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On the small hillside surrounded by singing, the white lily of the valley blooming all over the hill swayed gently in the morning breeze, surrounding the two people sitting side by side.

The girl sang softly, her voice clean and pure, light and lively, like the gurgling of a mountain stream.

The young man's clear and crystalline light golden eyes quietly stared at the girl beside him, thoughtful.

The "White Sparrow" she sang, although the song is slightly immature, is full of emotion. It is as if she is the snow-white bird flying freely in the sky, full of praise and yearning for freedom and happiness.

It's just that in the hope and expectation, there is a faint trace of sadness.

Like ...... I'm paying tribute to something that has passed.

Was it his delusion?

The singing slowly stopped.

The boy stared at the girl beside him, his pale golden eyes showing a little approval in his gentle eyes.

"I don't seem to be out of tune?"

Qianling turned her face to look at him happily, her eyes wide open, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Well, this song is perfect for you. ”

Qingxue looked at her happy appearance, and her clear amber eyes looked at him happily, and the light was so dazzling that it seemed to overflow.

Perhaps infected by her happiness, her heart suddenly seemed to be touched by something gentle, rippling soft ripples.

"Then you don't have to worry, don't worry, sing with confidence, you're singing well. ”

He smiled, and couldn't help but reach out and gently rub her hair like encouragement.

The warmth spread from his palm, as if it had warmed into his heart.

Her cheeks were slightly hot, and Qianling looked at the blonde boy who was smiling gently in front of her, and suddenly felt unreal.

He was close at hand, the warm and beautiful curvature of his lips, and the light golden eyes that clearly reflected her shadow......

I always feel ...... After two days of getting along, she seems to have narrowed the distance between him and him a lot.

All along, the mirror was cold and sacred in her impression. The plain and holy white robe, the brilliant golden bay leaves, that is his unique symbol. The name of the Laurel Angel Snow Clearing Mirror is known to everyone in the whole Ellens, and no one knows it.

He is the handsome young man who stands under the golden laurel tree, he is the noble angel who is always busy in the temple, he is the object of admiration of thousands of maidens of Ellen Is......

Between him and her, it used to be the distance between the starry sky and the eaves.

I can't remember how many springs, autumns, winters and summers, she sat on the eaves, quietly looking up at the starry sky, looking at the laurel tree that radiated a bright golden light, and thinking about her own thoughts alone.

Because there is a person in my heart, even the boring life seems to be a little more pleasant.

Sow thoughts and reap happiness.

It's like a free and carefree dream, but it's just a dream.

I never thought that one day I would be able to meet him face to face, see his smiling face, talk to him, and eat the glutinous rice dumplings he made himself......

She never dared to ask for too much luxury, whether it was the favor of her parents when she was young, or the friendship between Linchuan and Maruko when she was in the Rose Garden, or even the grandfather who loved her later......

Smile at everyone around you, and never ask others for anything.

It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare.

Too many extravagant hopes and expectations often end up with nothing.

But

At least now, you're in front of me, close at hand.

The morning breeze was shallow, and the long light blonde hair was quietly raised.

The fair-skinned and handsome face of the young man was smeared in the soft sunlight, almost transparent.

Qingxue Jing stared at the girl in front of her quietly, and when she saw her looking at him stupidly in a daze, a light smile gradually appeared on her lips.

Stretching out her hand and gently shaking it in front of her eyes, Qianling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came back to her senses.

Seeing the smile in his eyes, her cheeks flushed, and she gradually became a little embarrassed and a little overwhelmed.

He watched her quietly, his cheeks slightly flushed with embarrassment, and his chestnut hair, which was playfully curled gently, and his eyes shiny and uneasy......

Like a little mouse caught by a cat.

The bottom of my heart seems to be filled with gentle waves, round and round, stirring the originally calm heart lake.

"Xiaoling, what if...... It's good that you're one of Ellens. ”

His voice was soft, as if talking to himself.

But she heard it very clearly.

The coldness seemed to spread along the limbs towards the heart in an instant.

She looked up at him stiffly, the flush on her cheeks gradually dissipating, and she was in a trance to reveal a hint of paleness.

The corners of his lips stiffened into a smile, but it was extremely pale and bitter.

"Thank you for this time. ”

The light gold eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the gloom under his eyes. Qingxue looked at her and smiled softly.

Qianling was stunned, and her hands clenched a little.

“...... Are you leaving?"

"Hmm. ”

He nodded.

I've been away from Ellen for more than two months, and I don't know what's going on over there. Now that the shortcomings of Laurel Feather have been remedied, the purpose of his trip has been achieved.

It's time to go back.

The wind came from afar, bathed in the bright morning light on the slopes of the mountains, and the white lily of the valley swayed in the wind, surrounding the white-clothed and blond boy, like a silent retention.

There was a brief silence, and neither of them spoke.

Qianling looked at the blonde boy in front of her, opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to say something, but she didn't make any sound.

In fact, she had long thought that there would be this moment, and although she was mentally prepared, she was still so sad that she couldn't even smile and say goodbye to him.

With so many things waiting for him, what right did she have to ask him to stay even a little longer?

"Mirror...... Are we friends?"

For a long time, her voice rang low.

Qingxue looked at her, and a gentle smile rose on her lips:

"Of course. ”

Qianling smiled softly, and in her clear amber eyes, the gloom and reluctance that he had never discovered were quietly precipitated, bit by bit.

That's enough.

"Hmm...... Before, you said that you would invite me to eat your glutinous rice dumplings again, but it seems that you have no chance. ”

She sighed in feigned regret, but smiled at him again.

Stretching her waist, Qianling stood up from the sea of lily of the valley flowers, looked at the huge clouds floating and floating in the sky, and said softly:

"What kind of Ellens you are talking about is not close to here, is it? ”

He was slightly stunned and slowly stood up.

The morning breeze rose, and the maple shadow swayed, spinning and floating into the sea of lily of the valley, like a falling spark.

He quietly looked at the girl in front of him, his pale golden eyes faintly revealing a hint of gloom.

"Xiaoling, I ......"

hesitated, but it was difficult to continue.

This farewell is probably a permanent secret.

From now on, he will return to the temple and continue to be the venerable holy angel who deals with the never-ending affairs of Elenis.

Maybe never leave again in the rest of your life.

Shallow chestnut's hair fluttered in the wind, and Qianling watched the young man in front of her get closer and closer, and was so shocked that she didn't dare to move.

The long light golden hair fluttered on the white and handsome cheeks, he lowered his head, and the voice sounded softly in her ears:

"Xiaoling, I will always remember you, and you don't forget me, okay?"

The moistness of the corners of her eyes gradually merged into a drop, and she nodded vigorously, trying to smile at him, but the smile was more ugly than crying.

The snow-white slender wings stretched out, setting off a gentle wind that gently brushed away the girl's chestnut hair.

In the sea of lily of the valley all over the mountains, countless white bell flowers shook their little heads, like countless small dandelions about to rise in the wind.

The plain white figure slowly rose into the air, and the beautiful and slender wings were stained with the hazy morning light, and the holiness was like a dream.

Qianling stood in the sea of lily of the valley, gently tilting her face, her amber eyes staring deeply into his every movement, every detail, as if to be engraved in his mind.

She smiled at him and waved softly.

The morning breeze lifted the corners of the white clothes, and the pale golden eyes of the snow mirror were hazy in the blurred morning light, crystal clear and transparent, overflowing with warmth.

With a shallow smile on his lips, he closed his eyes slightly, and the snow-white wings behind him surrounded him, spreading a circle of soft white light.

Like a golden bubble under a clear sky, it gradually dissipated, and there was no trace of it.

Qianling still looked up at the direction in which he had disappeared, motionless.

Stained with soft sunlight, a snow-white feather slowly floated down from the sky and gently fell into her palm.

Qianling looked at the soft snow-white angel feather in her palm, her eyes trembled slightly, and tears gradually flowed down her cheeks.

Carefully hold the feather and gently place it against the heart of your chest.

The morning breeze was gentle, quietly raising the shallow chestnut hair.

The red maple falling from the sky swirled and fluttered, flying around the girl.

The sky is clear and clean, birds are chirping, and red maples are falling.

She stood motionless in the sea of lily of the valley for a long time,

For a long time.