Chapter 2: Becoming a Maiden
Alice, lying on the bed, rolled twice to the left and two more to the right. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
There's no way to fall asleep
It's very abnormal, it's not normal at all
Usually, Alice, as soon as she touches the soft big bed and the same soft pillow, she can fall asleep at once, and then drool on the pillow and sleep until dawn.
But now, 30 minutes into bed, Alice still hasn't fallen asleep.
Although there is a little bit of a reason not to eat dinner
But it's mostly the jumbled thoughts in my head
Why did you lie on the kitchen floor and sleep all day when you were supposed to go out to the library to read a book today?
Even Alice, who is usually lazy, would not choose the hard wooden floor in the kitchen as a bed for sleeping.
Moreover, it always felt like something had happened this morning, but no matter how much Alice recalled, there was no way to remember what had happened.
It's as if the memory has been gently erased by an eraser.
ββIt's still very interesting.
- That's why I can't sleep.
"It's annoying!" Holding the pillow in her arms, Alice stopped rolling and stared blankly at the ceiling above her head.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Alice sat up, pressed the pillow on her thighs with both hands, and sat up.
Listen to this with your ears sideways?
Did something fly over the outside?
The sound of birds flapping their wings as they fly through the air?
Is it a big bird, a pigeon, an eagle or an eagle?
No, although Alice's city is only a small city, there shouldn't be large birds in this place, in this place dominated by the subtropical monsoon climate.
"Huh?" Alice tilted her head sideways and looked out through the window, only to see the black.
At 4 o'clock in the morning, it is also the time when the night is the deepest, and it is also the time when people are most tired and sleepy.
On a moonless night, the street lights outside didn't turn on the quilt for some reason, and I don't know if the wires were short-circuited or because the bulbs were broken.
Looking through the window, apart from the darkness and darkness, the sound of my own breathing was the sound of birds flapping their wings outside the house.
The sound of insects that should appear at this time of life has disappeared completely, perhaps because of the reason for avoiding the flying bird, because of the existence of natural predators, and they are so afraid that they dare not even make a sound?
In such an environment, as long as it is an ordinary human being, it will feel uneasy, let alone Alice, a girl who only celebrated her fourteenth birthday last night.
Suddenly, there was a clattering sound from the window of Alice's room, which startled Alice, who was nervous, and jumped up with her pillow in her arms.
"Ahh
The sound did not stop as Alice fell, but became more rapid, making a series of sounds hitting the glass window.
Alice secretly rubbed her head because she fell off the bed, and she could only sigh at her bad luck when she encountered such a thing in the silent night.
Kneeling on the floor, his hands gripping the sheets tightly, he slowly stuck his head out and looked in the direction of the window.
"Scared!"
A pair of eyes glowing green in the darkness, staring at Alice's eyes tightly, startled Alice, who had just stuck out her head, and suddenly retracted her head again.
But after Alice's fuss, the sound of the constant banging on the window finally stopped.
The room fell silent again.
I don't know if it was 5 minutes or half an hour, Alice, who couldn't hold back the little curiosity in her heart, moved again, and lightly hid half of her face behind the bed, and half of her face poked out slightly to watch.
I don't know if it's because my eyes are adjusted to the darkness, or if the dawn is coming.
This time, Alice finally saw through the glass window the culprit who was responsible for all this.
A big bird with a cat's face is looking at Alice outside the window, isn't this a cathead pigeon?
Alice exhaled deeply, patted her chest, and got up.
Now that she has seen clearly what it is, Alice has no reason to be afraid, after all, she is just a cat-headed pigeon of a cricket, not a ghost or a gangster, so what is there to be afraid of?
Can it still hurt itself through the thick glass on the window?
Alice thought so, and then stepped softly into the window, and the cat's eyes followed Alice's movements.
Walking to the window, Alice got a closer look at the owl's pigeon.
It's not unlike those pictures of cats on TV and books.
If anything, if there really is any difference --
Alice's gaze shifted down to the cat's paws.
There's a pink letter tied to it!
Pink letters?
Alice felt that the world was so ridiculous at this time.
At four o'clock in the morning, someone used a cat's pigeon to send a letter to himself.
Did you not wake up, or did the world change too much?
Not to mention that the envelope of this letter is still pink
Pink envelopes are usually only used when girls write love letters to their sweethearts.
A normal person would use such an envelope to send a letter with a cat-headed pigeon at four o'clock in the morning!
Alice opened the window while complaining frantically in her heart.
Seeing that the window was opened, the cat-headed pigeon flew in with a whoosh, and landed on Alice's big bed.
Leave a few feathers and two large paw prints on the white flyer.
"Oh, my bed!" Alice snorted at the sight of the owl making a mess of the sheets she was sleeping on.
"Goo"
Ignoring Alice's reaction, the cat barked at Alice, and then stretched out its paws tied to the letter.
"For me, for me to untie?" asked Alice, pointing her finger at herself, in disbelief, to the cat-headed pigeon.
"Goo"
The cat-headed pigeon nodded, stretched out its paws again, and called urgingly.
Alice walked slowly up to the cat's pigeon, and reached out from a distance to untie the rope that bound the envelope.
The rope had just been untied, and the cat-headed pigeon ignored Alice, threw down the envelope and flew out of the window with a whoosh, and before Alice could react, it melted into the night and disappeared.