Chapter 637 Blooming Flower

Chapter 637: The Blooming Flower

The higher you stand, the easier it is to overlook the insignificant lives beneath your feet.

The faster a "person" walks, the less likely they are to notice the small flower quietly blooming by the roadside.

And now, the ghost on high saw a flower that had come running to him on its own.

Wu Hang knew another world existed, and had even personally built a mirror passage leading to it. Yet he never cared about what was in that world, what had been born there, and had no interest in its inhabitants.

But he happened to know one of them.

Because a certain troublesome and stubborn fellow, who insisted on calling himself a 'friend,' would always bring a stack of photos every time he crossed the mirror and arrived at Fog Mountain, showing off photos of his little brother's latest antics.

In the photos, his little brother was adorable—eating, running, wearing a dress, even secretly crying when he couldn't find his brother.

That "person" would always smile and say: "My little brother is the cutest of all human kids."

Wu Hang had never seen any other so-called "human kids," but the first time he saw that small figure, he uncharacteristically agreed with that person's words—

Indeed, quite adorable.

And at this moment, neither the young Su Bai standing at the door nor Su Bai himself knew what the figure in the black robe at the far end of the table was thinking.

They were simply unconsciously drawn to the figure at the end of the long dining table, their gazes involuntarily fixed on that motionless yet overwhelmingly oppressive presence.

From his low vantage point, Su Bai looked at Wu Hang with unusual focus.

If he wasn't mistaken, this should be the scene of his first meeting with Wu Hang.

Since Wu Hang could later erase his memory of falling from a building, he could naturally also erase this experience that was somewhat extraordinary for an ordinary person.

"Su Xuan's little brother."

Su Bai heard Wu Hang, sitting far away, address him like this, his voice a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken normally for a long time.

At this time, Wu Hang clearly hadn't remembered Su Bai's name yet.

The young boy was visibly stunned for a moment, probably because his brother's familiar name had eased the unease and fear brought by the surrounding environment.

"Big brother..."

"Is big brother a friend of my brother?"

Su Bai heard his childhood self ask.

"..." The other party was silent for a long time, the space oppressively quiet, but in the end, Su Bai still heard his voice, "Mm,"

A grudging admission.

Su Bai stared at that familiar yet distant figure, subconsciously wanting to approach, but unable to control his current body.

However, maybe fate really did have a pull.

The dazed young Su Bai actually slowly started walking toward Wu Hang. As he walked, he opened his eyes wide and curiously looked around.

On both sides of the absurdly long dining table sat more than a dozen figures with distinct human outlines. Without looking closely, one could tell they were all creations of Wu Hang—dolls.

But unlike the crude, blank wooden dolls in the corridor, these dolls had complete facial features, varied appearances—male and female, old and young—and wore dark robes similar to Wu Hang's, seated on both sides of the long table.

If not for their stillness, they would look almost indistinguishable from real humans.

Some maintained the posture of raising a glass, some seemed to be talking to each other, some had already stood up, half-leaning over the table as if to toast, and others had their heads lowered, resting on their hands, looking as if they were fast asleep.

Their movements were lifelike, their expressions varied, yet it was as if time had frozen at a single moment.

Knowing they were just dolls, Su Bai, looking at those figures that still seemed to carry warmth, couldn't help feeling that these "people" had once lived in this world.

"Are they big brother's friends? Why..." the young Su Bai asked. He clearly hadn't realized this was a table of dolls; he was just puzzled why these "people" were all motionless.

"Come up and sit." Wu Hang didn't answer, only gestured to the empty seats on either side of him.

When the young Su Bai obediently climbed onto the tall chair, he felt as if he were amidst the dolls, becoming part of them.

That was when Su Bai realized the scene looked familiar!

He had once, just before entering the nightmare world, stepped into an extremely dark place. There, he accidentally fell into a crack.

While falling downward, many forgotten images flashed through his mind.

Among them was the memory of being amidst the dolls.

Su Bai was still sorting through his memories when a doll that looked like a servant silently brought over a plate of fruits he had never seen in reality and gently placed it in front of the young Su Bai.

"Just as Su Xuan said, a careless little one."

Wu Hang's voice came from under the black robe, low and dry, giving away nothing. Seeing the child instinctively reach for the fruit plate, his tone remained flat: "This place might not be safe, and humans might not be able to eat things from here safely."

"But big brother knows my brother's name," the young Su Bai hesitated, withdrawing his hand, then looked up at him, and glanced again at the motionless dolls on both sides of the table. "They... remind me of my brother. It's strange."

From his observer's perspective, Su Bai was also slightly startled, surprised at how sharp he was as a kid. These dolls, like Su Xuan's shell, were created by Wu Hang, and there were indeed similarities between them.

"They are not like Su Xuan." Wu Hang said briefly. "Just some lifeless... toys."

"Oh, I see..." The young Su Bai seemed to understand something, his tone growing warmer. "When my brother and mom aren't home, I also eat with my toys."

He paused, then looked down at the plate of fruits in front of him.

"So... big brother doesn't like eating alone either? Is big brother missing his mom and dad too?"

When these words were spoken, the dead silence around the table suddenly seemed to shift.

"I'll tell you a secret, but you can't tell anyone else." Wu Hang's tone seemed to waver slightly. "A secret between us."

"Can't I even tell my brother?" The young Su Bai tilted his head.

"No, and it's impossible." Wu Hang's voice dropped. "After all, you won't remember what happened here."

After muttering this in a voice too low for the young Su Bai to hear, Wu Hang continued: "The ones sitting here are my former family, and also the last image I have of them in my memory."

Although he knew what Wu Hang said was a secret, the young Su Bai clearly didn't get what Wu Hang meant.

Silence fell again.

Maybe after thinking too long and still not getting it, the young Su Bai simply stopped thinking about it. He blinked, looked up at Wu Hang, a smile returning to his face, and said seriously, "Then I'll eat with you, big brother, okay?"

Wu Hang paused, then said quietly: "You can't stay here."

"Then will you come find me and my brother, big brother?" The young Su Bai tilted his head, thought, then laughed again. "My mom's wontons are super yummy. Big brother, come have wontons with us, okay?"

"..."

Wu Hang remained silent, saying nothing more.

It was at this moment that Su Bai noticed the space around them shifting again, feeling strangely stagnant. Even Wu Hang seemed frozen, no longer moving a muscle.

And Su Bai's surroundings changed as well.

He tried to look around, only to find that he had regained control of his body, his formerly small form restored to its original size.

Su Bai let out a soft sigh, stood up, and walked over to Wu Hang's still figure. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to his ear and spoke softly.

"Don't worry, Lord Ghost Witch from the past." His voice was low and gentle, like a promise. "Wait for me a little longer, soon I'll be here with you."