I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

In the summer when there is no rain, snow crystals fall to the ground without making any sound.

The silver-haired boy stepped over and crushed the extremely tiny heterochromatic crystals.

This is an unconscious action.The snowflakes did not fall from among the accumulated clouds, but seemed to be born out of thin air, which was also a vision he created unintentionally.

Not aware of it, or in other words, even if he is at this time, he will not know these details.

Because, the young man couldn't pay attention to it for a while.

"..."

"... Tsk."

An extremely erratic whisper seemed to leak from his mouth.

The boy stopped unconsciously again.The fragment of the stone slab he held tightly in his hand was like a sharp thorn, which had penetrated deeply into the palm of his hand as early as the beginning.

An eye-catching red color was faintly revealed between the fingers, and the blood that caused the severe pain running through the palm gathered at the fingertips, but when it fell off quietly, it solidified into red ice and snow.

The truth about Luoxue is exactly that.

Eric was oblivious to almost everything that happened to him and around him.

He no longer remembers how he picked up the fragments of the slate and walked out of the museum. He couldn't even find out what happened after seeing the characters written on the fragments.

'What is this', 'What is the content of the stone inscription', 'Why do I feel unprecedented pain and palpitations'...

why.

why--

Questions that appeared without warning came one after another, evoking a wave of restlessness in him that he had never felt before.It made him have a splitting headache again, as if some kind of emotion and fragments were violently surging in his heart, and he was about to break out of the sea.

……

"That's why I said, no matter how many times I have experienced it."

"I absolutely—hate this feeling!"

The inexplicable anxiety that could not find a breakthrough seemed to be ignited suddenly, and turned into anger that was eager to vent.

And indeed vented.Although he restrained himself under the restraint that he could barely endure, the sky above the city was still covered by dark clouds for an instant, and then a torrential rain with a deep chill fell down in an instant.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The color of the streets and pavements became as gloomy as dark clouds. Pedestrians who were originally full of the streets suddenly encountered a heavy rain, and all dispersed in an uproar, hurriedly looking for shelter.

Soon, there was only one young man standing abruptly in the rainstorm.

'...The characters found on the stone slabs have not been thoroughly studied yet. '

'Experts gave the site a temporary name, using the only word whose meaning can be determined at present, and it is also the word that appears most frequently on the entire stone slab...'

--Pa.

It is such a simple word.

When he saw it, the boy whose figure was almost as cold as a statue spoke steadily, and asked the person behind him...

What are you asking?

He forgot.

No, it is because there is no meaning at all, so there is no impression.

At that time, no matter what was asked and what was answered, the result was the same.

Others couldn't tell what was written on the remains of the stone slab, but Eric could understand it.

In his current memory, it should be the first time he saw this kind of writing—but he could easily recognize it.

As if long ago, the memory of this kind of text was deeply engraved in my mind.

Incredibly clear.

——Anyone can forget, but you can't.

The door that was sealed in the deepest part was finally opened.

——This is the thing you should remember the most.

The reason for the unprecedented turbulent shock was not just that the lost memories showed signs of being recovered again, but more because of...

——There is no right to forget, because, you...

"That's the past that 'I' can't let go of."

In the heavy rain, the only being that still had color suddenly opened its eyes, and the golden light leaking out of it was enough to break through layers of confusion, and flashed a bright color that could not be erased by any means.

"...Is that so?"

It seemed a little ridiculous, but the boy actually laughed out loud.

The corners of his mouth curled up silently, showing no warmth at all, but a coldness that keenly sees through some kind of truth after playing tricks.

The heavy rain drenched his whole body, especially his silver hair.

"Hey! That kid, why are you still standing there..."

A passer-by who was hiding at the entrance of the building saw him in the rain, out of surprise and intolerance, he called out, wanting him to come over to shelter from the rain.

However, before the words fell, passers-by showed expressions like they had bumped into a ghost.

In the rain, at some point, the strange boy disappeared.

*****

"Brother is here? Well, it's a little later than I thought. I guess you didn't see the coordinate message I sent to the president later. But it doesn't matter, as long as you come."

When we met again, the man named Kim Fulishi was still in the dust.

He showed his usual bright smile on his gritty face, as if to say that seeing Eric made his mood very bright.

"You sent a message... Forget it, anyway, I found this place myself, as long as my goal is achieved."

Eric didn't say a word about how hard it was for him to find the gold because he was not good at finding people and finding his way.

However, Jin could see that the real situation encountered by the young man was not as easy as he said lightly.

His complexion wasn't particularly ugly, but judging from the faint shadows under his eyes, he was definitely in a bad mood these two days, and even the ends of his hair were a little curly.

It is reasonable to speculate that he probably made a few rounds without a clue in the extremely rare situation where he couldn't calm down at all, and then he regained his sanity before dying of exhaustion, and barely touched the little girl who was still in the desert. Kim here-

Out of empathy, Jin felt that it would be better not to ask more questions.

"I'll take you there, it's not far from here." The man stood up, omitting the explanation of his intention, and he got to the point very straightforwardly.

It has to be said that such time-saving progress made Eric quite satisfied.

His complexion that faintly made people feel that he was too white was a little relaxed, and he skipped the nonsense very tacitly: "Okay."

So, Jin put down the things he was busy with before Eric came, walked out of the cave where he was hiding, roughly found a direction, and went straight there without hesitation.

Then before he took a few steps, he was mentioned by the already impatient teenager, speeding up the past.

Jin swaying in the howling wind (groaning): "Well, that's fine."

While pointing in the direction quite comfortably, he said, "I discovered that place before I landed on the ruins where Sister Artoria is."

"I didn't go deep at that time, I just walked around the periphery, found something and left... The last time we met was too hasty, I forgot to tell you about it, it shouldn't be too late to make up for it now."

"It's still a ruins buried under the sand. The reason why I didn't go in at that time, you will know later."

Jin Zheng said: "On the outermost side of the ruins, which should be the gate of the city, I found a broken stone slab. That stone slab is, to be precise, a stele. If I guess correctly, there are only half of the text left on it... "

"I know."

"Ok?"

"I know what that is."

Eric cut off Jin's narration with a slightly cold voice, but this was not his intention.

Still the same cold, seemingly disapproving tone.

Before reaching the final destination, the boy's golden pupils seemed to be covered by a thin layer of ice, and only a sharp light that could pierce the heart pierced from the deepest part.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence to Kim.

——This is the damned epitaph that belongs to the 'me' of the past.

As long as this answer is in his heart, it is enough.