Each handsome man has his own merits, and the blackened wizard accepts them all

It's still a hazy spring rainy day

Jiang Xiaoli carried the still sleeping black water in the bamboo basket, held the umbrella that Andil left for her last time, and walked alone towards the stone statue courtyard of the Beast God.

Jiang Xiaoli has never had anyone around her these days, and she deliberately arranged the two brothers Xiaofeng and Mingke to go out and build a satellite city.

The orcs around were bustling about, and when they saw their wizard, they showed respect on their faces and greeted them enthusiastically.

Jiang Xiaoli was very gentle along the way and did not show any other complicated emotions.

But everything has a trace.

Soon, Jiang Xiaoli was standing in front of the blue-black stone statue of the mythical beast.

There was no one around, but Jiang Xiaoli looked up at the stone statue without any hesitation as usual.

The raindrops hit the umbrella above his head with a pattering sound, like a farewell song being sung in Jiang Xiaoli's ears.

Jiang Xiaoli was a little hesitant, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Finally, she summoned her mind and gently called out with her red lips:

"Mr. Andil..."

As if sensing something, the divine seal between Jiang Xiaoli's brows flashed and felt slightly hot.

With the naked eye, it was visible that fog was rising again around Jiang Xiaoli, and the rain was getting heavier, as if it was done intentionally to conceal his presence.

After a long time, a tall man in a suit and tie appeared in the fog and walked towards us leisurely.

Jiang Xiaoli lowered his head and fiddled with the black water. This guy had been sleeping and hardly woke up.

Until a pair of men's leather shoes appeared in Jiang Xiaoli's sight.

She just looked up and happened to meet Andil's gentle gaze.

"Long time no see, Miss Xiaoli. You seem to be in a much better mood."

mood?

Jiang Xiaoli chuckled. Indeed, compared to the last time she met Andil, her mood was much better now.

But... she was still in a bad mood.

Because in her opinion, if she had not traveled to another world, she would not have to experience some of the inseparable emotions.

"Mr. Andil, I think you know why I'm here."

Andil looked at the little snake in Jiang Xiaoli's basket. Just now, the snake opened its eyes and spit out its tongue at him with malicious intent.

But he didn't take it to heart, and just asked Jiang Xiaoli lightly: "Well. Are you sure you want to leave?"

"..."

Jiang Xiaoli hesitated again, but reason finally prevailed over emotion.

"determine."

Andil chuckled: “It seems that I have no reason to refuse.

Miss Xiaoli saved so many orcs and transformed their living environment.

It’s really astonishing that it took less than a year.”

Jiang Xiaoli didn't say anything, but thought to himself: It's good that you know it.

A large hand with distinct joints was spread out in front of Jiang Xiaoli.

"Miss Xiaoli, please hold my hand and I will take you home."

"Then...thank you."

Jiang Xiaoli stretched out his white left hand, which was held in his palm.

Andil stood on Jiang Xiaoli's left and led her forward. Their figures gradually disappeared into the mist.

Jiang Xiaoli walked into an unknown space tunnel. The colorful surroundings came into his eyes, but there was also an invisible sense of oppression that made Jiang Xiaoli feel a little breathless.

The next second, Andil held Jiang Xiaoli's hand tightly and had to close the distance between them.

In an instant, a faint white light from Andil's body enveloped Jiang Xiaoli, and she felt much better.

"Thank you, Mr. Andil."

Jiang Xiaoli knew that this was Andil's credit, and the divine seal between her eyebrows gave her feedback.

"Miss Xiaoli, before you came to this world, you made a wish. I happened to hear it. Do you still remember?"

Andil's gentle and magnetic voice rang in my ears, like a feather falling on the lake, causing ripples.

Jiang Xiaoli frowned and tried hard to recall, but could not remember anything.

She seemed to have lost some important memory, which made her increasingly uneasy.

"I think you should recall it."

. . .

The smell of disinfectant filled the entire pure white ward. Jiang Xiaoli was lying on the side of the bed in a hospital gown.

His eye sockets were red and swollen, his eyes were empty, and he stared at the white clouds outside the window without any emotion.

She recalled the scene when her parents died in a car accident. The pain in her brain made her not know what she had done, and her body was covered with minor scars.

She was sent to the hospital in the morning, and a man outside the ward was anxiously waiting for the doctor's answer.

"Doctor, what's wrong with her?"

The doctor rolled his eyes and said, “PTSD is what we often call post-traumatic stress syndrome.

I guess Miss Jiang always forgets that her parents died in a car accident.

But every time he discovers the truth, he will have an emotional breakdown and do some unconscious behavior.

After the emotions are released, I will fall into the current state. "

The man looked through the glass outside the door at the lifeless person in the house, his distress evident in his words:

"This... What should I do?"

Doctor: "We will prescribe some sleeping pills for her. But my suggestion is that someone should accompany her more to make her happier.

The most important thing is, if possible, to temporarily shield her from things that make her sad.

After some time, maybe she can slowly accept it."

The man nodded silently, with calculation in his eyes: "I understand, thank you doctor."

"Squeak..."

The door of Jiang Xiaoli's ward was pushed open by the man just now.

"Xiao Li."

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Xiaoli turned around and looked at her childhood sweetheart Qingjue, but her eyes were still empty and lifeless.

"Are you sleepy, Xiaoli? Let's take some medicine and rest, okay?"

Jiang Xiaoli nodded slightly, drank the medicine under Qingyu's coaxing, and fell asleep.

Jiang Xiaoli's phone was unlocked by him, and Qingyu began to deal with some traces.

Jiang Xiaoli's mind was in a state of confusion as she slept. She began to pray for something:

“Is there a God in this world? If I can’t save my parents, can I save her poor spirit?

If forgetting is a beautiful thing, why can't she forget forever?"

. . .

!!!

Jiang Xiaoli has returned to her little home, and everything related to her parents has been put away in her room.

Andil still held her hand and spoke like a gentleman: "Miss Xiaoli, congratulations on returning to your original world."

But Jiang Xiaoli's face was already covered with tears. She smiled bitterly: "So, everything is my own problem?"

Andil took out a fine velvet handkerchief from his bosom and wiped her tears, constantly comforting her:

"Miss Xiaoli, just think of this as a dream. People have to grow up eventually. No one can always be with you.

If you live a good life, your parents will be relieved, right? "

"Have a good sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Andil gently touched Jiang Xiaoli's forehead with one hand, and she fell on the bed involuntarily and fell asleep.

Everything was like a dream, all the haze was swept away, and she slept soundly.

At this time, there was only one person and one snake in the room, confronting each other silently.

After returning to the modern era, Heishui became completely sober and stared at Andil with his tongue sticking out.

Blackwater: Have we met before?

Andil: I guess I have seen her... But you were really persistent in following her.

Black Water: ...Who am I?

Andil smiled and didn't answer. He just gave him an unfathomable look and disappeared on the spot.