The doctor turned his head and whispered four words to the two elderly people. The old people could no longer control their tears.,The clouds are azure and seem to bring rain. The water is placid and gives rise to mist.,It's not that I deliberately forget my past life and abandon humanity. I spent twenty years struggling to survive in the brutal wilderness, fighting against enemies tooth and nail. Where would I find the time or the mood for melancholy The beauty you see is just a facade; the real forest is harsh and unforgiving.。