Chapter 229
Feng Ling could not help considering the possibility that Huangfu Miaomiao was still alive.
Even the Rat Monsters avoided the Wandering Deity Procession, yet Huangfu Miaomiao had actively followed it and then vanished without a trace. There had to be some enormous, unknown danger ahead.
It seemed she needed to prepare herself.
Perhaps... Little Skeleton was already dead.
Life and death were unpredictable. Even in peaceful times, many people died without warning, let alone here in the Maze, where the difference between life and death could be a single instant.
Was it a pity?
Did it hurt?
...A little, perhaps.
She was only a tiny Xenomorph. Even if she died, it would not have much impact on Feng Ling's life. But they had spent some time together, and sometimes Little Skeleton had made her feel as though she had a family.
Ling Feiran, Feng Ling's friend from the Orphanage, had dreamed all her life of building a family of her own and having real relatives.
Feng Ling had always disdained that. She thought starting a family was hardly a dream; Ling Feiran was merely trying to heal her childhood wounds, an unrealistic pursuit like trying to scoop up the moon's reflection from water.
Now, it seemed she herself was a monkey trying to scoop up the moon.
The procession ahead was getting farther and farther away, disappearing into the fog.
If they did not catch up soon, they might lose the Wandering Deity Procession.
"Are we... still following them?" Xu Yiming looked at Feng Ling uncertainly.
Li Qing and Ye Zheng also looked at Feng Ling.
Feng Ling gradually came back to herself and looked at them.
—Why was it like scooping the moon from water? Because fate so often toyed with the comings and goings between people.