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The sun shines like a veil on the maple forest, reflecting the scorching maple blossoms.

The green velvet hillside full of white bell flowers, the young man's clear and warm singing voice flowed like water, faintly mixed with a hint of the girl's faint, out-of-tune voice.

"Hmm......"

Qianling drooped her head, her face flushed slightly.

It's rare for him to teach her to sing in person, and she is simply flattered, but she is really stupid, and she still hasn't grown at all after singing for so long.

"I'm sorry, I ...... I've wasted so much of your time. ”

Qianling rested her head on Li Xiaoguo's white velvet head in frustration, and her voice was weak.

Li Xiaoguo's big dark red eyes glanced at her, yawned, curled up in her arms and continued to nap comfortably.

"It's okay, it's okay to practice more. ”

The sound of the snow clearing mirror is soft, gentle and patient.

"Xiaoling—"

A voice came from the other side of the maple grove, and it seemed that someone was calling her name.

Qianling was stunned, as if it was Li Jing's voice, faintly mixed with Li Xi's dissatisfied muttering.

"It's miserable, it's miserable......!"

As if she suddenly remembered something, Qianling screamed and quickly jumped up!

At lunchtime, Lisan seemed to have said that he would go back a little earlier this afternoon to make some preparations for the bonfire party in a few days.

She had completely forgotten about it!

"Are you leaving......?"

Qingxue Jing frowned slightly, stared at her with pale golden eyes, and slowly stood up.

"Hmm...... That, thank you, had a great time this afternoon. ”

Qianling's cheeks flushed with a hint of redness, and she grabbed the hair on the side of her cheeks.

"Me too. ”

His voice was clear and gentle, he looked at her, a smile spread on his fair and handsome face, and suddenly he gently stretched out a hand to her:

"I'm Qingxue Mirror, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

Qianling stared blankly at the white hand in front of her, and then looked up at him, just in time to look into the gentle and clear pale golden eyes.

His heart trembled slightly, Qianling hurriedly lowered his head, looked at his white and slender hand, swallowed his saliva a little nervously, and slowly stretched out his hand to hold him.

The warm temperature came from the palm of his hand.

"Your name is Xiaoling?"

“...... How do you know?" Qianling's eyes widened.

"Didn't that person call you that?" he blinked slightly, his gentle smile tinged with a hint of mischievousness.

"Oh...... so that's it......

"I've been here all this time, if ......"

Qingxue Jingqing's handsome face suddenly climbed into a slight flush, and his pale golden eyes flickered a little, revealing a trace of imperceptible shyness.

Qianling stared at him with wide eyes and tilted her head slightly.

"If you still need to learn to sing, I can teach you. ”

"Good. ”

The corners of Qianling's lips curled, revealing a big smile towards him.

Turning around, she hurried towards the maple grove, and she shouted apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot."

Li Xiaoguo raised his dark red eyes and glanced at him gently, and the four little white velvet paws were gently spread, and they followed behind Qianling lightly and disappeared into the maple forest.

The shallow chestnut hair fluttered gently on the cheeks, the breeze flowed, and a few small white flowers swayed gently in the two five-petal peach-shaped ball-shaped buns behind the girl's head, and suddenly a small flower broke away from the bun and fell lightly.

The silver bell jingled, and Qingxue watched her figure gradually disappear into the maple forest, and slowly lowered her head to look at her palm.

In the palm of that palm lay a small white flower quietly.

The breeze blows, and the white petals flutter gently, faintly revealing the faint fragrance of the girl's hair.

On the green velvet slope of the snow-white lily of the valley, the blonde boy stood quietly in the sea of lily of the valley, and the soft sunlight smudged the white and handsome figure.

His pale golden eyes looked gently at the small flower in his palm, and he smiled softly, his blonde hair fluttering, and his white cheeks reflected in the soft light, and even the sunlight was eclipsed in an instant.

At this time, the maple forest with red leaves drifting.

Qianling's footsteps slowly stopped.

Li Xiaoguo looked at her suspiciously, and slowly stopped at her feet, gently licking her little white velvet paws.

The chestnut hair lightly touched the slightly hot cheeks, Qianling slowly reached out and pinched her face, a pair of amber eyes flowing with light, full of joy and disbelief.

The palm of his hand seemed to still have the warmth of his palm, and she could remember his clear pale golden eyes and gentle smile when she closed her eyes slightly.

Are you dreaming?

My heart seemed to be bubbling with a clear spring, and my heart was filled softly with joy.

The scorching red maple swirled and floated gently, and the girl stood in the maple forest, covering her hot cheeks with both hands, and couldn't help laughing.

Li Xiaoguo tilted her head and looked at her alone, covering her face and smirking around, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness in curiosity.

It was like a long period of rain suddenly stopped, and the long-lost sunshine filled the whole heart.

All day long, Qianling was in a state of lost soul.

So much so that when Li Xi stared at a pair of eyes and scolded her and forgot the time carelessly, she also smiled brightly. made Li Xi and Li Jing look at each other strangely, not only did they lose the interest in scolding her, but they also reached out to probe her forehead, wondering if she was stupid with a fever, or if she was stimulated by something.

There was a smirk on her lips all day long, she stumbled when she walked, and she fell several times, but Qianling staggered up, completely ignoring the strange eyes of the people around her, and continued to walk with a smirk.

Night.

The silver moon hangs high, the moon shines like water, clear and crystalline.

A vague dream, the sound of rain.

It was a thick and chaotic darkness, and nothing could be seen clearly.

She was bound to the cold cross and couldn't move, her whole body was cold, and the stinging pain spread densely from every corner of her body.

The rain poured down, and the cold penetrated the bone marrow.

In the dark night, there was a scorching golden light, and in an instant it was as bright as day.

The chestnut hair was wet and clinging to her cheeks, and Qianling slowly opened her eyes.

The slender snow-white wings stretched out, and the young man wore a white robe, quietly suspended in the scorching golden light.

He slowly pulled the crystal clear laurel longbow in his hand, and the golden arrow of brilliance was aimed straight at her chest.

His pale golden eyes were calm and waveless, and he looked at her silently, his voice cold to the bone:

"You traitor. ”

The pale lips trembled uncontrollably, Qianling shrunk, her whole body trembled, and her tears rolled down like silk threads:

"No, no! I'm not a traitor, I'm not a traitor!"

Don't kill me, don't kill me, at least not your ......!

"Die. ”

His cold gaze locked on her, and a flash of light appeared in his hand!

In the next second, the golden arrow burst through the sky with a scorching flame! The hot flames enveloped her in an instant!!

"Ahh

Crying and waking up from her dream, Qianling hugged the futon tightly in fright.

The placket of her dress was already soaked, and she shivered and stroked her face, but her fingertips only touched the tears on her face.

She had that dream again.

After leaving Ellens, she often dreamed that she was tied to a cross and executed by his own hands. Only this time it was extremely clear, his cold and disgusted eyes, his cruel and indifferent voice, all so real and clear, as if engraved in his mind and difficult to erase.

Qianling slowly curled up and hugged herself tightly.

It was a faintly stuffy night, but she was curled up in the futon and shivered with cold.

Tears rolled down one after another, she cried and cried but gradually laughed, and the bitterness spread little by little in her heart.

Qianling, Qianling, you stupid.

Haven't you already resolved to forget the past, forget everything about Ellens, and start over?

It's just that when you see him again, you're all broken?

With tears still hanging on her cheeks, Qianling slowly got out of bed and walked to the window.

The moonlight is like water, slender and light like cicada wings.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the silver moon in the night sky, and a trace of despair gradually revealed in her dim eyes.

If he knew that she was the criminal who escaped from that execution, he would probably correct her on the spot, right?

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of being known by him, afraid of being disgusted by him, afraid of being handed......

Biting his lip hard, a trace of bloody sweetness gradually spread between his lips and teeth.

The hand slowly clenched, and Qianling gently lowered her eyelids.

That's it, so be it.

One day he will return to Ellens, return to the temple, and continue to be the noble and holy angel. She and he are destined to be people of different worlds. And she has long since decided not to make false expectations, no longer to deceive herself.

If so, at least, in his memory, she would always be the orc girl humming an out-of-tune tune on the slopes of the lily of the valley.

And she will cherish this vague and beautiful encounter like a dream forever in her heart.