She came quietly as usual. The gray clothes blurred her face, but the words were still cold: "You came to see me again. It seems that I am already a part of your heart. "

"Loneliness in my heart?" I was startled. "You are the last thing I want to admit. Because of your existence, I am regarded as a pessimist by others. You always appear inexplicably, stinging the softest part of my heart when I am unprepared. As long as you have appeared, even if I am in a busy downtown, I still have only one person crying helplessly. This feeling is even stronger when you are not alone. You are in the blank space of my heart, like a drop of ink in water, I can't judge whether you are scattered or gathered; It is also like a dark cloud in a clear sky, which keeps my heart shrouded in darkness forever. "

A sarcastic smile: "You don't know me. I am not only in the hearts of pessimists, I live in the hearts of everyone. What you just said about me is just my face at the most ordinary time. I often look at you in different ways, but you don't notice. On the road of your life, I pretend to be frustrated, give up, and suffer ... I am your most loyal travel companion, and even in the face of death, I will still accompany you. "

I shook my head: "But you are tepid after all. Your beauty brings me nothing but cruelty and endless sadness. "

"Cruel, sad? That's just your opinion. What I should bring you is a kind of mental blank of "the world is turbid and I am lonely". "Tao Qian chose me, and he lived a life of' picking chrysanthemums under the hedge' because I found him indifferent; Li Qinglian chose me, and from then on, there was a romance of "Until, I raised my cup and asked the bright moon", because I found him a pride. You seek warmth, I won't interfere with you. After all, you can't get rid of this world of mortals. But if one day, you even want to find me, that is the real sorrow. "

I asked thoughtfully, "Do you know where the warmth is?"

"If you want to find warmth, then you must accept me. Because warmth is the only flower I cherish. " She may be a little tired and her voice is a little ethereal.

I was even more surprised: "Warm, your flowers?" How is that possible! Then can you show me? After all, it is my lifelong pursuit. "

She took the chain from her hand and handed it to me. I couldn't help crying out: "Sting! How can it be the warmth I am looking for? "

"It's really not warm because it hasn't grown up yet." With a pale smile, she pierced the thorn into her heart. Blood overflows from the fingers, and thorns bloom instantly under the infiltration of blood. What a delicate and charming rose this is. Glory was born to be worshipped, and I'm losing my mind.

"If you want to get warm, let it bloom with lonely blood. Only the warmth watered with blood and tears will warm your heart forever. " Her figure seems a little fuzzy.

I didn't know what to say at the moment, but instinctively asked, "Will you stay with me forever?"

Hearing my words, her eyes were a little complicated, as if she were relieved and smiling. "As I have said, I am your most loyal traveling companion, and I will participate in your life. I will always be with you, looking at you with different faces. I hope you can recognize me. "

With these words, her figure gradually blurred until she disappeared. I never seem to be lonely in an empty room. But I know that the next time I turn around, she is still waiting for me in the same place, warming me with her flowers.