Song of the Wind God 2

This made the teenager's heart was suddenly gripped tight. He couldn't imagine how hard it must be to be trapped in one place for years, with no friends or family and no freedom. When it was light, there were people inside and outside the castle, the teenager was afraid that he would be seen by others and cause trouble, so he had to tell the girl that he had to leave first. "Then you ......" the girl asked after, clear eyes full of expectation, "you will come again tonight?" The teenager hesitated. He was the unrestrained wind, never stopping for anyone. But why, when he saw the reluctance in the young girl's eyes, did he feel a slight pain in his chest? "I'm sorry." The teenager said softly. "I'm the wind, I shouldn't and can't stay in one place for too long." The anticipation in the young girl's eyes dimmed, but was soon replaced with a frank smile: "Yes, you are the wind, you should have been free." This was the thing she longed for most in her life, and even if she never got it, it was nice to see someone actually have it, to prove that this freedom did exist. The wind god also does not remember exactly how he left, only that when he ran to a stop with a stifled breath, he was already in a city he had never been to, far away from that castle. Surrounded by unfamiliar scenes, new things, he should have been very interested, like the old days, excitedly swept through all kinds of fun things to look at here and there. But for some reason, the heart was always held by an inexplicable heaviness, how can not be happy. The God of Wind walked through the streets and alleys of the city irritably, not even paying attention to the road, so much so that the air currents brought with him blew over the dried herbs drying at the entrance of the alley, got rid of the wet clothes hanging on the balcony, and even lifted the skirts of several ladies on the street, causing a cry of surprise. Well, he didn't mean to. He was just ...... too upset inside. Finally the god of wind, who has caused a lot of trouble, finally stopped and stood on top of the tallest clock tower in town, looking out towards the distant mountains. Even if you can only see the rolling hills, but he knew that behind that mountain hides a castle, revealing the sharp corners of the towers, and a lonely maiden, every late night will be singing on the highest terrace of the castle, even if no one can hear. It turns out that his own heart, too, has been aching for the curtain scene. The young man no longer hesitated, turned a sharp direction and rushed to the place where the castle was located. When he returned to the castle, the night is already late, the surrounding area is quiet, only from the forest around the castle faintly came some water and the sound of insects. There was no pleasant song, instead, the sound of whispered sobs melted in the wind. The young man frowned and quietly flew towards the highest terrace of the castle. Then he saw the young girl crying, not much elegance and decency, delicate features twisted together, red and swollen around the eyes, teardrops kept flowing down. When people are really lonely and sad, they don't care if they look good. The young man panicked and hurriedly appeared outside the terrace, wanting to say some words of apology and reassurance, but for a moment did not know how to speak. Without a physical body, he could not directly fetch things like mortals, but still wanted to drive the wind to pick up the silk handkerchief thrown aside by the girl, to dry her tears. After thinking about it, the wind god gave up this move.