Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 222 Easy to be cold

However, life is not always smooth and worry-free. Those elders whom Lin Huan once admired were like the bright stars that never went out in the long night, supporting the vast sky of Liyue. But the life of mortals is ultimately limited, and time mercilessly pushes them towards the end of their lives.

This is something that must be experienced as time goes by while watching over the fireworks of the world... She cannot avoid it, and she is unwilling to turn around and escape. Whenever the news of the death of an elder comes, no matter where Lin Huan is, she will rush back to Liyue as quickly as possible to pay her respects. At that time, she is like a silent watcher, standing quietly among the crowd, silently mourning for the departed soul. There is no excessive sadness in her eyes, but instead deep respect and nostalgia.

Sometimes, Lin Huan would go back to her old job and accompany the head of the Wangsheng Hall, Hu Xingzhi, to participate in the funeral ceremony as a ceremonial attendant. In that solemn atmosphere, she deeply realized the solemnity and sacredness of life. Looking at the solemn expressions on the faces of the people around her, she knew that the departure of every life was a warning to the living, reminding everyone to cherish the present and everyone around them.

As time slowly flows, Lin Huan witnesses the reincarnation of one life after another. She begins to understand the meaning of life more deeply, and no longer falls into excessive sorrow due to separation. She knows that life is like a grand journey, and everyone has their own starting point and end point. These principles were taught to her by Mr. Hu Jing, the old head of Wangsheng Hall in his early years.

However, time did not give her a chance to breathe, but became more and more urgent. Lin Huan was somewhat embarrassed by all these changes, and the time she stayed in the human world gradually decreased. She mostly lived in seclusion in the fairyland of Jueyunjian or on the top floor of Wangshu Inn. The calmness of the past seemed so fragile and powerless under the relentless urging of time.

And those gentle people, her family, relatives and friends... they seemed to have noticed this, and tacitly, gradually reduced the number of intersections and the time they spent together. As if they had made an appointment, everyone chose to silently protect each other in this way. Lin Huan understood that they were telling her in their own way that there was no need to worry or force it. In this long time, they were not alone.

This gentle accommodation filled Lin Huan's heart with warmth. Every corner of Liyue Harbor holds memories of her. The laughter, warm hugs, late-night conversations, and tears of parting have all become the most precious treasures in her heart. Although many things have changed over the years, Lin Huan has always held on to the unchanging emotions deep in her heart. She knows that everything she does is not just to cherish the past, but also to cherish the present and the future.

However, every time when the night was quiet, Lin Huan's heart would always be filled with ripples. Those past days replayed in her mind like a movie, with laughter, tears, and unforgettable farewells. She knew that every farewell was for a better encounter, but that didn't mean she could easily face the loss. Whenever she stood on the hill outside Liyue Harbor and looked at the familiar land, a complex emotion would surge in her heart - both a vision for the future and a nostalgia for the past.

As time passed, Lin Huan gradually realized that the meaning of life is not just about pursuing immortality or eternal glory, but more importantly, how to live out one's own value in a limited time. She began to cherish the people around her more, and every gathering became particularly precious. She knew that even the most ordinary days were moments worth cherishing. Whenever she saw the children of Liyue playing carefree, or the elderly sitting at the doorstep to bask in the sun, a warm current would surge in her heart, which was the love and gratitude for life.

However, the inner peace could not cover up the loneliness that came occasionally. Sometimes, when she sat alone in the small house outside Jueyunjian, the silence around her seemed to swallow up all the sounds. At such moments, she would involuntarily think of those who had left, and their smiles and words. Lin Huan knew that this loneliness was not because there was no one to accompany her, but because of the deep nostalgia for the past. She realized that everyone might have such a moment in their life, when the beauty of the past and the loneliness of reality are intertwined, making people feel happy and a little melancholy.

Yeah, I’m just a little melancholy…that’s all.