Phi-Fic Chapter 124 Sorrow
Chapter 124 Sorrow
Fang Congyi, standing nearby, had a look of deep sorrow on his face, as if he were carrying a heavy burden. His forehead was furrowed, forming deep lines like cracks in the earth after a long drought. The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, forming a bitter arc that seemed to reveal his endless sorrow.
He sighed deeply, the heavy sound echoing through the air like muffled thunder. "Alas..." The sigh seemed to come from the depths of his soul, filled with helplessness and exhaustion. His brows furrowed tightly, twisting into a knot. His eyes, once bright as stars, now dimmed, like two pearls that had lost their luster, revealing an unconcealable worry and confusion.
It felt like a thick, impenetrable fog, blanketing him, obscuring everything and leaving him feeling as if he were trapped in a chaotic, hazy world. The fog was so dense it seemed to swallow up all light and hope, rendering the road ahead blurry and winding. It was impossible to tell where it led, and there was no way to predict the uncertain outcome of this unknown journey.
He stood there silently, his eyes staring into the distance, empty and lifeless. He seemed to have lost his soul, like a cold, rigid sculpture, standing there motionless. Time slipped by, and the wind brushed past his body quietly, but failed to cause the slightest tremor.
After a brief pause, Fang Congyi seemed to finally muster some courage. His chest began to rise and fall slightly, and his breathing became a little rapid. Then, he slowly opened his mouth again and muttered to himself in a low, hoarse, almost desperate voice, "Is there really no other viable solution?" These words seemed to exhaust all his strength, and each word seemed so heavy, filled with endless helplessness and unwillingness.
However, the surroundings remained dead silent, with no one or anything responding to his question. This silence, like an invisible net, tightly wrapped around him, causing the uneasiness deep within him to grow like wild weeds, spreading continuously and gradually occupying his entire heart.
Now that things have come to this, even if there are countless troubles in my heart, what can I do? These annoying thoughts are like layers of dark clouds, pressing down on me and making me breathless. Apart from increasing my inner sorrow and depression, they have no effect on the current situation at all.
Therefore, it would be better to force myself to calm down for the time being, concentrate and think carefully, hoping to find even the slightest chance of turning this complex situation around. After all, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it means there is still a chance of turning the tide.
But, despite this, even he himself didn't have much confidence. These words sounded more like a helpless self-consolation. Or perhaps, he wanted to convey a tiny glimmer of hope to those around him who were also trapped, so that they would not completely sink into the endless abyss of despair.
For a long time, Lu Yan had stood there silently, like an ancient tree in the mountains, speechless, as if the world had nothing to do with him. However, when he heard these words, he broke his usual silence and gave a slight nod, a movement as gentle as a feather falling on water, creating only a barely perceptible ripple. But even this subtle gesture was enough to demonstrate his agreement with the views he had heard.
At that moment, his heart felt as if enveloped in a thick, heavy haze, incredibly heavy. It felt as if a massive boulder weighing a thousand pounds had fallen from the sky, crashing down hard into his heart, nearly suffocating him. Every breath became incredibly difficult, as if the very air had frozen into solid ice, making it unbearable and suffocating.
But before him now lay a profound, thorny, and nearly unsolvable problem. It loomed like a towering mountain, blocking his path. Lu Yan racked his brain, racking his brains. His mind raced, countless ideas flashing through his mind like meteors, but none of them took root, becoming a viable and effective solution. As time ticked by, his brow furrowed, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, yet even then, the longed-for answer remained elusive.
This situation was like a surging torrent, relentlessly sucking him in, plunging him into a vortex of extreme helplessness and anxiety. It felt as if he was alone, trapped in a vast, pitch-black abyss, surrounded by endless darkness and despair. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't find a single path to escape.
As the two of them sank into an involuntary silence, as if under a spell, the air around them seemed to freeze into ice in an instant, becoming heavy and oppressive. The entire space was so quiet that it was unnerving. Even the slightest sound of a delicate embroidery needle, if it accidentally slipped from their hands and fell to the ground, could be clearly heard by everyone, as piercing as thunder.
However, this finally achieved, cherished tranquility didn't last long before it suddenly vanished. Like a delicately crafted, yet fragile, glass mirror, it was mercilessly shattered by the sudden, unpredictable announcement of an imperial decree. Instantly, the resounding sound of the shattering echoed through the air, as if the entire world were violently trembling, instantly plunging into chaos and deafening clamor.
In a flash, the scene before his eyes was like a painting being arbitrarily manipulated by an invisible hand, and it underwent another earth-shaking change.
That piercing, yet resounding, voice, like an incomparably sharp sword, easily shattered the stillness of the vast sky. It was also like a thrilling bolt of lightning, streaking across the sky with lightning speed, leaving everyone stunned. At the same time, the sound was like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears, releasing an unparalleled shocking force. With an overwhelming, unstoppable momentum, it madly assaulted the eardrums of everyone present, leaving them dizzy and with a constant ringing in their ears.
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