They astonish by his answer once again.
“Then do you have another way to help her get away that calamity?!” Zhuge asks.
Santiya sighs, “No, we can only depend on how their lives going on… It’s made by god.”
Zack and Zhuge glance at each other, it’s not a happy news at all, which means they still can’t mention anything to Sung. And he will figure it out soon…
“She is a good kid, too good to people. She can’t have a peaceful life with Sung, that’s for sure. That’s why I suggest you guys don’t let her back, and she can survive here longer…” Santiya rubs her hair and comforts. Like a father.
“I don’t get it, they meant to be together but they can’t. Why??” Zack asks in doubt.
“Please forgive me, I can’t say more. Just remember my words, and you decide! I like Zhuge’s idea, it’s good for her and Sung. I can help you guys a little with it. It’s not lying, it’s another way not to harm them.” Zhuge shocks how powerful he is, he never tells his idea to him. Santiya puts Wendy down, sighs and jumps off the carriage, they want to send him but he’s gone already. “Is he a ghost?!” The driver yells. Too shocking for his mystically disappear.
“Let’s go! To Zhuge’s place!” Zack orders.
When they arrive, they jump off the carriage, carrying Wendy inside.
Sung doesn’t go army today, he is at the mass grave. He is here every night to be honest, just to see Wendy’s ghost. That’s the only way to see her… The mass grave is terrified as hell at night, the crows cawing in the dark, flying around. Sometimes there are animals like wolves, stalking strangers who’s here. They could hide with the white bones and ready for a feast! Sung sits on the ground on some white bones, he doesn’t scare anything even a ghost. He’s like a stone or a rock, waiting for something to happen. However, nothing happens. It’s fine, even she was not here, I would stay here to company her. Then she won’t feel lonely. Thinks Sung.
Such a beautiful night, the stars are blinking like white diamonds, normally he waits there almost in the early morning, then he meets the sunrise and goes home.
“Sung!” He turns back, a black man’s figure facing at him! He doesn’t know whom but he feels this man is related to Wendy.
“Who are you?” Sung asks without moving. He worries to scare him away.
The man walks closer and closer, it’s Santiya, he wears a blue Taoist gown, his sleeves blowing by the wind. “I am Wendy’s master.”
Sung can’t help to kneel in front of him, begging, “Please, please save my Wendy! Master! I know you can!” Santiya shocks by his gesture, he helps Sung up, “I’m here to tell you she’s home now, just go home.”
Sung’s face changed to excitement, “Really?! She’s back?!”
Santiya nods, feeling sad for this couple. Sung doesn’t even thank him and runs home with his horse!!