Chapter 105: Chapter 102: The Movement of Life
A night breeze came along, stirring her strands of hair.
The tent stood nearby, the cold moonlight casting their silhouettes on the grass.
Gradually, those two shadows, unknowingly, slowly collapsed…
The Milky Way was ethereal, the starlight dazzling.
The wind gently fluttered, making this September night unusually tender.
Under the starry sky, not far away, there appeared to be deer, their bright eyes looking this way, as if sensing something, yet seeing nothing.
The graceful deer took a step forward, and at that moment, finally saw the hand vaguely revealed on the side blocked by the tent, on the grass.
It seemed there were humans lying on the grass, one a strong, lengthy hand, the other delicate and pale, interlocked above their heads, fingers tightly clasped.
Then, another deer appeared, considerably smaller in size compared to the first.
The two deer walked side-by-side under the moonlight, occasionally leaning their necks against each other. Under the ethereal Milky Way, every creature, no matter what kind, was a sacred and beautiful being.
No matter how illusory this world, how ethereal the Milky Way, it seemed that having the company of one’s beloved was enough for this world.
At that moment, the male deer’s ears twitched slightly, the night creatures being even more sensitive.
Looking towards where the sound emanated from again, a tall, upright man could be seen, cradling a slender woman in his arms.
The scene was beautiful.
The woman’s long hair cascaded down beside his arm, stirring the soft moonlight.
The man bent down, lowered his head, and the two of them disappeared from its view, entering the military tent that almost blended into the night.
It had seen this object before.
Many humans would camp under the Milky Way, but although this house-like structure seemed stable and silent, it was indeed alive, simply reticent by nature.
But at night, this object would often start to tremble.
Indeed, it wasn’t long before it raised its head to look again and saw the silent house start to move…!
The two elegant and beautiful deer watched the scene, their dark and bright eyes somewhat perplexed, but even their lack of understanding could not deter them.
Under the Milky Way, the two deer leaned their necks against each other, affectionate, wherever they went, they accompanied each other.
It was like stepping into the void, falling into the dazzling Milky Way, where navy blue and purple mingled.
Falling further, continuing to fall.
The surrounding specks of starlight were especially bright, as if drifting at their fingertips, as though dancing on their shoulders.
One seemed to merge with everything around, feeling as if they could sense the breath of all life between heaven and earth, the magnificent symphony played by all creatures.
The two graceful deer took steps towards that tent.
The tent did not seem tightly closed.
A woman’s slender, pale arm protruded out, but one couldn’t tell what happened; the delicate, pale fingers clutched the grass firmly.
They sensed a hint of danger in the air and did not come any closer.
The atmosphere there had gradually become tenser, like a bow strung tight, becoming exceptionally dangerous and tense.
It was as if fierce waves were crashing on the sea surface, waves surging relentlessly.
The two deer stepped back.
They turned around to leave.
But as they were leaving, they seemed to hear a bell tolling from some mountaintop.
The bell sounded loud, as if to shatter the entire night.
And it shattered her last bit of sanity.
[Jiuge: Tonight, it’s really just a story about two elegant and beautiful deer, right? Tentatively probing at the edge of being dragged into the dark room.]