"Okay, hit, three to one. "What, how do you practice, why are you so accurate?" "Just play more." ”

Albert looked at the surface of the boulder in the distance, and the small boulder that he hit with his swing made a graceful arc, and then hit the surface of the tip directly above the boulder.

Recently, their mentality is a little unbalanced, Cecilia is getting closer to home, the more nervous he becomes, he can't be quiet because of a lot of more and more information collected by his travels, and now, finally a lot more relaxed, looking back, only to find that he hasn't had much fun for more than half a month.

They all want to relax.

She pursed her lips and threw the pole to lie down on her back: "I don't play anymore, I can't win anyway, it's not interesting at all." ”

"Eh, get up, get up. He walked over and pinched her face, "How can you just give up? People always have a goal to strive for, right? Now your goal should be to win me, otherwise what's the difference between it and salted fish?" "Snorr~ I'm a salted fish, woo... She grabbed one of his hands, arched it, rubbed it, "Well, it's still that comfortable." ”

He sighed, his eyes were much gentler, and he sat down cross-legged, gently combing her hair with his fingers, and using magic to control the temperature, always maintaining a very comfortable level.

"If you don't move, you don't move. He finally pinched, "Slacker." ”

The cat girl squinted her eyes lazily, moved, showed her belly without a little guard, and breathed soothingly.

Time, accompanied by the sound of soothing breathing, also seemed to slow down suddenly, and she said softly:

"Husband. "Hmm. "You know, I used to be, in fact, I wasn't stupid at all, I just saw you and I was stupid all day long. ”

"I know, of course I do, and it's always been clear. ”

"Hehe, before, I really never thought about it, it turns out that there are so many bad things in this world, and there are so many bad people, but I'm sure there are more good people. She stared at the white clouds in the sky, her tail wagging gently, and she held it in her hand even more, "You seem to have something right, right? It seems that you have changed as a person, and you don't feel as relaxed as before, what is wrong?"

“。。。 I was thinking. ”

Albert thought about it for a while, but decided to say it, maybe, it would really make him feel better.

"I said I was a cross-athlete, right? "Yes, you did. "I was just wondering if I was me, or someone else with my memories. "What does it matter. Cecilia turned her head and looked at him, her dark and pure jewel-like eyes, looking at him quietly, casting his shadow, "You are you, you have always been, you have never changed, you are here now." ”

He was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Maybe it's really me who drilled the horns." ”

"Husband. "Hmm. "I have something else to say. "Then you can say it. "I said, don't be angry. "Say, whatever you say, I won't be angry. ”

"Can you, stop telling me about the Underworld and the Night World?" she muttered, resting her head on his thigh, "Is that okay?"

"I don't want to know the unspoken rules, I don't want to know who died because they did something wrong, I don't want to know at all, I felt very uncomfortable knowing these things at first, and then I don't feel weird, but I still don't want to know at all. ”

"Okay, I don't want to know, then I won't take the initiative to tell you, I just said when I asked, anyway, I understand how to go through the channel, and I have talked about how to solve the password for customs clearance, and I know all the precautions, and the rest are scattered and inconsequential little things. "Well, that's good. ”

She looked up and watched the clouds slowly drift overhead: "You say, why are there so many bad people in this world?"

"That's not simple, there are more good people, and naturally there are bad people. ”

"That little mermaid, will you miss your mother?" "It's not an adult yet, and a lot of things haven't been learned yet, so of course it thinks." ”

He gently combed her sideburns, little by little, gently, so that her breathing was more soothing: "Have a good rest, if your heart is upset, just listen to the wind and the grass, and slowly, you can calm down again." ”

"People, how can there be any perfect, when I was young, I felt that the world revolved around me, and then I found that there are many things that cannot be done no matter what, and then, there are always one or two things that I know are impossible to do, in fact, it is very simple, distinguish what should not be done, what can be done or not, what must be done, just do it. ”

"You sympathize with the mermaid, then do you sympathize with the food you eat? The piglet will miss his mother, and the calf will miss his mother, in that case, don't worry too much, just be yourself. ”

"Close your eyes and sleep, if there is anything to worry about, it will disappear when you wake up. ”

Albert's words were like a lullaby that was always gentle and gentle, and her heart calmed down little by little with his words, abandoning distracting thoughts and falling asleep.

He just knelt there, motionless, exerting his mental power.

Many small creatures were shuttling through the grass, they felt the awe-inspiring power, and consciously bypassed the area, and the sound was much quieter, only the sound of the wind and the grass remained, and he watched the woman who had inherited some of the animal's characteristics dreaming in a sweet smile.

Can you really forget about those worries after a sleep?

Maybe.

He sat quietly for a long time, and began to feel a little sleepy, and quietly held her head, so that she would not wake up because of his movements, lie down, and count the clouds in the sky.

The flower-like clouds are spliced together, and it should be half a cloudy day, and he is not so much counting clouds as counting gaps.

With his hands on the back of his head, he hummed an unknown tune, a tune he had brought from his previous life, he didn't know the lyrics of the song, he didn't know which country the few words that didn't know their meaning belonged to, he didn't know what the full version of pure music was, but this song was in his head, and he sang it, not to commemorate anything, but to dispel the depression in his heart.

He hummed vague words, and even this guy himself didn't know the mess he was humming, and the lyrics of a few songs were mixed in with the previous sentence and the next sentence, but he finally finished singing.

Today, Albert doesn't do anything, or more accurately, he doesn't do anything at noon, just lie here, and let his messy mind return to nature again.