Chapter 55: The Departed
The sleeping girl lay in front of her like a child, Lan held the other party's slender palm, and her gaze swept over the other party's delicate facial features, smooth neck, and undulating chest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although this feeling made him feel like a pervert, Arashi, who really had nothing to do, couldn't stare at the pale green ceiling in a daze alone. What's more, before Emilia fell asleep, they made a pact that they couldn't let go of each other's hands.
"No, as soon as I fall asleep, you'll leave. After crying, the girl had a rare squeamishness on her face.
"No, it won't. Arashi put a quilt over the girl's body and sat on the chair next to the bed.
"Well, that's right, I'll supervise him, big sister. Red Lotus rubbed her head, emphasizing her presence.
"Hey, hey. The silver-haired girl smiled like this, and then stretched out her hand and pointed at the stunned Lan Nunu, "Hold." ā
Seeing Emilia's childish movements, Lan, who turned her head sideways, hesitated for a moment, and finally gently held the other party's hand, "Sleep, your body won't be able to bear it if you don't rest well." ā
"Well, don't let go of your hand until I wake up. Otherwise......" The girl's child-like words made Arashi laugh knowingly.
"Got it, it won't let go. ā
Six hours had passed since the girl had fallen asleep. After the sky on the horizon was replaced by the twilight of the sunset, Arashi, who was a little bored, was attracted by the girl's movements.
Not a prelude to awakening, but ...... Faint snoring. Yes, Emilia was snoring. A low, deep voice came from her small nose. Lan, who heard it for the first time, had to raise her eyebrows and show a surprised look at the red lotus on the side. Then a faint smile appeared on each other's faces.
Because of this brief episode, Red Lotus seemed to find a reason to break its silence, and it opened its mouth towards Arashi and asked, "You should feel it." ā
"Yes. Arashi nodded, he vaguely guessed what the other party wanted to say, and this tacit understanding has never been severed between them.
"The eldest sister should like you. Honglian's gaze turned to the sleeping girl, and said in a quiet tone, "Lan, what are you going to do." ā
"At the earliest, we're leaving in two years. Lan felt the warmth and softness of the girl in her hands, but she had to say so.
"......" Honglian opened her mouth and paused again before saying, "I want to convey this heart to the eldest sister." ā
"Yes. Arashi, who answered, looked at Emilia silently. The silver hair spread out under her body and next to the pillow is like a blooming flower that sets off the beauty of the girl.
Whether you admit it or not, Arashi herself understands. For those who have made up their minds, the girl is like a gorgeous scenery that has appeared in life. The view was beautiful, but not enough to justify him to stop.
It's just that there are some words, how can I say them so that they don't make the other party feel sad? Will she still cry like she still does? What is the difference between herself and those who take advantage of her?
Arashi couldn't help but feel a little irritated when she thought about this, Emilia was always different from Priscilla. When the latter leaves him, he will definitely be like a proud phoenix flower, using a more dazzling gesture to tell the true meaning of the sentence 'Leaving you, the old lady will live better'.
But Emilia is essentially just an ordinary girl, perhaps with an overly prominent appearance. But in just a few months from the first encounter in the royal capital, Lan has fully understood the immaturity of this girl's heart.
It is like a child who carefully stretches out his hand to watch and touch the world, longing for recognition and understanding, but at the same time he is afraid of being hurt and wraps himself in a small world.
Maybe the girl doesn't like him at all, it's just an attachment to a friend. Lan, who thought of this in his heart, subconsciously clenched Emilia's palm.
"Arashi, I wish I had never asked you one thing......"
"What?"
"Do you like the big sister?"
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When Emilia woke up, it was seven or eight o'clock in the evening. The first thing a girl who wakes up from her slumber is to look at her side to confirm her partner's condition when she opens her eyes.
Lan, who was resting on the side of the bed with Honglian, his left hand was still tightly gripping his palm, and the warmth he felt from the palm of the other party's hand seemed to tell the owner that the other party had never left.
"Stupid. Turning cautiously to the side, Emilia looked at the sleeping Arashi with a little joy. The pair of eyebrows that don't get tired no matter how you look at them, occasionally slightly wrinkled and comfortable.
Move your head forward slightly so that your gaze can be closer to the other person, close enough to see the pores on his face. Emilia noticed her actions at the moment, and inexplicably remembered if Arashi in front of her was also looking at her like this?
The crimson clouds boiled like boiling water, and Emilia, who hurriedly straightened her body, silently looked at the ceiling above her head, feeling her heartbeat. Lan woke up because of her movements, he didn't sleep deeply, just a few small movements could make him notice, such as the sudden acceleration of his breathing that should have been calm?
"Are you awake?" said Arashi, who had just opened his eyes, coughing twice.
"Yes. Emilia, who was glad that she had shrunk back, replied in a low voice.
"Are you hungry? I'm going to get some dinner ready. Releasing the palm that was clenched with the girl, Arashi stood up and walked outside. Honglian, who had just been woken up at this time, was a little confused by the situation in front of her.
"Good. Emilia's surprisingly cooperative, well-sleeped, and stable mood seemed to make her rational about what Rozval had done.
No matter how much Rozval deceived himself, it was because I left Elirur that I met Arashi and everyone. The girl lying on the bed thought of what the clown had done.
There are some people who always remain the same in their gentle hearts, no matter how they change.
Arashi, who hasn't spoken any words of persuasion since they met during the day, has remained silent precisely because he believes this. Although Emilia is a woman with excessive kindness, she also has the strength to protect this kindness in her heart.
If she is given enough time, she will be able to come out of her predicament on her own and become more beautiful and resilient than before. The feeling is somewhat similar to that of a child without an umbrella who has to learn to run in the rain on his own.
Although she couldn't feel the girl's thoughts, Lan was leisurely preparing dinner in the kitchen, this was the fourth night in the Sanctuary, the silver moon had climbed the branches, and the morning light of the fifth day was eager to try.
"Arashi. Behind him came a voice that had never been heard before.
Turning vigilantly, Arashi looked at the man who appeared behind him, his fine brown hair was rubbed by clean palms, and he looked like a man in his twenties, with pointed ears similar to Emilia's, and a translucent slender body.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Parker. ā
Lan showed a very surprised expression at what the other party said, this elf who had been disappearing since entering the Holy Domain actually appeared in front of him with such a posture?
"I remember my old memories...... "The man who wanted to stop talking, put down his palm, "my daughter, please leave it to you." ā
As soon as he finished saying this, the man who called himself 'Parker' turned into a tiny point of light in front of Arashi. (To be continued.) )