Chapter 222: The World is Like a Dream, the Dream is Like a Mystery
The world is like a chess game, life is like an ant. There is no joy in life, and no resignation in death.
Long Qi has always been like this. He has been alone for a long time, but in order to kill his enemies, he gritted his teeth and persevered even if it meant he had to survive.
He will never forget that arrogant face, that face that sneered after killing his loved ones, and the cruelty of that night!
But I am alone, and even living is difficult enough, let alone revenge.
In the pitch-black darkness, he didn't know what to do. The harsh words he heard in the past kept echoing in his ears, but Xiao Longqi just curled up and didn't move, as if he had already gotten used to it.
Where can he go in this endless darkness?
As if it was what he wanted, a door opened in front of him, and dazzling light came in, shining on his messy hair and ragged clothes.
Xiao Longqi looked up woodenly, with no emotion in his eyes, as if the light could not dispel the darkness in his heart. He still curled up, just staring at the light intently.
As if getting no response, the light lost its patience any longer, but it lasted for a moment before the door slowly closed.
With the heavy creaking sound, the surroundings became darker and darker, and the light shining on Xiao Longqi became narrower and thinner, gradually becoming only the size of his body.
Perhaps the smaller the light, the more it can gather. Xiao Longqi's eyes, which were originally dim, gradually brightened as the door closed. Looking at the door slowly closing in front of him, he suddenly stood up with strength from nowhere and rushed towards the light.
The longer you stay in the dark, the more you will long for light.
Xiao Longqi stretched out his thin arms and waved them forward, his frail body running non-stop, as if he could catch the light. He opened his mouth to shout, but nothing came out, he could only keep panting, heavy and rapid.
Behind him was a slender shadow, which seemed to be afraid of being abandoned, and was chasing hard with each gasp.
Just when the door was about to close, Xiao Longqi finally caught up. He stretched out his hands and tightly grasped the door, which was only a tiny gap left. He tried his best to open it, but the light in the gap was still getting weaker and weaker.
Xiao Longqi finally showed panic on his face, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were filled with fear, but he still pursed his lips, fearing that if he relaxed, he would never be able to see the light again.
He didn't dare to give up, nor did he want to give up!
But even so, the door continued to close on its own, not affected by Xiao Longqi's strength at all, ruthlessly and indifferently.
No matter how hard his thin arms tried, he still couldn't stop it. Just when Xiao Longqi was about to despair, he suddenly heard a series of calls coming from the crack of the door:
Long Qi...
Long Qi...
Xiao Longqi didn't know who was calling his name, but he thought the voice was very nice. And the calls seemed to give him infinite strength. He spared no effort to pry open the crack in the door, veins on his face and hands bulged, he raised his head and roared, his eyes were tearful, but bright.
Perhaps it was because of this firm power that the light that was about to disappear stopped at the last point and then shone brightly in an instant.
The door is open!
There was no warning, no sound, as if time stopped for a moment, and then suddenly sped up.
The light enveloped Xiao Longqi's thin figure, and the shadow behind him was extremely clear. He did not hesitate at all, just closed his eyes and rushed in resolutely, and behind him, the shadow became fainter and fainter, and finally even the outline disappeared.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself on a street, and gradually heard noises, such as hawking, shouting, and bargaining. He looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment, trying to recall everything, but he had no clue.
Where is this? Why is it so familiar?
The beating of his chest was magnified infinitely, and even in this noisy sound it was clearly audible. He knew he was afraid, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.
Just as I was stunned, others started talking.
"Eh? Whose child is this? Why is he dressed so shabbily?"
"Could they be fleeing? The city lord has governed well, and there haven't been any poor people in years." "Escape? I haven't heard of any disasters recently. Besides, there is the Yuanqing sect nearby. If they were refugees, they would have been discovered long ago."
Everyone was talking at once, all of them were extremely curious about Xiao Longqi, but they only argued verbally. Perhaps because they were afraid of scaring him, no one came forward to talk to him.
At this time, a skinny, wrinkled hand patted Xiao Longqi's shoulder and said, "Where did you come from, little kid? Why are you so miserable?"
The voice sounded old but kind. Xiao Longqi was already uneasy. He turned around suddenly and saw a face with wrinkles all over it looking at him with a smile. He screamed in horror and quickly pushed through the crowd and ran away, leaving everyone staring at each other in bewilderment.
After a long time, a sentence came out from the crowd:
"Hey! Mrs. Shen, look at you, you scared the child!"
Xiao Longqi ran for who knows how long before he finally stopped out of breath. He supported himself on his knees and gasped heavily, sweat all over the ground, his hair stuck to his face, and he looked embarrassed but arrogant.
After panting for a long time, he realized that he was busy running but didn't know where he was running to. Now it was so quiet that the sound of the pounding in his chest was more audible.
Looking around, the bluestone roads are silent, the water under the small bridges is silent, as if time has stood still. Looking further, the alleys in the distance are crisscrossed, with different widths, lengths and lengths. They are so familiar, yet so strange.
Where is he?
Where should he go?
As if in response to his thoughts, he heard the call again:
"Long Qi..."
"Long Qi..."
This time the voice was different from the previous ones. It was so clear, as if it was right next to him, but there was no one around!
Who?
Who is calling him?
Xiao Longqi asked loudly, his childish voice a little hoarse.
He always felt that this voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried. However, this voice always lingered in his ears, concerned, anxious, and sincere...
As if he had lost something important, or forgotten something extremely important, he looked everywhere anxiously, but couldn't find it.
Long Qi...Long Qi...
The call was sometimes gentle, sometimes anxious, so familiar.
Finally, he was tired and could not run any longer. His legs felt like they were filled with lead and he knelt on the ground, lowering his head and covering his ears as he screamed:
"Who are you!"
Just at this moment, the sound in his ears stopped, and there was only a "creaking" sound coming from the room next to him, one after another, with a very rhythmic sound, which made him feel peaceful.
Following the sound, he saw that the house in front of him was different from the others. The door was open, as if inviting him in. The house was pitch dark, and only the view of the inner courtyard came into Xiao Longqi's sight through the middle door. He hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked in.
As Xiao Longqi entered, his figure disappeared into the darkness, and the plaque outside the house clearly read:
Leisure Residence...
(End of this chapter)
