."To be honest, I feel that Zain should be thanking Fulilian." Yu Hua turned around and held his chin with both hands, "You are right." Just like Fulilian, she is also thanking Xin Meier. Story King Zheng Yuanjie continued: "Do you feel that Fulilian gives people a sense of wisdom?" Mo Yan nodded, "Yes, there is a taste of the brave Xin Meier." "Full of wisdom, the perspective of looking at things has changed from indifference, ignorance, and misunderstanding at the beginning to the current transparency." Zheng Yuanjie nodded, "Yes, Fulilian gives people a sense of transparency." "She wants to understand humans, and has learned to infer what kind of help others may need based on her own feelings. This time, Zain's matter gave her inspiration. "

At this time, the background music was long.

Everyone looked at the screen.

The white peaks were covered with thick snow.

The subtitles appeared.

--29 years after the death of the brave Xin Meier, the northern countries, the peaks of Orfen.

The string music was melodious, with enthusiasm and hope.

"Hmm~hum~~" Hugh Tark hummed a song.

Holding a basket in one hand, a fish in the other hand, and an axe on his back, he left a row of footprints on the snow.

'Crunch--' There was a rustling sound when stepping on the snow.

'Ah!'

After walking for a while, Hugh Tark's eyes widened.

"Huh?" He found that two people were still lying on the white blanket in the cave.

Flillian was wrapped in a white blanket and huddled up.

Fellen was also wrapped in a blanket, leaning against the wall of the cave.

"It's strange, he hasn't woken up yet. "

Xiutark was surprised. He had already caught a fish and picked a lot of mushrooms. But these two people were still not awake?

What's going on?

[Vocal scared me to death. I thought Fufu was all white and naked...]

Xiutark looked at Ferren and could see her breathing.

"She has been traveling recently. She must be tired."

Seeing that Ferren was still resting, Xiuutark bent down and lit the stove.

Soon.

A pot of fragrant mushroom stew was ready.

'Gurgle gurgle——' Bubbles were coming out of the pot.

[Such a gentle Xiubao~]