My name is Ling Ye, and the day I entered "Tomb Robbers Notes", I became the coldest ghost in the tomb.
My skills can crush rice dumplings, my eyes can see the afterimages of life and death, and I can understand all the tricks of the machine. Others respect me and fear me, and call me a mad war god crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. But no one knows that severe depression has long turned me into an empty shell. The only meaning of my life is to protect the black and blind.
I know that he will be lonely forever, his eyes will be damaged and his bones will be damaged, and he is destined to walk alone in the darkness for the rest of his life.
So I shielded him from hidden arrows in the sand under the angry sea, helped him find a way out of the ghost town of Snake Swamp, carried the curse for him in the ancient building of the Zhang Family, and diverted all those who were chasing him away in the wild sand of the sea.
But my silence was regarded as indifference, my restraint was regarded as calculation, and my risking my life to protect others became a betrayal with ulterior motives.
He laughed at me for being cold-blooded, scolded me for being ruthless, and believed that I was just taking advantage of him by approaching him. He pushed me away again and again, and used the harshest words to poke at my most painful places.
I never defend myself.
People suffering from depression don't even dare to love openly. They can only hide their affection in every turn and bury tenderness in every support.
