Squeak-

The door was pushed open, and the strings of golden-brown pine cones hanging from the door shook a few times and made a slight noise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qianling came to the bed, carefully put Xiaoyue on the bed, pulled the quilt over it, and gently tucked it tightly.

He opened his eyes and looked at her, his face pale.

The hand reached on his forehead,

Luckily there was no fever.

"Satsuki, what's uncomfortable?" she stroked his head with some distress.

He shook his head.

"Later...... Don't run out on your own anymore, I'll take you wherever you want, okay?"

His silver eyelashes drooped, and he didn't speak, pursing his lips slightly.

"You have a good rest, I'll go find out what medicine I can take......"

A hand reached out from the quilt and gently grabbed the corner of her dress.

She turned around and sat down gently on the edge of the bed, "What's wrong?"

“...... Why?" the voice was low, as if with chagrin.

"What?" she tilted her head in confusion.

Like water and moonlight pouring from the window, a pillow of frost is sprinkled.

The boy looked at her without blinking, his silver eyes clear.

"Why don't you ask me?"

Seeing his serious expression, she smiled lightly: "What do you ask?"

"Why am I in that crater, why is everyone dead but I am alive, why ...... tonight"

"Satsuki," she interrupted him softly, "that's in the past." ”

He looked away, and there was a look in his silver eyes that she couldn't understand.

Qianling looked at the almost transparent face in the moonlight, and reached out to gently hold him.

Suddenly he was held in the face and forced to turn to face her, and his eyes widened in a little panic.

"Satsuki, listen to me. Amber eyes looked at him earnestly.

"Everyone has a past, and as long as you live, you will have a past, but the past should not be a shackle that binds you. If you want to say it, I'll listen carefully, and if you don't want to, I won't ask you. ”

She smiled softly.

"On the day of the mourning ceremony, I said that I hope Satsuki can live happily and healthily. The past is gone, and whatever happens, it doesn't stop you from choosing a happy future, does it?"

“…… I didn't have a choice. His voice was low and cold, as if he were talking to himself.

"As for tonight...... Well, you really shouldn't run out on your own," she pursed her lips, but smiled slightly, "but it's normal for children to be playful......"

In the middle of the night, she woke up to go to the toilet only to find that her surroundings were empty, she was in a hurry to find him everywhere, and ran out of the door in her pajamas.

It was a lie not to be angry - but the sight of him falling from the sky made her so frightened that she had no anger left.

"It's good that you're okay. ”

The warm hand pinched his face, and he stared blankly at her smiling face, a little distracted.

"Stop thinking about it, go to sleep. She gently rubbed his silver hair.

The quilt was tucked tightly, and he reached out and turned off the orange lamp at the head of the bed.

"Good night...... Oh no, it's supposed to be good morning......" She looked out the window at the faint light in the sky.

It was almost dawn.

The medicine box seems to be in a cabinet somewhere...... But what medicine should Satsuki take for this situation?

She scratched her head, she was not a doctor, and she didn't dare to give him medicine indiscriminately, what should I do if I eat it?

"Ling. Suddenly, the voice rang out.

She looked back at the silver-haired boy on the bed a little surprised, it seemed that this was the first time he called her name, it used to be "you" and "hey" and so on, and she thought he didn't know her name.

"Is it ......?"

"Come here. ”

She honestly walked to the bed and leaned down as if she was "waiting for orders".

The boy sat up gently from between the futons,

Silver hair falls down the shoulders.

A ray of morning light shone obliquely from the sky.

A soft kiss fell on her cheek, soft as a white feather.

Silver hair brushed in front of her eyes, and the soft morning light illuminated the fair, delicate side face.

"Thank you. The voice was in her ears, soft and unnatural.

Qianling was stunned, as if she was frozen.

Half a day.

A stammering voice rang out: "I'm going to find medicine." ”

She didn't dare to take another look, turned around and ran away quickly.

The boy retracted into the quilt, his silver hair scattered between the soft pillows.

The corners of his lips curled into a slight smile.

In the living room, brown sugar "meowed" in circles at the feet of the girl who was standing.

The flush spread from her cheeks to her ears, and she reached out and tugged at her face.

What a shame!

It's just a child, and he ran away, it's really useless.

She looked out the window at the morning light,

The breeze blows chestnut hair and dances gently.

The morning light is faint, and the clouds on the horizon are dressed in a fire-colored wedding dress.

It's a new day.

After lunch, it was slightly overcast and a light rain fell.

Qianling came in through the door with her clothes to dry.

Satsuki leaned against the edge of the bed, shaking a small stick in her hand, and a fluffy toy mouse was hanging from the stick.

Brown Sugar pounced on the bed, jumped high and stretched out his fleshy paws to slap the mouse.

The clothes that had just been folded were scattered again.

Qianling stared at the two guys on the bed, angry.

"Confiscation. She took the stick in his hand and said angrily: "Wait until the clothes are folded before playing." ”

Brown Sugar watched the mouse reach her and pounced on her lap.

"Naughty ghost. She patted it on the head and lowered the stick to the ground.

Brown Sugar pounced, holding the mouse with both paws, and rolled around on the ground.

The big fluffy tail wagged slightly.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who will it be at this time?" Qianling put down the clothes she was folding in her hand.

Gently open the door.

The drizzle was swaying, and the old man was standing at the door, his sideburns stained with countless small raindrops.

"Ah...... Are you the boss of the garden party?" Qianling recognized him, and the person who came was the boss of the halo throwing game at the garden party not long ago.

"You come in first," Qianling looked at his rain-soaked clothes, turned around and took out a clean handkerchief from the room and handed it to him, "Why don't you have an umbrella?"

"Ah, thank you, I won't come in, I left in a hurry and didn't bring an umbrella...... Well...... Actually, I'm here for something......" The old man took the handkerchief and wiped the water from his face, as if hesitating.

"Tell me what you have to say. Qianling looked at his hesitant expression, a little puzzled.

"Well, that's right, it's about the prize of the third cabinet last time......" the old man stammered, as he seemed a little embarrassed.

"I'm really sorry that prize was taken wrong because of our mistake, but that badge ...... You also know that the badge is a unique status symbol for the angel, after all, this laurel badge is only temporarily stored in the Rose Sky Feather Terrace, and this time the Holy Angel is really ...... to pursue me."

"It's okay, I know how important the badge is to angels, and it's useless for me to hold it, so take it back. Qianling smiled slightly.

Turning around and going into the room, she took out the badge from under her pillow, stroked it gently, then opened the cabinet and took out the box and carefully put it in.

Xiao Yue looked at her silently and did not speak.

"I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble," the old man reached out to take the box, and then looked up at her with a surprised expression, "but ...... Are you really willing to return this badge?"

"This is originally the stuff of the Holy Angels, and I still deserve it. Qianling lowered her head and said softly.

"Look at it this way, there are a lot of precious things in our prizes, after all, you hit the third cabinet, so naturally you deserve to get the prize. Except for this badge, you can choose any of the others. The old man seemed a little reluctant.

"No, it's okay, you can go back. Qianling waved her hand.

The door closes.

Qianling stood by the door, a few small droplets of water hanging from her chestnut hair.

The empty palm seems to still have the coolness of the badge.

She walked slowly to the bed and picked up the clothes that had not yet been folded.

"Why return it? That's what you earned. The voice was cold.

She looked up at him, and her voice was low: "It's okay, it's useless anyway." ”

"You lie. Silver eyes looked straight at her, as if they could see through the soul.

Holding it in his hand for fear of breaking, and putting it for fear of getting dust, he doesn't leave his body day and night, and he hasn't seen her so concerned about anything.

Qianling walked to the window and looked up at the foggy sky.

"What doesn't belong to me isn't mine. Whether it was hitting the cabinet or winning a badge, it was just an accident. ”

Now I woke up from the dream.

She looked somewhere in the drizzling sky,

Imagine a floating island behind the overlapping clouds.

On that small island grew huge golden laurel trees.