Chapter 461 Chapter 460 The Old Man Pushing an Empty Wheelchair

A remote town in Lofoten Islands, Nordland County, Norway.

A gray-haired but elegantly dressed old man is pushing a "squeaky" wheelchair for a stroll along the warm and humid coast. An old woman is sitting in the wheelchair. The trembling old woman half-closed her eyes , enjoying the evening wind blowing from the North Atlantic Ocean, watching the last ray of sunshine sinking into the distant horizon at dusk.

The moon and stars rose.

As a tourist destination within the Arctic Circle, the Lofoten Islands are a famous tourist destination in Norway, and the location where the two elderly people are located is a rare place with stunning scenery. Every night with stars and moons, the crescent-shaped calm lake bay will appear Reflecting the stars all over the sky, it seems that the entire starry sky is contained in the mirror lake,

The old man pushing the wheelchair stopped in front of the self-built stone house by the lake bay. The old man hugged the old woman gently on the rocking chair like a baby, and then returned to the back of the rocking chair to rock and rock.

A happy smile first appeared on the old woman's wrinkled face, and then she seemed to think of something, and pressed the old man's hand behind the rocking chair sadly, so that the suspicious old man had to stop.

"What's wrong?"

"Lester, you know? If I go before you, you will be very sad, so I am trying to live."

The old man smiled, touched the old woman's thin silver hair tremblingly, and adjusted the scarf again to prevent the cold wind from directly blowing into the old woman's collar.

"Stupid, I'm sure I won't be sad. I'll be happy to send you away, maybe I can dance alone."

Hearing what the old man said, the old woman slapped the old man's hand angrily, and held it gently with some distress, not wanting to let go.

She was afraid that after she separated, she would no longer be able to hold her.

She knew her physical condition. She had been fatally injured in the hunt by the organization, which left her with serious sequelae. If it weren't for the care of the old man, she might have left long ago.

If it weren't for the desperate actions that later gained enough handle to threaten the organization, the two of them at this moment would never have the leisure to live in seclusion in northern Norway, and after the threat of the organization was resolved, the man would give her the rest of his life.

Knowing that the old man was feeling sorry for her, the old woman blushed on purpose and scolded.

"Okay, you heartless Lester, you pulled me out in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind, so you were looking forward to sending me away, didn't you? Come on, do you already have a new look? Don't think I don't know about Norway. Those pretty old ladies talk about you every night."

The old man held the old woman's hand with one hand, and began to shake the rocking chair with the other hand. In the silent night, except for the whistling wind, the only sound was the rocking chair's rocking sound.

The red and green aurora hung like colorful ribbons above the starry sky, which is why he took the old lady for a walk at night.

Xingyue, Yefeng, Jinghu, and Aurora are all gifts he gave to women.

Giving the woman in the rocking chair the best thing he could think of was the most satisfying moment in his life.

"Those old ladies are not as beautiful as you. As long as you are still here, I will definitely not look at them more."

The old man is still quibbling.

"I really don't know how I believed in your evil back then on the island, I believed that you would be good to me for the rest of your life, hum!"

The arrogant old lady was talking, but the wrinkles on her face were stretched out, and she smiled happily.

"It would be great if we could look up at the sky together all the time."

Finally, they stopped talking, and the two quietly admired the night sky. When the old man withdrew his cloudy eyes, he found that the old lady had fallen asleep, as peaceful as when she was shot.

The old man wiped the corners of his eyes, carried the old woman back to the wheelchair, and covered the old woman with a quilt.

"Eileen, go home, I'll dance for you when I get back, let's come together tomorrow..."

On the cliff, a young photographer watched the old man pushing the wheelchair leave, staring blankly at the picture captured by his camera.

Under the lake bay on the night of the aurora, a white-haired old man pushed an empty wheelchair, staggered and disappeared into the night.

And the red and green aurora above the night sky, I don't know when, there is a touch of deep purple.

...

"Wow! Little Lailai, you cry when you see me, aren't you surprised and happy?"

In the inn in Enkers Town, west of Frostguard Fortress, oil lamps illuminated the entire room. Soraka sat on a stool beside the bed and drank herbal tea, while Zoe sat on the side of the bed and watched the tears streaming down her face in surprise. The man with a full face seemed a little embarrassed.

"I just said why I couldn't find you. It turns out that you were taken away by Lissandra. I'm sorry~ I'm just a little busy... Hey, why are you crying more and more, oops."

The soft-hearted Soraka sighed as he watched the man with his eyes closed and weeping constantly. The Unicorn Spirit who had put down his teacup stood up from the stool and pulled the bewildered Zoe aside.

"Zoe, leave him to me, don't make any trouble."

"Okay then, don't forget to tell him about that, alas, it's so hard to meet..."

The dejected Zoe took one last look at Leicester, and could only leave directly through the astral portal.

Soraka moved the stool to the side of the bed, lightly held Lester's trembling hands, and asked softly.

"It must be something very sad. Cry, just cry out. I cried for a long time when I first came to this world."

Lester, who was weeping silently, opened his eyes. Soraka hesitated for a moment, but chose to hold the man in his arms, as if comforting a wronged child.

"Cry, if there is any grievance, just cry out..."

It’s okay not to be comforted. Feeling the warm power of comfort, Lester could no longer suppress the grief in his heart. Another life path like a dream came to his heart together with the difference between things and people that spanned an unknown number of years. His chest burst out suddenly, and the man hugged the one-horned woman who was like a mother, crying bitterly, as if he wanted to release all the grievances in his heart.

Hugging Lester silently, Soraka's chest was gradually soaked with tears. The Unicorn Spirit did not perceive any human desires, but could feel the man's unspeakable grief from the feedback of astral magic With sadness, the silent woman raised her right hand and began to pat the man's back rhythmically, comforting the injured human child in her own way.

I don't know how long it took, and with the company of starlight, the man in his arms finally stopped crying and fell into a deep sleep. Soraka stopped the flapping movement, and carefully let go of the man, wanting to put him on the bed, but I found that the man was hugging me tightly, and when I left, I became uneasy.

Sighing, Soraka hugged the man in his arms again, calming him down again.

"Sleep, sleep, the pain will always pass, tomorrow is a new day."