The Memory Lost in Space - 309. 309 Years are like a song (5)

For so many years, all the loss, all the pain, all the hatred, all the grievances, all the sadness…all flooded in my heart.

Enemy with the whole world, insist on going its own way.

No one understands or supports it.

Under heavy pressure, trek hard.

When I felt that I couldn’t hold it for countless times, I didn’t even have a person to talk to. I could only drink a bottle of wine and fall asleep, and I had to stand up and move on at dawn.

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She kept telling herself that it wasn’t a big deal, she was a cold-blooded monster with a rock-hearted heart, and she didn’t need understanding and support.

Now, she finally faced herself truly.

All the pain, grievances, hardships, and sorrows are understood and felt by others. It is no longer meaningless to cry, but to communicate and reconcile with the injured self.

Lorraine didn’t know how long she had been crying, she seemed to be crying all the time, crying so that her throat was dumb and she still kept crying.

She lay on the bed, pulled the quilt, and shrank into the quilt.

The sheets and quilts smelled of sunlight.

She didn’t like dryers since she was a child. She liked bed sheets and quilts that dried naturally in the sun.

After so many years, the housekeeping robot is still faithfully taking care of her feelings, just because her family takes every preference of her seriously.

Lorrain picked up the black music box beside the bed and gently pressed the play button.

When the wind blows from a distance

You won’t know i’m thinking of you again

Those times that we walked together

Want to forget

But always can’t forget

Your smile in my eyes

Your warmth is in my heart

I thought I was single-minded

For a lifetime

I don’t know there is too much helplessness in life

All vows are blown away in the wind

Why meet once

It takes a lifetime to forget

Where does the wind come from

Blow and blow

Blow out the stars and blow away the future

The mountains and rivers turned into helplessness

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Lorland curled herself up like a silkworm chrysalis with the quilt, closed her eyes tightly and lay motionless, tears slipping quietly one by one.

early morning.

Amid the chirping of the birds, Lorrain opened his eyes.

She stood at the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the misty mountains and jungles. The fresh and moist morning breeze slowly blows in, refreshing people.

I slept for more than ten hours in this sleep, without having a dream. Those cold mirror eyes disappeared, and the cry that always echoed in her dreams completely disappeared.

Lorraine was holding a green cup, enjoying the long-lost tea fragrance.

Maybe she had enough rest, her mood was exceptionally calm, her brain was sober, and the problems that had plagued her for many days were solved.

Cinnabar asked to retreat within a month, and if not retreat, he would fight to the death.

She must not be able to fight Cinnabar on the frontal battlefield, but “soldier, deceit, too”, why should she confront Cinnabar head-on?

“Going to fight against each other, secondly to fight against each other, and secondly to fight against soldiers.” She clearly holds a strange soldier in her hand, and can fight against each other. Why should she fight with Cinnabar?

The sun rose and the fog dissipated.

Lorraine opened her arms, facing the rising sun, stretched out her waist, and took a deep breath.

She told the beginning of the Qing Dynasty: “Arrange a six-day holiday for me, and I will go on holiday.”

In the early Qing Dynasty, he was shocked and suspected that he had heard hallucinations.

His Majesty Lorraine has never given himself a vacation for more than ten years since the day he was enthroned. It is not that he does not want to rest, but things are always rushing.

Lorrain looked back at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, “I should have accumulated a lot of holidays, can’t I arrange it?”

In the early Qing Dynasty hurriedly said: “It can be arranged.”

She opened the calendar and asked, “Where do you want to go on vacation, your Majesty, while writing and drawing?”

“Thailand Star.”

I hadn’t heard of it at all in the early Qing Dynasty, and I didn’t know where it was at all. She checked the star map and found out that it was a three-star tourist star. No wonder she had never heard of it.

“I’ll make arrangements right away.” After finishing talking in the early Qing Dynasty, he hurriedly left.

When Lorland came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she saw an amber flower necklace and a black music box beside her pillow.

She picked up the necklace and put it on her neck, still putting the black music box on the bedside table.

Lorraine smiled and called: “Big Bear?”

Da Xiong did not respond and had completely crashed.

If you want to continue to use it, you must update the program, but if you update the program, it is no longer the big bear before.

Lorrain bent down and hugged it.

After a while, she let go of the big bear in silence, turned and left her former home-although she could never go back, the memory will remain in her heart forever.

The curtains rose in the wind.

Sunlight enters through the window.

The rooms are not big, but they are neatly arranged.

The tables, chairs, and bed frames are all old furniture that is old and tidy, revealing the warmth and quietness of old furniture.

There are several brightly colored watercolor paintings hanging on the wall, signed by Yingxian Yejie. On the long table are a few dissecting knives, a few old recipes, and a few unique animal bones on the shelf.

A white human bone stood on the wall by the window, the skull was tilted, and his hollow eyes were watching the chubby bear beside him. Da Xiong raised his head, his round eyes stared motionlessly, his face was silly and charming.

Time stands still here.

One room is quiet, one room is tranquil, only the singing of the years is long.

When the wind blows from a distance

You won’t know i’m thinking of you again

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