C8 He Cried Again

After the call ended, the Fourth Ancestor's voice faded away. Ling Xueshi stood alone on the balcony. She had never felt this kind of calm before, never felt this kind of fear before. I'm the only one here, alone, and suddenly I feel so quiet, so quiet, so scared.

He naturally put the phone in his pocket and pulled up the pocket chain. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. The wind was still blowing her long hair, but it was still drizzling.

At this time, the school was in an uproar. The students had already finished their classes, so Ling Xueshi had never felt that the noise below her feet was so ear-piercing. She hated the sound, hated the silence, hated the loneliness. Hate it, hate it, hate it.

Ling Xueshi crouched down in pain, covering her ears with her hands and leaning against the wall. Tears were flowing out of her eyes, and she was crying loudly.

"Wuwuwu, wuwuwu."

A ray of light shone from the pitch-black horizon, but the sad Ling Xueshi didn't notice it.

A thin drizzle fell on her hair. It was cool. The arteries were pulsing, the veins were still, from the soles of his feet to the bottom of his body, inch by inch, his skin was numb and freezing.

It was so cold, so cold. She crossed her arms, and couldn't stop trembling. Her teeth couldn't stop beating. Am I weak? I don't know, I only know that right now I feel very uncomfortable, not just ordinary discomfort. My heart is really bitter, so bitter that it makes me sour, Ling Xueshi thought to herself.

Suddenly she felt so hateful, so hateful, that she stood up abruptly and pointed her finger at the sky. Her head was spinning, but she bit down on her teeth and said through her teeth, "Don't even think about it."

He spoke in a hateful tone, a few short words. He spoke of the unwillingness in his heart and the hatred in his heart.

"Rumble." A bolt of lightning, a clap of thunder.

When Ling Xueshi heard the sound, she chuckled softly and said, "Hur Hur!" Are you angry? Why are you angry? If you let a person suffer so much, what right do you have to be angry?

Tired, in pain, in pain, broken. She sat down on the cold ground and burst into tears.

What was going on with everything? What did I do wrong? He actually punished me like this.

His head felt very dizzy. It was already dark. Wasn't it very bright just now? Why is it dark?

BOOM! She fell to the ground, her eyelids suddenly heavy, forcing her to close her eyes.

The moment she closed her eyes, Ling Xueshi seemed to hear a burst of clamor, and her voice became clearer and clearer.

"Burn her to death, burn her to death, Witch, Witch …"

His head felt dizzy and his eyelids felt heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds. Even though he had consciousness, he was still unable to open his eyes. I felt cold in my body, but I didn't feel the wind blowing through my body. Am I still on the roof? I have disappeared for so long, didn't the teachers and students notice that I had disappeared? They know I like to stay on the roof!

If they found out and took me to the hospital, why was I so cold?

Filled with doubt, Ling Xueshi tried her best to open her eyes and transfer all her strength to her eyelids. Finally, her hard work paid off, and there was a slight gap in her tightly shut eyes.

Sure enough, I was still on the roof. It was already dark, and I was still here. I rubbed my aching head and slowly got up. It was so dark all around! Why is there a moon and no stars in the sky? Ling Xueshi asked doubtfully.

Recovering his consciousness, he slowly groped his way forward. After walking for a long time, the road was very flat and there were no obstructions. Furthermore, it was also very empty around him. There were no walls. It was still dark and she started to feel afraid. A sense of fear welled up in her heart.

Where am I? Where is it? Am I dreaming? Then I hope it wakes up soon. I'm afraid of the darkness, because darkness, like demons, will throw up without me. I don't want to dream like this, I don't want to.

Ling Xueshi closed her eyes, waiting for her dream to awaken. However, her ears were still filled with a terrifyingly calm air. She opened her eyes timidly, hoping that everything would go as she wished, but she was disappointed.

It was still dark, horribly dark, and the demon had vomited her up. She couldn't see herself, couldn't see anything, just like a blind person in the dark.

At this moment, she felt the sorrow of the blind and the pain of the blind. Her heart ached as she crouched down, but her feet were numb. She sat on the ground and looked around her. It was still dark, black was black.

With both hands in the shape of a loudspeaker, he shouted towards his surroundings, "May I ask if there is anyone here? Where am I? Can anyone tell me? "

Can anyone tell me, can tell me, tell me, me.

He could only hear his own voice echoing in the surroundings. He had never felt that his voice was this harsh and ear-piercing.

Slowly, Ling Xueshi stayed in this darkness for a long time. Her nerves were on edge and her breathing quickened. There was nothing around her at all. She felt as if she was the only person left in this world.

Finally, tears soaked her strong self. She was nervous and afraid. She ran around helplessly, shouting helplessly.

Echo responded to her, she responded to Echo.

Finally, Ling Xueshi hugged her head and sat on the cold ground and cried helplessly. She cried loudly and loudly. In this darkness, this silence was filled with her cries.

"Wuwuwu, wuwuwuwuwuwuwu.

He did not dare to look at his surroundings. He closed his eyes and used his hands to cover his face. Tears began to flow from his eyes. It was warm.

She closed her eyes, and it was still dark. Suddenly, outside of her black eyelids, there was a light, and Ling Xueshi was startled, and stopped crying. She covered her eyes with her hands, and moved one finger after the other, and slowly opened her eyes.

Ling Xueshi widened her eyes in excitement. Finally, there was a glimmer of light in the darkness. She clumsily got up and ran towards it with all her might, not caring about her numb legs.

Running with all her might, running with all her might, as if that light was all she had left. She fell to the ground, not in a daze, not feeling any pain.

His head had already forgotten to think. What kind of place was that? That light, it was so abnormally bright? Ling Xueshi could not think of any of this. There was only one thing in her mind, and that was to leave this place, to leave this darkness.