Warm sunlight shone down the eaves, creating a golden glow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The small wind chimes by the window sounded happily.

Brown Sugar leaned on the eaves and yawned lazily.

Glancing at the little comma-like sparrow that flew by in the clear sky, it wagged its big fluffy tail. Her eyes, squinting into a small slit in the sun, leisurely looked at the busy girl under the eaves.

Qianling stood under the eaves, reaching out to untie the strings of small shells, small bells, and dried fruits of various colors hanging on the corners of the eaves.

Put these small things into a small transparent basin one by one, and Qianling picked up a string of crystal clear pebbles and held them up in the sun.

The golden-red lines in the stone seem to flow in the sunlight, forming a small swirl at the bottom.

It was the frozen tears of the golden-veined fish.

She had searched the swamp for a long time before she could come up with such a small string.

In Maruko's words, Qianling is sometimes an out-and-out madman. She always had an inexplicable passion for those weird little things.

The pebble that had felt the sun kissing was slightly hot in her palm at this time.

Gently putting it into the small basin, Qianling sighed helplessly.

Hanging them in bunches to the corners of the eaves is not an easy task.

This year marks the 300th anniversary of the victory of the Holy War, and the whole of Ellens has become a sea of joy.

On such an important day as the 300th anniversary of the victory, even a small civilian like Qianling is making preparations as fully as possible.

She swept the whole house from the ceiling to the floor, from the kitchen to the windows, replaced the windowsills, the tables, the bedheads, and every corner with fresh bouquets, and took out her precious trinkets from the cupboards, and hung them along the eaves, and the breeze blew, and the little things tinkled like they were humming some mysterious old tune.

On Victory Day, the Holy Angels presided over a grand opening ceremony, and the revelry that was supposed to last for weeks was stopped by the sudden explosion.

Ellen Ises canceled all revelry ceremonies as a sign of mourning for the deceased. The original colorful and dreamy decorations in each district are also about to be canceled, and they will be replaced with elegant and simple bouquets as decoration.

So the little things that Qianling had worked so hard to hang up had to be taken down again before they stayed for two days, and it was false to say that they were not depressed.

Satsuki leaned against the window, her silver hair fluttering in the morning breeze.

He looked at the people coming and going in the sky, his face expressionless.

Everyone was as busy as Qianling, flying down from the roof with a huge colorful ball or fluffy teddy bear that had just been removed, and flying up with a white bouquet or white veil.

Under the golden sunlight, the snow-white wings were scorching with brilliance.

Feeling a strange gaze, he turned his face away, ignoring the girl with a flattering smile.

Qianling reluctantly turned her head back and continued her work.

He hadn't said a word to her for two days since that day's "bath turmoil".

Qianling was a little frustrated, she hadn't gotten along with children before, and she didn't know that today's children would value things like "the difference between men and women" so much at such a young age, and she was just a little kid who didn't understand anything at this age.

Finally took off the last bunch of golden-brown pine cones, and Qianling stretched her waist.

Picking up a morning newspaper at hand, Qianling yawned lazily while reading it.

It is said that what kind of owner has what kind of pet, looking at this yawning posture is exactly the same as brown sugar.

"Satsuki, let's go participate in this!"

Suddenly, a head came to Satsuki and startled him. She shook the newspaper in front of him like a treasure.

Satsuki glanced at her helplessly.

She's always so surprised.

Reluctantly moving his gaze to the newspaper, he was greeted by a few bold words:

The Last Carnival! A dream festival not to be missed.

"What is this?"

"The celebration garden party, I heard that this was very popular two days ago, but unfortunately it will be closed like other events soon, and today seems to be the last time. ”

The most important thing is that in the end this time it is free, and if you don't go in vain. Qianling quietly stuck out her tongue.

"......" Satsuki stuffed the newspaper back into her arms with no interest.

was about to reject categorically, but when he looked up, he saw the face that was close at hand.

She clutched the newspaper, her amber eyes full of anticipation, and the light was so bright that it seemed to overflow.

With the shadow of the previous bathing incident, he subconsciously took half a step back and pulled away.

"Then it's decided, Satsuki is really good. She snapped a bite on his cheek.

"You, you, you......" he covered his cheeks and widened his eyes, but the culprit ran into the house like a happy squirrel.

It's really hard to prevent.

It seems that half a step away is not enough, and we have to retreat to a safe distance.

He thought about it very seriously.

Inside the house.

Satsuki sat at the small wooden table, tossing the pot of white bell flowers as always.

Qianling rummaged through the wardrobe, picked up small clothes and gestured to Xiaoyue from afar.

This is the clothes that she bought with Xiaoyue in Tianshui Street Clothing City that day, and because they are cheap and cute, she happily bought a lot of them.

The green one looks lively and vibrant, the yellow one is elegant and fresh, and the red one seems to be good......

Qianling looked at the pile of clothes in the cabinet and was in trouble.

She has always chosen difficult conditions.

Satsuki's pretty little face looks good in anything, but this makes her even more entangled.

"Satsuki, which one do you like?" she held up the two pieces of clothing in her hand.

"......" he glanced lazily at her and continued to water.

Poor Bell Flower continued to sing hoarsely.

"Just try it one by one!" Qianling ran over with the pale green clothes.

Knowing that she would not give up until she reached her goal, he reluctantly but still stood up very consciously, took the clothes in her hand, and said angrily:

"Turn around. ”

Qianling pursed her lips and turned away honestly.

"Alright. After a while, his faint voice came from behind him.

So fast?

Qianling quickly turned around, but looked at the person in front of her and was stunned for a few seconds.

The pale green short robe, outlined with delicate white lines, like a slender vine growing in the wind, jumped with joy. The soft silver hair is draped over the small shoulders, the silver eyelashes hang lightly, and the fair cheeks show a faint pink. The sun was warmly enveloping, and his eyes were lit with a golden glow.

Qianling took out a fluffy white rabbit ear headdress from the closet and reached out to gently put it on his head.

Get rid of a little white rabbit in the forest!

Qianling resisted the urge to hug him and rub it.

One day she will be cute by Satsuki.

He seemed disgusted by the rabbit ear, and frowned and reached out to remove it.

"Xiaoyue, it's good to wear this dress, but this rabbit ear can't be taken off, and it won't look so good when you take it off. She grabbed his hand with a serious expression.

“......”

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Qianling made a serious remark about "children should wear cute little things", which was clear and well-founded. Satsuki looked at her, a little dumbfounded.

Where do so many fallacies come from?

And he didn't know how to counter the attack at all.

Her fallacies always seem to be victorious.

In the end, he gave up, he couldn't tell her, and he didn't want to listen to her tirade.

"Let's go. ”

She smiled brightly and reached out to rub the soft bunny ears on his head.

The little white rabbit had a stinky face and avoided her hand. Depressed but helpless.