Ninety-three years old.

Hayter died.

at his funeral.

Hal looked at her husband lying in the crystal coffin.

Lying inside was an old man in a suit.

The wrinkled old man had only worn a suit all his life, and there was only a compass-shaped object placed on his chest in the coffin, which seemed to be buried with him.

The old woman lowered her head and murmured:

"Until death do us part."

A man in black appeared behind the old woman at some point.

The old woman asked:

"Are you here to see him off?"

Hewen nodded:

"He is a good man and a talented man, but for you, he has suppressed all his light."

The old woman asked:

"Would you also be fooled by yourself?"

Hewen shook his head:

"I have never lied to anyone. A true master only uses the truth to weave lies."

Hora said for the third time:

"Thank you for letting me meet him and say goodbye."

Hewen said:

"I didn't make you and him meet, it was just the two of you who met, that's all."

After finishing speaking, Hewen disappeared from this world, just like he left before.

He also disappeared from everyone's memory.

Ninety-five years old.

Hala said:

"Hait, help me get the paint."

But no one answered.

The old woman couldn't help laughing, shook her head, and then dragged her old body towards the studio.

Ninety-seven years old.

The older student has now entered old age. He pushed his wheelchair to the stage.

To be honest, he didn't expect this day to come, because out of a sense of responsibility, he took the initiative to take care of the elderly teacher, but what was going to happen today was beyond his expectation.

But he was so excited about it that just touching the miraculous work made his soul tremble.

He said for his teacher:

"Today, the last work of the teacher's life will be released. From the perspective of a master, I dare to say that this is also the teacher's best work.

The name of the work is "The Life of a Flower".

The man lifts the curtain.

A gorgeous blooming flower looks extremely bright under the orange sunlight.

This is a flower at its most beautiful.

But people saw seeds breaking out of the ground, buds growing despite heavy rain, flowers blooming for the first time, and they even saw the ghosts of two flowers swaying toward each other.

Until finally, the flowers gradually withered.

But her beautiful life remains in everyone's heart.

The man pushed his teacher and gradually left the scene, leaving only countless people looking at the painting obsessively.

The echo is enough to shock the world.

One hundred and sixteen years old.

Hora died.

Hewen stood in front of the tomb holding a black umbrella.

The old woman's soul stood in front of him.

Hewen very considerately used an umbrella to block the sun for the old man.

She said:

"I almost remember it. I remember everything about my life before coming here."

Hevin nodded.

She added:

"But I forgot all about it because it no longer made sense."

Fanny asked:

"Why, why do you treat me like this? Is it kindness? I have many questions to ask."

Hewen said:

"Just ask."

Fanny said:

"You knew that back then, right? The moment I appeared in the disguise of Ha La, that's why you gave me what I was after."

Hevin replied:

"A happy life."

Fanny said:

"This is the theory I mentioned, right, brain in a vat, I have always felt that as long as the false life is real enough, it will be no different from the real one.

"The so-called supreme gospel is the happiness of all people, but Mr. Hevin, your brain in the vat is the supreme gospel that belongs only to me.

"Thank you."

Fanny said for the fourth time.

Hewen said:

"In the final analysis, this is not a difficult thing, so I just did it casually. Since you gave up most of your magic power and only left enough power to survive for a hundred years, there is no need for me to kill you.

"

Fanny looked into his pupils and said with great sincerity:

"Thank you, thank you very much, you are a great and good man."

Hewen smiled and said:

"Although your initial idea may not be very good, in the final analysis, you actually don't have much ill will towards Ha La, and the final result is also good, so why not give you a complete and fair life?

"I just gave you the same starting point as many people. I never contributed to your life. Everything is your choice.

"Since the gods have failed you before, let me take back for you what belongs to everyone."

Fanny smiled in relief:

"I really want to know one thing, how did you achieve it? This beautiful dream, I actually feel that every minute and every second is extremely real. For a hundred years, I have never felt that it was false, but how could you do it?

Will you stay with me here for a hundred years?

"I can't understand what magic can do such a miracle, allowing me to truly live a hundred years of life."

Hewen said:

"Can't understand? No, there is no magic, you just lived here for a hundred years."

Fanny was stunned:

"What about your family and friends? Where's your Ha La? Aren't they waiting for you?"

Hewen blinked:

"Didn't I say that time favors me? We are now in the gap of time. No matter how many years we spend here, I can go back to the moment when I came in."

Fanny's voice was already trembling:

"A hundred years? You have been here with me for a hundred years?"

Hewen said:
To be continued...