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Brown Sugar tilted her head, looked at the girl in front of her, snorted and leaned over to lick the tears on her cheeks.

Feeling the chubby black cat in her arms gently licking her cheeks, tickling, Qianling smiled warmer and warmer.

Leaning down to place the brown sugar on the floor, it meows and spun around her legs, purring affectionately.

Qianling looked at it, her nose was sour, her eyes were misty, and her vision became blurry again.

I lowered my head and couldn't help wiping my eyes, but I just felt the warm tears flowing down my fingers into my palms.

So warm,

It was as if a flame had rekindled in the bottom of the lonely heart, illuminating the gloomy road ahead.

"Don't cry. "The voice is soft.

Her fair, slender hand gently caressed her tearful face, gently with a hint of pity. The fingertips trembled slightly as they touched those warm teardrops.

The chestnut hair was wet with tears against her cheeks, Qianling lowered her head, sobbed slightly, and let the hand gently pull the strands of hair that were wet against her cheeks behind her ears, and gently wiped the tears on her face.

With a sniffle, she looked up at him, suddenly distracted.

The sun is setting and the sky is getting dark.

The long inky hair was soft and long, quietly falling on the chest, quietly fluttering. The hair reflects the afterglow of the setting sun, glowing with scorching fire.

The black hair on the forehead is soft and fluttering, and the white and delicate face is even more crystal clear, as if carved from ice.

The setting sun kissed the white cheek, quietly gilding him with a soft golden red halo. It seems that in the gorgeous and magnificent dusk, the snow that quietly falls from the depths of the sky is crystal clear, clear and soft.

Lan Yue gently wiped the tears from her cheeks, her movements gentle and a little cautious.

Qianling looked at him, her nose was sour, and her tears became more and more turbulent.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he watched her cry more and more, his cheeks gradually wetting his fingertips, and his eyes were panicked and a little overwhelmed.

"Thank you......" The voice was low and hoarse, choked up.

"Satsuki," she looked up at him, her eyes showing gratitude, "Thank you for taking such good care of Brown Sugar, thank you for bringing it back to me......"

The long lashes are bathed in the scorching sun and hang low.

He stared at her deeply, the golden red light under his eyes quietly flowed, and the gentleness of his eyes seemed to melt:

"Ling...... It's not just brown sugar that's coming back to you. ”

The voice is soft.

Qianling was stunned, stared at his face blankly, and slowly looked down at the brown sugar lying lazily at her feet, the fluttering white curtains by the window in the room, the small swirling silver wind chimes, the gently swaying light blue hyacinths, and the small white bell flowers on the small log table next to the bed......

Her vision was blurry, and she suddenly fell into a trance.

It seems that nothing has changed, this is still Ellen Iss above the sea of clouds, she still lives with Xiaoyue and Brown Sugar in that small, but very warm and warm home, tossing around in high spirits every day, sometimes blowing up the kitchen, sometimes accidentally burning a few tufts of cat hair with Brown Sugar......

At that time, Brown Sugar was always screaming and scurrying around the house, licking the burned cat hair on her body, whimpering with dissatisfaction, scratching and scratching her face while she slept.

Xiao Yue often looks like she doesn't care about herself, hiding far away, glancing at her from time to time, her eyes are helpless, and sometimes she is a little surprised.

And she always smiled indifferently, jumped up and hugged them and rubbed them around, a smile on her face that was sunny.

As if recalling that happy day, Qianling laughed stupidly, with a few tear stains on her face, which looked a little funny.

She smiled, laughed, but the smile gradually froze, and there was a hint of emptiness in her eyes.

The white curtain quietly raised by the breeze is plain and clean, but there is no trace of the original brown sugar scratched with its claws;

The new and delicate wooden wardrobe also has no corner that was dulled by Satsuki because she was often confused and had been dulled by Satsuki;

The kitchen was clean and tidy, the dishes were shining, and there were no more strange colors left by the cooking accidents that had exploded again and again;

The bell flower swayed gently, white and pure, but it was not the one she had brought back from Galandelle and planted it with her own hands.

The chestnut hair fell softly, and Qianling looked around the room, but the light in her eyes gradually faded, revealing a trace of gloom.

It's exactly the same home she had in Ellens, but it's very different.

She has long lost her wings and is no longer the original her, and Xiaoyue's changes are even more earth-shattering, and she is no longer the original Xiaoyue, even the brown sugar has gained a lot of weight, and it is no longer the original brown sugar......

The situation is still the same, and the personnel are no longer the same.

Qianling lowered her head and sniffled, slowly raised her face, and looked at the gentle gaze in front of her.

The black hair hangs lightly, and the red eyes are magnificent.

Lan Yue stared at her quietly, her eyes carrying a golden red light, her eyes flickering slightly, faintly revealing a trace of struggle and expectation, as if waiting for an answer.

Qianling took a slight breath and looked at him, a smile appeared on her lips:

"Satsuki, thank you for bringing me here, it's getting dark, I should go back. ”

He was stunned, watching her lean over to pick up the brown sugar with an expressionless face, his eyes trembled slightly, and he unconsciously stepped forward and grabbed her hand.

The voice was low, with a hint of uncertainty: "...... You don't like it here?"

Qianling looked at the anxiety and confusion in his eyes and shook his head:

"It's exactly the same place as I used to be in my home in Elenis, how could I not like it. ”

"Then why ......"

Why are you in such a hurry to leave, why are you just expressionless and silent, as if you just saw something insignificant?

Qianling lowered her head, and her voice was very soft:

"The home where I lived has long since been seized by Ellen Is, and I can't go back. Even if there are more exactly the same places, they are not the same. ”

She looked at the brown sugar rolling around with her big fluffy tail at her feet, and there was a touch of tenderness in her eyes:

"I'm already feeling lucky that Brown Sugar can come back, and I don't dare to ask for more. ”

Lan Yue looked at her, her eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and a touch of sadness gradually flowed out:

“...... What about me?"

The voice was low and hoarse.

The sun was dim, the sky was gray and blue, and the last rays of brilliant clouds were lost.

The black hair is lightly brushed, and the robe is fluttering.

Lan Yue stood at the door of the tree house, staring deeply at the expressionless girl in front of her, her long eyelashes drooping, and her eyes were filled with a deep sadness that could not be dissolved:

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm ...... It's different?"

As long as Brown Sugar comes back, she doesn't want anything more. And he was to her, like this treehouse, even if it was close at hand, even if it was within reach-

But it has become dispensable and no longer important.

Qianling was stunned and looked up at him.

As the sun set, the twilight was dark, and the boy stood quietly at the door of the treehouse, his wings hanging low, his thin figure against the afterglow of the setting sun, unable to see the expression on his face.

Not the same ......?

There was a faint tingling in her heart, and Qianling stared deeply at the face she was most familiar with, the magnificent dark red eyes, and the pair of pitch-black membrane wings...... His eyes twitched slightly.

Yes, he has long been different.

Or rather, Satsuki...... You've never been what I thought you were.

Her lips pursed, her eyelids lowered, and her voice was soft:

"Yes. ”

As the twilight faded, the treehouse faded from the warm glow of the setting sun and darkened.

The breeze is cool, and the plain white curtains of the windows are quietly dancing.

Her voice was low, but clear.

Lan Yue stared at her blankly, her cheeks gradually turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were densely intertwined with struggle and sadness, but she couldn't say a word.

The moment was so clear that he heard something in his chest quietly crack a slit, and the cold wind poured in from there, sweeping through every corner of his body......

Cold into the bone marrow.

I used to think that she was just angry, angry that he didn't say goodbye, angry that he concealed her identity, angry that he caused her to break her wings and be displaced......

On that day, the forest was verdant, the drizzle was drizzling, and a faint blue halo quietly rose from the roots of the ancient trees.

She said she regretted not killing Galandelle when he was there;

On that day, the moon was misty, the stream was murmuring, and the plain white tomb was quietly nestled among the snow-white flowers.

She said she hated him, and that if she had to do it all over again, she would rather never meet him.

He was sad, but not angry. It's just because I believe it, I believe it, it's just angry words. Wait for her to be angry, wait for him to apologize, wait for him to get back all the things she lost one by one......

Will definitely go back to the way it was.

She will still smile at him like before, take his hand and shake it, muttering her inexplicable rap theories, laughing and pounced on him and rubbing him with a nymphomaniac, pinching his face and rubbing his hair all day long, and running towards him with "Xiao Yue" and "Xiao Yue" in her mouth......

The happy times of the past are still in sight.

But I never thought of it,

It turned out that those were not angry words at all, it turned out that she really hated him so much, and it turned out that it was so insignificant to work hard after losing......

Originally

What he desperately tried to get back was really irreparable.