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At that moment, a lively and adorable little girl leaped into our view like a joyful fawn, her face beaming with an innocent smile, reminiscent of the brightest flower in spring. Behind her, a younger boy was breathlessly chasing after her, calling out in a childish voice, "Sister, wait for me!"
"Danger!" Silver said with a tense expression.
The little boy, perhaps overwhelmed with excitement, hurried his steps and stumbled, on the verge of losing his balance and falling. In that critical moment, Silver swiftly extended his long arm and securely caught the boy by the arm.
Watching the boy run off carefree like a gentle breeze, a wave of concern surged within me, and I couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?"
After taking a few light steps forward, the boy suddenly turned back and smiled, "I'm fine, thank you!" His clear voice was warm as he glanced at Silver behind me.
After bidding farewell to the boy, I turned around happily to look at Silver, only to find him staring blankly at his fingertips. His right hand glowed with a faint blue light, like fireflies fading into the night.
"Silver! That child... is he human?" By the time I realized what was happening, his right hand was rapidly dissipating.
Silver stared at his hand for a few seconds; the glow made his face appear particularly pale. He smiled slightly as if he didn't care about what had just happened and opened his arms wide. "Ying, come here! I can finally touch you!"
I took off my mask, my face flushed as I rushed towards Silver and hugged him tightly. But it was only for a brief moment; within three seconds, Silver vanished into thin air. I knelt on the ground, clutching his clothes and weeping bitterly...
"Silver!" I exclaimed as I stood up abruptly. The train was packed with people, all eyes turning toward me in unison.
My mother looked apologetically at those around us. "I'm so sorry," she said before pulling me down into my seat. Embarrassed, I sat back down.
"Mother!" I lowered my head in shame against the table. For three years, I had been haunted by this dream—one I couldn't escape or forget. It's almost laughable; I didn't even know if it was a real memory! I just considered it a very vivid dream.
Originally, I thought I would wait until I felt a bit better and then visit my hometown to see my grandfather while also asking about this matter. But now, the only person who might know the truth has left this world.
I remembered in previous years, I would always take the train home alone, filled with anticipation just to see Yin... Wait! What am I thinking? Wu Yingying shook her head, trying to clear her mind. Yin was just someone from my dreams; why did he suddenly appear in reality?
"Yingying, are you okay?" Her mother’s face was filled with deep concern as she gently gazed at Wu Yingying, her eyes sparkling with care. Then, she softly patted Wu Yingying's shoulder and said in a comforting voice, "Don't be afraid; everything will pass. We will be home soon. It was just a dream; once you wake up, it will be fine!"
"Mm!" Wu Yingying nodded lightly; it was just a dream!
By the time they arrived home, it was already the next morning. The entrance was filled with wreaths, and everyone was dressed in black suits or dark clothing.
I caught a glimpse of the altar on the table and my grandfather's photo. In the picture, he smiled brightly, and at that moment, my tears began to flow uncontrollably, rolling down my cheeks in large drops.
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