One hundred and six words, ten people and ten colors, one period and one meeting, called the thirst for courage. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ah, speaking of which, haven't you asked the name of the fairy yet? It's really rude, I have the virtuous tomb of the bear tribe, I don't know the fairy?" In the colorful crowd, among the men who surrounded the Snow Maiden to be courteous, the man who kept saying words with ulterior motives seemed to have become some kind and elegant good son at this moment. In fact, in the eyes of everyone, he is a perfect good salary, right, at this moment, he took the lead in asking questions under the excuse of reasonable "gentleness", without any sense of disobedience, it seems that it should be like this.

The men around him also seemed to be talking to each other excitedly, trying to get some distance in order to get the woman's name. If anything, the world must be different from person to person. Whether it's the distance between me and the crowd of flowers, or the distance between me and the Snow Maiden.

certain

None of them seemed as close as they looked. If you count it in terms of the number of steps, it is probably one step away.

"Really, so far away..... I, with them, from her, so far away. 》

Pangu opened the sky, and Nuwa created people.

In our time, such legends circulate. However, it is not so much a legend as a history that has been passed down from generation to generation.

It is said that it was the distant era of the flood and famine, and it was the demon clan that ruled the sky, the witch clan who ruled the earth, and the dragon clan who ruled the sea. It was the time when humanity was called the weakest race, but it was this weak race that now became the ruler of the world.

That's not what I care about, though.

If this world was really created by the great god Pangu! I have the urge to complain about him. Not resentment, not even anger.

As a human being, we have never given up our respect for the Creator. Whether it is the great god Pangu or the great god Nuwa, my reverence has never dissipated.

It's really a simple complaint.

This world, this planet, is too delicate and huge under the hands of the Pangu God.

So, in this huge and delicate world, why did the great god Nuwa choose the human race as the darling of the Heavenly Dao?

Small and humble human beings are timid in this vast world.

The world is too big.

Because of this,

The humans of the world have become unaware of how to measure the distance between each other.

Approach, or estrangement, becomes no longer subject to each other's will.

But, perhaps, estimated, probably.....

It's because I don't know that I use so many uncertain words.

There are so many human beings, and yet, each one seems to stand alone, independent of the world, standing in his own world. Divide this vast world into pieces.

It's just that everyone has become indifferent because of their own insignificance and humility.

So, so.

I believe, no, probably I want to believe. In this world, the vast majority of people must be looking for the person who can stand by their side without any sense of distance.

"Xuanniao. In my stunned moments, the Snow Maiden spit out her name. It's different from the Snow Maiden herself.,It sounds distant and noble name.。 I couldn't help but turn my attention to her. Except for saying her name, there was still no expression on her face. His eyes were still just staring at the fine wooden pot in his hand, and the rest was only looking at the side face of the sky from time to time.

"That's right, it's like praying to the sky or something. Delicate, cold, or rather, longing for something. 》

"Xuanniao, Xuan's meaning is black. It looks a little different from you. "In the colorful crowd, no, outside the colorful crowd, a boy said. With an inconspicuous smile on his face, inconspicuous short hair, and an inconspicuous appearance, if he hadn't said such dazzling words, probably no one would have noticed him at all.

"Uh, what are you talking about? So...."Seeing the man who spoke, one of the noble women, he showed a surprised look. Then, with a pleasant and natural voice, he complained to the man who spoke, as if it had always been so, as if it had always been so. However, after that, the other nobles all showed strange looks. Of course, it also includes another man who has been talking to the gentleman in front of the noble lady who has been complaining to the man.

Everyone seemed to have just noticed the man's surprise and discussed.

"Hey, Yuhime's man. ”

"Really? It's Yuhime's man.... Ah, it's not possible. ”

"Yes, how is that possible. After all, Youji is the person pursued by the young master of Xianling. ”

"Well, not necessarily. After all, Yuhime is a direct call to people's names. ”

Noisy, chaotic conversation. The ladies were in a mess, a few men showed thoughtful expressions, and a few men still gathered around the snow girl to show their courtesy. Only the man who spoke before fell silent and stood in place with an inconspicuous smile. No one pays attention to him, no one cares about him.

"Really, what are you talking about? Luo and I only know each other from a clan, I'm sorry, the sisters are a little noisy. ”

"No, it doesn't matter. ”

The noble girl named Yuhime returned an apologetic smile to the man and said an apologetic word. Then he cleverly bypassed the crowd, stood lightly next to the gentle man, and continued to talk with the chattering noblewomen. Until the group continued to walk away, the man's existence was not being mentioned.

Forgotten, forgotten, abandoned.

However, there are still people who turn back. Looking back at the man who was still smiling and staring at him with a bitter expression, he looked back and saw the expression of Yuhime showing his anger at the man who was about to "disappear", and if there was any, it was some noble women and men who didn't know what they were thinking after seeing the expressions of the two.

And I'm the one who has it all.

If you want to ask why,

For I am a candidate for sainthood, holy, exalted, holy virgin. So, I'm not one of them. So, I'm above them. So, I saw this scene clearly.

"So, the world is too big. Those two people, perhaps the distance has not changed since the beginning, although they want to leave everything behind. In the end, it can only be the back of a person standing in place and watching another person go away. The relationship between nature and Ayami will one day fade away. If it's not the two of them, who is the one who created that distance?"

Is it the Creator? or the ethereal way of heaven. 》

"But, sure enough... Something went wrong.... It's human beings. 》

"However, Sister Xuanniao is super beautiful. ”

As if to divert the subject, Yuhime draws everyone's attention to the Snow Maiden with her cute voice.

Yuhime is cute, super cute. It's different from the same change as my quick one.,Yuhime's cuteness.,It's the same.。 But, because of this. Cuteness became a sin.

"So, Yuhime, it's extremely annoying. Or rather, it's incredibly sympathetic. 》

"No, you're beautiful too. The Snow Maiden responded very gently, but it made Yuhime's face ugly. The eyes of the nobles revealed the ferocity of déjà vu.

"Uh, Little Bird (Xuanniao) What do you say, I'm not as cute as I said. Yuhime said in a dialect only used in the countryside.

"No, it should be deliberately pretending to be stupid in the dialect of the countryside. 》

If it is true that the poor must have something to hate, then the hateful must also have something to hate. 》

"The pitiful thing about Youhime is naturally cute. 》

"Because it's cute, it's pitiful." Because it's too cute, it's ostracized. Because it's too cute, if you want to fit into the circle of this rotten and disgusting noblewoman, you have to be less cute. 》

"Youji is just the princess of a small clan, but she is more cute than the princess of many big clans. So, no. Just as a saint must be holy and beautiful, the princesses of large tribes are destined to be more dazzling and beautiful than those of small clans. 》

So, the question. What if not?"

"The answer is simple, isn't it, make cute people not cute. 》

"Yuhime used to be my friend. 》

Everyone said that time would erase everything and restore everything. 》

But no, time is nothing more than a chronic poison. It slowly erodes what happened in the past, bringing it to an end, making it disengage. 》

"Wow, Yuhime has said it, don't talk in tongues. ”

"That's right, that's right, Yuhime is not good at all. It's a bit rustic. ”

"But, Yuhime is honest, isn't it? Sister Xuanniao is indeed super beautiful. ”

Staring at the nobles who were noisy again, I was surrounded in the middle of the crowd with a cold and arrogant expression, and I didn't say a word.

Silence, even if you speak again, you can't think of the next words.

A group of people kept moving forward in this environment, and walked to the caravan that Snow Maiden wanted to go to. Countless ancestors gathered together and exchanged in their own preferred ways. Because no tribe uses the same currency, it seems to be more prosperous.

"Speaking of which, you haven't asked yet, what is Sister Xuanniao doing in the caravan?"

"Buy wine. After hearing the question of the noble girl who didn't know which one, the Snow Maiden replied softly, although the people around her had unrealized expressions. However, it is precisely because of this that the side face that looks up at the sky looks even paler.

After that, Snow Maiden went straight to a merchant selling alcohol. It is said to be a merchant who sells alcohol, but it looks like a grocery store. The Snow Maiden was a simple-looking young woman carrying a three- or four-month-old baby on her back. With a pair of big eyes that look cute, he waving his little hands "babbling". Seeing this scene, the Snow Maiden showed a gentle look on her face and held one of the baby's small hands, as if she had been healed by this fragile little creature.

Probably, I'm the same. I, who made the same choice as the Snow Maiden, also held one of the baby's little hands. What a tender hand, gentle and soft. The gentle warmth of my little hands relaxed my nerves, which had been tense.

However, the next moment, the baby suddenly began to cry.

"Did I pinch him?" 》

But no!

It is the fear of the young woman that makes the baby cry. Looking at the kneeling young woman, I once again confirmed my identity.

I am a candidate for sainthood, holy, highly, holy.

Even such a pure baby can't touch my existence.

Even if you hold the baby's hand, the distance between them is still unshakable.

Seeing this scene, the Snow Maiden shook her head and waved her hand to throw a blessing to the young woman. In the eyes of the Snow Maiden, I saw a trace of nostalgia, as if I had seen something in me. It is also because of this farce that everyone seems to have lost interest in playing.

On the way to the tribal assembly, everyone unanimously chose the indignation of the young woman.

Cold and empty, this short circuit just waited motionlessly for the end time.

Everyone is just waiting to reach the end.

The venue of the tribal assembly is the main camp of the Tuoba clan. In that camp, as a young patriarch who greeted the guests. I saw the figure that disappeared this morning.

But

At the moment of our group's arrival.

He and her, showing a look of surprise!