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She stole a glance at Grandpa George's window, worried that the light in his room would suddenly turn on, and then an old man in an overcoat with disheveled hair rushed straight out, pulled her face and said Why did you sneak out in the middle of the night to play.

Something like that.

Oh, that's really awful~

It was nearly early in the morning when Lu'er returned to the bookstore today, and the battle against the mysterious dream body seemed like a dream, even though she had indeed spent a lot of time in the place of light.

The mirror shook suddenly, and Lolita stretched her arms forward, slumping into her fitting room in exhaustion, gasping for air. The room was pitch black, and the light and shadow flowing through the crack in the door indicated that my father had fallen asleep, leaving only a sober girl in the manor who was still struggling to crawl to her bed.

Fighting the mysterious dream body tonight also consumed a lot of her energy, and she was hugged tightly by Lu'er as she left the place of light to apologize.

What, it's like playing a fantasy game, it's not real at all.

Her hair was planted in the soft quilt with her body, her legs were raised high, and the corners of her skirt were gently lifted, revealing her fair thighs.

At this time, Lolita closed her eyes and felt the sudden darkness. This deprivation of her ability to accept images lasted until she was 12 years old. It was a wonderful night, so wonderful that she will never forget it.

When I closed my eyes and opened them again, the classical chandelier on the ceiling looked like a small tree growing on the ceiling, scattering shade from another world. However, there is no eternal sun. She didn't want to remember her past at this moment, and instead of talking to herself, she might as well talk to herself to the wall.

The power of the inducer gradually dissipates, and before long, his eyes will return to their original appearance and fall into darkness.

Only when the morning sun rises to the surface will I embrace the world again.

But the loneliness that she had to accept before was her most painful nightmare.

.。

"Lolita, where are you going?"

Lu'er stood beside the fallen Dream Body, her head raised, her cheeks covered with tears.

"Return to my place of light."

Hitomi shaki stood between the two of them, opening the gateway to another place of light, staring at Lolita's vanishing figure.

"Remember next time." He waved his hand, towards the girl, in the direction of Dream One. "Say hello if you want to come."

"Got it, I will." Once again, a small half of her long hair remained, and her body was gone.

The remaining two stayed in this silent place of light, mourning for the last time. The flames of war had dissipated, and the castle on the sea was swallowed up by the tide, gently releasing fine water bubbles, slowly floating up from the bottom of the sea, through the moonlight, and finally reaching the surface of the sea, shattering into small epiphany, blooming wantonly.

The woman's body was barely supported by the few structures left, but her vocal cords had been burned by the heat, and she could only babble and call. The budgie that Luer had held in her arms landed lightly on her shoulder, feeling the faint breath of another life.

Lu'er's eyes reflected her cheeks, a lifeless face, but delicately like a lonely doll in an artistic painting.

"Who created her?"

Hitomi was a little afraid of Lu'er's interrogation.

"I'm not very clear. But at least I know that the other party's malice is like this sea, vast, vast, and wide, swallowing up countless kindness. ”

His legs still knelt down under the high-intensity overdraft, and he collapsed on Lu'er's body with a shrunken pupil.

A large bed caught him, and the budgie looked at the shrunken pupil's tired face in Lu'er's soft sigh, and seemed to be worried, and her wings tightened. White sheets covered his arms, leaving only his long white hair exposed.

"It's the first time you've seen the world, right?"

"Come back to me. Either way."

The woman stared blankly at the moon in the sky for a long time before nodding slightly, the crack in her neck indicating that her mud tire had been severely damaged and she was unable to express her inner thoughts. The part near her fingers had turned into mercury, and although it was still flowing in a liquid state, Hitomi Shaki's position was already quietly shrouded in her body to prevent unnecessary damage.

"What a poor little fellow."

The budgie on its shoulders flashed its eyes and crawled under its wings, feeling a tremor coming from its feet.

Luel cried sadly.

。。

These are the only memories left.

Her eyes changed color, flowing in the depths of her memory.

It wasn't until after Luel left the place of light that she fell asleep peacefully.

Grandpa George went downstairs in the early morning light, and he held on to the railing of the stairs with his hand, a little worried.

Without reading glasses, it is not convenient to move at all.

Hey, it's good to be young.

He walked around the shelves, and a neatly arranged fairy tale book appeared in his vision. Fingers gently swiped over the covers of these books, feeling the fragrance of the printing ink.

The ink is whined with natural ore and processed at high temperatures to become a fine powder, which is then melted into water until it condenses into a slimy black liquid.

Workers poured ink into the ink cartridges of the press, and the ensuing clicking sound was the most beautiful melody he had ever heard.

I remember that back then, these books were secretly printed by myself.

Oh, it's almost time to go to work.

Grandpa George panicked like a child, hurried into the bathroom, looked at himself sleepily in the mirror, and felt that the world had never been so beautiful.

Being able to get a good night's sleep is something that many young people envy.

Luer walked down the stairs, and Grandpa George sat at the counter in the morning light, and the tall skylight brought sunlight in, forming a small open-air garden - in recent days, Grandpa George has bought many kinds of evergreen plants from the nearby market and placed them in the bookstore, giving people a faint warmth.

"It's a bit of a surprise that nature can't keep human footsteps."

The pipe presses down on one of today's newspapers, with a striking headline carrying the latest news about real estate.

"A handful of age, the words are round, and it is equally surprising."

Luer and Master George turned their heads together and looked at the source of the sound, a little surprised.

It was a middle-aged man, with a mahogany cane covered with a pair of white gloves, a black suit, and a tall top hat. The tie on the chest is red and black, revealing the man's unpredictable mind.

He was polite and walked to the counter with his waist straight, one hand groping for something in the upper pocket of his clothes.

"This is a letter from my daughter."

He took off his top hat, and to his surprise, there was not a single hair on his head, and his bare scalp was very shiny.

Luer turned around and couldn't help but smile.

"Children are so smart."

The cane leaned lightly against the edge of the counter, but it made a dull noise.

Lu'er stood in front of the man, his slender arm pulled up, and then Lu'er let out a soft cry.

The tie in front of me is instantly approaching,

The man bowed.

Immediately, Lu'er's hand was taken by the man and placed on his lips, and he kissed the back of her hand.

The girl was a little nervous and stepped back, but the man still didn't let go of her.

"I see."

Old George looked up and looked at the man smiling and pulling Lu'er.

"So anxious?"

"This is the heart of our daughter, we must accept it."

Lull felt the man's hand loosen.

The cane was held again by the white glove, and the black suit disappeared into the morning light.

"I don't like him~"

Luer threw herself into Grandpa George's arms and sprinkled herself.

"Look at the letter."

The edge of the reading glasses revealed the old man's excited gaze, which was refracted into Lu'er's eyes.

The smell of ink on the stationery is very similar to the ink used by the old man in the printing house, but there is a sense of nobility in this fragrance.

[To dear Lu'er,]

[I'm Lolita, your new friend. Before writing this letter, the following is something I have been thinking about for a long time. You must remember where we met and shared the joy of meeting together. 】

[If what follows upsets you, please forgive me for my unreasonable request.] 】

[I sincerely invite you to join my family, join my family. If Grandpa George wishes, we will give you a piece of land of your own, in return for receiving my heart. 】

[My request is simple, to be my friend. 】

[The ownership of the land belongs to you, and no new laws will be enacted.] 】

[Above, Lolita.] 】

[Swear by kissing the back of your hand, swear by the honor of your family, and strive for your dreams. 】

[Lolita's father, Loraine. 】