sbdcsierra Chapter 414 Moon
Chapter 414 Moon
The rainbow night-blooming cereus, planted at the end of June, is halfway up the mountain. The roof of the shed has been lifted by hired local villagers. Flower stems are emerging from the soil and clinging to the ground, lush green and full of life. Scattered above are a few buds, waiting for their moment to bloom.
Yuan Lai was dragged around the mountain by two people, under the pretext of letting her see the fruits of ten people's labor.
Yuan Lai took photos as he walked, and his legs felt like they were not his own. He almost died of exhaustion.
As the sky gradually darkened, the two finally stopped.
Mo Jingxin calmly took out a book from his bag and quickly flipped through the blank pages.
Mo Jingxin gently traced the outline with his fingers and carefully cut out a paper figure.
Seeing this, Yuan Lai at the side couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are you doing?"
Mo Jing replied: "In case of any unexpected situation, prepare a body in advance."
After hearing this, Yuan Lai had only two words in his mind: not good.
Usually, when this kind of flag is raised, it means that something bad will happen later.
She silently took a step back, thinking to herself, if she couldn't cry later, would these two people beat her? After all, she was not a professional actor, how could she cry in a second?
Just as Yuan Lai was lost in thought, Ren He suddenly reached out to stop her and asked with a half-smile, "Why are you running?"
Yuan Lai stammered, "I didn't...I didn't run away."
After a while, the clouds gradually drifted away, leaving behind a round bright moon.
The moonlight poured down and sprinkled on the earth.
Under the watery moonlight, the tightly closed buds of the rainbow night-blooming cereus began to slowly open, revealing the soft petals inside.
One, two, three... the petals gradually increased and the colors became brighter, appearing particularly dazzling in the dark.
The Purple Wind Forest not far away swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if cheering for the blooming of the rainbow cereus.
"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Yuan Lai couldn't help but exclaim. This beautiful scene is real and it is not a shocking effect that can be achieved by some post-production special effects.
"It's almost time." Ren He and Mo Jingxin looked at the sky. Although their faces were expressionless, there was a hint of nervousness in their eyes.
A man wearing a mask hurriedly climbed up the mountainside. Without saying much, he quickly took out a small black bag from his arms and opened it carefully. Ten tubes of blood were placed inside.
He handed the blood to Mo Jingxin, and then whispered a brief message in his ear, but it is unknown what he said exactly.
Ren He had been paying close attention to all this. When he saw the masked man hand the blood to Mo Jingxin, he turned to look at Yuan Lai.
The meaning is obvious.
Yuan Lai naturally understood what Ren He meant, but she felt helpless and muttered, "I can't cry for no reason!"
Before she could finish her words, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind her like a ghost and grabbed her collar tightly.
The hand was so powerful that Yuan Lai was lifted up into the sky like a rocket. Her screams echoed throughout the valley, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
The fear of weightlessness made Yuan Lai cry uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Ren He took out a small glass bottle and followed Yuan Lai to collect her tears. As he collected them, he did not forget to laugh at Yuan Lai, letting out a burst of "hahahahahahahahahaha".
Yuan Lai wanted to curse.
Just when she was terrified, the hand that was holding her finally stopped.
I slowly opened my eyes and glanced down fearfully, only to find that there was thick cloud beneath my feet.
There is a full moon above my head.
The moon was so close to her that she could touch it with her hand.
I thought so and did so, and then I was left alone.
"I've locked Su Deyi up in the hotel. You two don't have to worry about him, okay?" A deep voice sounded in her ears. Yuan Lai recognized it as Song Qiyuan's voice.
She immediately turned around, and sure enough, Song Qiyuan was standing steadily behind her, looking at her calmly.
Only then did Yuan Lai feel a little relieved.
At least you won't die.
After a while, Mo Jingxin came to Ren He and took the bottle filled with Yuan Lai's tears from his hand.
"I'll go back first and come to see you after I finish the things at hand. This is the last door, so be careful." Mo Jingxin said something to Song Qiyuan, then turned and left.
Song Qiyuan nodded and said to Ren He, "Keep an eye on her."
The person she was referring to was naturally herself. Yuan Lai still had some self-awareness, so she stood quietly, not making any noise or talking, fearing that Song Qiyuan would get angry and throw her down.
Song Qiyuan raised his hand and pointed lightly forward.
In an instant, an amazing scene happened—a door appeared in front of them out of thin air as if by magic.
It looked like a wooden door, the frame was squeezed and deformed, and the door lock was violently dismantled by someone, becoming unrecognizable.
The moonlight seemed to be pulled together by something, turning into layers of silver threads that woven together and completely covered the door.
The light was so bright that Yuan Lai subconsciously raised his hands to shield his eyes.
In just a moment, she seemed to see some special scenes, some stories about farming and ten hard-working people, some special stories that she had never known before.
She saw the brightly lit Houdoumen, where the crowds were bustling; she saw the bustling Houdoumen, where everyone was busy and fulfilled; she also saw the ordinary Houdoumen, where the atmosphere was full of life and warm human touch.
On a rainy day, a day for entertaining guests, she saw people on the stage wearing yellow raincoats crying loudly, and people thought those were tears of happiness.
During the live broadcast, the words of farewell always came so suddenly, and she saw the thousands of fans outside the screen also crying. Everyone suddenly realized that they were tears of reluctance to leave.
No matter when or where, the reason for gathering together is always because of love. But true separation never gives any signs, and always comes quietly when people are least prepared.
Yuan Lai felt the same way. The news on the hot searches quickly flashed before her eyes, making it a mess. In the end, her eyes stopped on that day.
"I will never watch it!"
"What about the others?"
"Do you guys see it?"
Finally, those hands couldn't help themselves and lightly clicked on the small screen with their fingers.
Yuan Lai's tears burst out, slid down her cheeks, and fell drop by drop on the petals of the rainbow night-blooming cereus.
The originally bright and dazzling moonlight began to gradually dim, and the moon was covered by a faint shadow.
An intact door stood in front of Yuan Lai.
This door looks ordinary, but it exudes a mysterious aura.
Yuan Lai woke up as if from a dream.
Song Qiyuan stood beside Yuan Lai, looked at the time approaching midnight, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He said with satisfaction: "Fortunately, we made it in time."
Ren He smiled and clapped his hands gently, "Now, you can finally rest assured!"
Song Qiyuan closed the door, walked towards Ren He, whispered a few words, and just like Mo Jingxin, turned and left.
In the blink of an eye, only Ren He and Yuan Lai were left there.
Yuan Lai looked at Ren He, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "When are we going down?"
Ren He shook his head. "What are you going to do? I didn't watch the meteor shower with you last time, but I can at least watch the total lunar eclipse with you this time!"
Standing on the clouds to watch the total lunar eclipse?
I bet you can figure it out.
Yuan Lai was too exhausted to complain about Ren He's suggestion, "I want to go back to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow!" Yuan Lai didn't have the energy to play with Ren He.
"Don't you want to see what the new word spirit looks like?" Ren He was used to controlling Yuan Lai, and his excuses were always just right.
Darkness had already engulfed half of the moon. Yuan Lai had no choice but to compromise and stay up late. She was still young and her body could handle it.
"Okay, then I want to lie down and watch it. It's too tiring to crane my neck like this."
"No problem." Ren He pulled out a blanket from somewhere, "I have everything here. Want some snacks?"
"No thanks." She didn't have the habit of eating in the sky.
Lying down eight feet away from Ren He, Yuan Lai thought that perhaps at this time, many people were observing the entire lunar eclipse. If some high-tech equipment captured her, it would be a strange thing.
Unbeknownst to her, the falling tears did not evaporate as usual, but blended perfectly with the bright red on the edge of the petals.
The evening breeze blew by, and the petals of the rainbow night-blooming cereus began to fall. The petal, stained with Yuan Lai's tears, floated straight up with the wind, all the way to the high clouds. After circling gracefully in the air for a few circles, it landed on Yuan Lai's eyes.
Yuan Lai subconsciously raised her hand, trying to brush away the petals, but the moment her fingers touched the petals, they floated up again, covering up the little remaining moon.
It was quiet all around. Yuan Lai couldn't feel the passage of time and felt a little panicked. She wanted to see if Ren He was still there.
At this moment, Ren He's voice came over. It was clearly right next to my ear, but it felt like it was floating in from the distant future.
"The moon turned red." Ren He's voice was very soft, but it was unusually clear in the quiet environment.
Yuan Lai couldn't help but look at the moon in the sky.
As expected, the full moon was quietly dyed with a light red color, as if it had been soaked in blood.
Yuan Lai stared at the blood-red moon without blinking, "This is not a red moon at all, it's clearly a red word spirit."
The moon was like a plate, with a curled-up spirit in the center. Petals slowly fell onto the spirit's heart, and the spirit's body trembled slightly.
Above the moon, countless papers were turned one by one, and each page seemed to carry a memory of Zi Ling. These memories overlapped with Yuan Lai's, except for the scene of Wu Jiahe vomiting blood.
Probably a vengeful spirit.