Time flies, and another year passes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Twelve-year-old Qianling still hadn't grown wings, and ran around the rose garden barefoot all day.

In the New Year, Ellen Iss is full of joy. The lights lit up the clouds around the floating islands day and night.

The three of them slipped out into the street to visit the lantern festival, and one of them carried a beautiful little lantern.

Unexpectedly, Maruko actually met her parents who were separated two years ago at the Lantern Festival.

Seeing Maruko crying and hugging her parents, Qianling and Linchuan looked at each other and smiled, happy for her from the bottom of their hearts.

Unexpectedly, she would be the first of the three of them to leave the Rose Garden.

Maruko couldn't stop crying until she packed up her things, and her parents stood at the gate of the Rose Garden and waved at her, and she still held Qianling's hand tightly and sobbed incessantly.

"Okay, don't cry, it's not life and death. ”

Qianling wiped the tears from her face, her eyes were red, and she still tried to smile on her face: "If you cry again, I will cry too." ”

Maruko sniffed, took out a note from his arms and handed it over:

"This is the address of my house, you remember to come to me, and you have to come if you have nothing to do......"

"Good. ”

Qianling clutched the note tightly, watched her hold her parents' hands, turned her face with tears in her eyes, and waved her hand vigorously.

"Don't be sad. ”

A hand tapped her head lightly, and she looked back to see Linchuan's smiling face.

What I didn't expect was that half a year later, Linchuan would also leave.

At dusk that day, the sun was setting like fire, and the two of them were walking on the road, dragging a long shadow behind them.

"Just send it here. Linchuan dragged his luggage and looked back at her.

"Oh. Qianling tugged at the corners of her mouth, trying to squeeze out a smile.

"Don't laugh, laughing is worse than crying. Lin Chuan knocked her on the head.

"This work, far away?"

"Well, it's two blocks away from here. ”

"Oh......" Qianling pulled her head down.

Linchuan looked at her, and his voice suddenly stammered:

"That...... When the job is more stable, I will come back to Tianshui District...... When the time comes, you ......"

He scratched at his hair, perhaps the golden afterglow of the setting sun shone brightly, and his face was a little red.

Qianling looked at his incoherent appearance and tilted her head.

"In short, you have to be careful when you're here alone, don't go out too late, and beware of the Tiger Boys...... Later, I will come back to you. ”

"Hmm!" Qianling showed a big smile at him, "Work hard, don't fight too often." ”

He dragged his luggage and waved his hand gently, and his figure gradually dissolved into the golden twilight.

Qianling stood in place, watching his figure gradually turn into a small dot and then disappear.

She looked at the sky, and the rose-red sunset floated overhead, as brilliant and beautiful as the burning wings of a fiery phoenix.

Tugging her face hard, she smiled at the sky.

Time is still rushing forward unhurriedly, she is like a small leaf in the torrent of time, humble and small, but gradually from panic to learn to accept it peacefully.

Qianling still struggles to find a job day after day, and when she is lucky, she may find one or two short-term part-time jobs, but most of the time she doesn't get half of the results.

Day after day, step by step.

Copper coin after coin, piggy bank is gradually about to fill.

A little hope takes root day by day.

And the days in the Rose Garden, for Qianling, it is still a nightmare that cannot be avoided.

After Rinkawa and Maruko leave, the children begin to bully her even harder.

Even with her previous dissatisfaction with Linchuan, all of them were vented on her.

"You shit! Hide behind that stinky boy and see who else can protect you now?" the boys grabbed her hair and yelled, "Let you resist! Let you bite!"

With their wings spread, the children laughed and flew into the air, swooping straight down and knocking her to the ground!

The force of the impact pushed her far away, and she fell among the roses, sharp stabs leaving countless tiny bloody gouts on her.

One day in the middle of summer, the sun was shining.

Roses swayed in the wind, and the air was filled with the scent of sweet flowers.

The children whistled and smiled defiantly at her.

Qianling rose from the roses, her shabby clothes stained with blades of grass and dirt.

Her gray face was mottled with tiny wounds, and she bit her lip as she glared at the laughing children in the air, clutching the stone in her palm.

Suddenly she paused, looking in a certain direction in the sky.

At the same time, the children stopped playing and laughing, and looked at the figure slowly descending from the sky, their expressions glazed.

The blonde hair seems to be condensed with sunlight, fluttering softly in the wind.

The white robe is like snow, outlining the beautiful golden bay leaves. A pair of slender snow-white wings stretched gently behind him, and the white feathers were smeared with the warm sunlight.

Snow-white, clean, holy-

He landed lightly on the edge of the rose bush, his blonde hair dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

The whole rose garden was silent, and the boys and girls looked at him with amazement, admiration, and even reverence.

He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the girl by the rose bush not far away.

A smile appeared on the fair-skinned and delicate face:

"This is the Rose Garden?"

The clear voice, like the tinkling of a mountain spring, flowed through her heart, filling with sweet water vapor.

Qianling nodded stupidly.

The blonde boy looked relieved, and his snow-white wings hung down behind him, and he walked towards her step by step!

"Can you give this to the person in charge here?"

He handed over a small package in his arms, and his pale golden eyes looked at her like a gentle sun.

"Oh...... Good. Qianling lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, and hurriedly took the package.

"Thank you. He smiled softly.

After two seconds, seeing that the white robe in front of her still hadn't moved, she raised her head in some surprise.

saw him look at her without blinking, and tilted his head slightly.

"You...... Why are there so many injuries?"

Qianling chuckled in her heart, and then remembered the old scarred wounds left by the countless rose thorns on her body, as well as the new wounds that were bubbling with blood.

How unbearable is I in front of this person at this time?

She lowered her head, pursed her lips tightly, took a step back and wanted to run away, but she was pinned to the spot by his movements, unable to move-

The white hand gently stroked her forehead, and the pale golden halo overflowed from the palm, and the warm temperature spread from the forehead, gradually merging into the limbs.

The faint stinging pain on his body gradually eased a lot.

She stared blankly at the beautiful face through his fingers, the short golden hair gently lifted by the wind fluttering around the white and unblemished cheeks, the pale golden eyes stared at her, and there was a shallow smile on his lips......

It was as if she heard the sound of golden plants growing quietly, and ......

-- The inexplicable sound of drums in the chest.

His face gradually became hot, but he looked at him and was reluctant to look away.

"Alright. The blonde boy looked at her and nodded in satisfaction.

Snow-white wings stretched out, and a gentle wind swept away the chestnut hair on her forehead.

Rose petals fall quietly.

The boy's wings fluttered and rose into the air, like a golden bubble under a clear sky, quietly dissipating in the wind.

Qianling held the package and looked in the direction where he disappeared, and suddenly felt unreal.

There seems to be a slight warmth on his forehead.

She looked down and was surprised to find that all the wounds on her arms and legs were gone, and there was no more pain in her body.

What a great healing technique.

She looked at the sky, remembering the warm and clear smile of the blonde boy, and her heart seemed to be slowly injected with a trace of strength.

Although it was only a short time, she never forgot him.

Probably God heard her prayers day after day, and at a great celebration in Ellens, she saw the blond-haired white-robed figure again.

Entered the Laurel Palace at a young age.、Valued by the Elders' Pavilion.、The youngest genius boy among the twelve holy angels——

Laurel Angel Snow Clearing Mirror.