"Lollipop?"

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"Taste?"

"Cappuccino, baked autumn knife."

Qian Ge poked her head out from behind the stream lantern and looked at the waiter in confusion.

"Just two strawberry-flavored ones, right?"

The waiter's frown furrowed, and the girl turned her face and stuck out her tongue at Chika.

At night, the pedestrian street is full of people.

With the stream lights in front and Qiange behind, and the backpack on his shoulders trembled, a hotel appeared in the boy's field of vision.

"Tonight, stay?"

"Obey, no doubt."

The girl smiled innocently, in exchange for Qian Ge curled the corners of her mouth.

The hostel is not too big, but the guests are rare. The waiter standing at the front desk caught a glimpse of the black and white cross on the chest of the two, and subconsciously straightened his waist, understanding that there was a new "guest" in Loraine's café.

He pulled out a golden key from the small drawer at the bottom of the wooden table, and looked away from Chika's face until the girl held it in her hand.

There are three large clocks hanging on the wall behind it, and there is only one old-fashioned grandfather clock, which stands directly below the three large clocks, and inside the vacuum-pressurized transparent glass wall is a crow squatting on a pendulum. [The vacuum design is to make the pendulum go more stable and longer.] 】

"If you feel tired, please go to the hot spring in the back garden and relax."

The oncoming waitress was holding a sheet, and her apron wrapped her up, like a white jasmine.

"Tips, warmth, thank you."

After she finished speaking, she took Qiange's hand and walked straight towards the stairs, not caring at all about the thoughts of the person being pulled.

Hey, even at this age, it's better to restrain yourself, right?

He hurriedly stepped onto the floor, looking at the long hair of the flowing lamp and the shadow of his legs, a little fascinated.

"You have to take care of the flow lights! Dad gave you unique talent and imagination, while Mom gave you unique courage and kindness. No matter what happens, believe in the power of faith, no matter where you are, even if you are in trouble and blame, God will help you secretly! ”

"Mom, the stream light is my dream body, and I am her dream body, we can take care of each other."

"Child, the lantern will encounter hardships one day, and you will have the strength and determination to surpass her."

"Chika?"

The top floor of the inn.

The two people in front of the door met their eyes, Qian Ge slowly stretched out his hand and held the golden key, while the flow lamp also stretched out his hand and held a white key opposite it, inserting it into the two symmetrical keyholes on the door.

The golden key turns, to the left.

Turn the white key, to the right.

It's an unwritten rule, and it's the reason why the two of them came here.

"The Lorain family, the castle, the remodeling, the new hotel, the odd."

"Symmetry, cross, right."

The room was huge, surrounded by bookshelves, and the fireplace had been cold for a long time, and there was not a trace of firewood ashes. Two queen beds with fragrant roses and a bathroom tucked away in the other corner of the room. The wardrobe blocks the view of the bathroom, and the tall floor-to-ceiling mirror is shy behind the folding door, slowly pulled open by the flow lamp.

In the mirror, two figures appeared, as well as another "piece" room.

The robe was taken off, and the white dress on the flowing lamp body was exchanged. The black ribbon hung down at the waist, and the folds of the skirt stretched and slowly slipped down to the girl's waist.

"Flow lamp, don't change it now, I'm still there."

"Brother, gentle, safe, trusting."

The girl in the mirror was concentrating on "cleaning" the obstruction on her body, and then she turned around and looked at Qiange who was sitting in the distance checking the fireplace.

"Allowed?"

"Don't say something embarrassing every time."

Qiange smiled wryly, struck a match, and lit up a corner of the fireplace.

"Left, ignition, open flame, habit."

Liudeng saw that Qiange was different from the usual way of starting fire, and was a little dissatisfied.

"Change it today."

The collarbone rubbed against Qiange's ears, and the flow lamp in the nightdress stared at the flames in front of him, leaning on his shoulder.

"Now, place of light, enter, allow?"

"Wait, I want to take a shower."

"Patience, insufficient."

The flames flew up to the neatly stacked wooden blocks, pulling the room into the light. She sat in the chair, her eyes squinted, her legs slightly together, listening to the sound of water dripping from the bathroom.

It was the same in the past.

It's always been that way.

It always will be like this.

When they were children, the two of them listened to their mother's stories by the fire, and their mood was ignited again, like this fire, an endless stream of warm embrace.

There are no more storytellers.

Qiange didn't expect her sister to appear next to the bathtub, and she was naked in the mist. From the sound of a door being pushed to the sound of footsteps, the auditory nerve is always operating with incredible sensitivity.

The younger sister finally stood in front of him, her long hair behind her was covered with water droplets, and the bath towel in her hand was windless.

"You can't live without a partner who listens to the story."

Her voice echoed in the bathroom.

"Word breakout is finally cured?"

Immediately after, the little feet stepped into the water.

It's true! It's true! I saw it, I heard it, shouldn't her words be hallucinations?

The navel falls into the water.

What to do! Although it is said that they are brothers and sisters who grew up together, is it a little inappropriate to do it like this? When I went up the stairs, I thought, "Hey, even at this age, why don't you restrain yourself?" "In that case, there is no expectation at all!

The long hair came to the front with that delicate little face, the snort was audible, and the pupils were visible.

"Interrupted Words, Heal, Help."

The fog was still steaming, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

Voiceless.

"What's wrong?"

Yumeden leaned against her wrist and yawned.

"First. No, I haven't figured it out yet. ”

"What are you going to do now?"

"Sleep."

"It's true."

。。

She opened her eyes suddenly, her chest was unusually tight, and her breath was short, and she thought of the reason.

Lu'er slept soundly in the sun, her arms lying unscrupulously across her body, as if she was holding something, sometimes tight and sometimes loose.

It's no wonder that this is also understandable for children who lost their mothers at an early age.

With the ends of her hair covering her eyes, Lolita straightened her hair and glanced at the clock on the bedside table.

The pinx needle points to 9 o'clock.

Everything is in order.

Except in my head, I kept thinking about what happened last night.

"By the way, I'll tell you something."

Mengdian stepped into the water with both feet, and the whole person sank down in the center of the page.

"The two travelers you met today are special beings. It's just that for me, it's pretty ordinary. But after thinking about it, it's better to tell you. ”

Lolita leaned close to the pages of her book and listened.

"Have you ever heard of double citation?"

"Mutual Leads?"

"Cut, it's boring. Have you seen that? ”

"I only saw you today."

"Then let me tell you, such a double lead is very powerful, but it is also very fragile. I command you, as a dreamer, to keep them safe as much as possible. After all, the power of the Black Tower and the White Tower is already at a low point, and the safety of all Dream Bodies cannot be guaranteed. Accidents like that happened last time happen from time to time, and my place of light is only a small part of the book. Since you don't want to understand now, it's understandable. It's just that I hope that you will be ready for your own desires in the future. ”

The white cross dipped in the water, hazy Lolita's eyelashes.

"Even if it's a dream, there are times when it's real."

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and repeated the phrase several times.

"What my mother often says, I think has a little deep meaning."

Qian Ge finished arranging her backpack and took the sheepskin map handed by the girl, the temperature of her palm still lingering on it.

"Empathy, dreams, real, undoubtedly."

The key, along with other items, was stuffed into the suitcase of the flow lamp, and the two locks were closed with a swing, reflecting the light of the double holes in the door.

The map rolls up and falls into serenity.

Red ink, draw circles.

"Location, Lolita, Manor."

"Look for the Dream Dictionary."