The black-winged angel floats in mid-air just outside the windowsill, reflecting the dreamlike back, with extreme mystery and breathtaking beauty. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Is that you?" Cheng Qianxun looked at him in surprise, and then subconsciously looked at the feathers in his hand.

"It wasn't the feathers who brought me here." The black-winged angel explained in a light tone: "Everything you want can appear here. ”

"Does that mean you're here because I think of you?" Cheng Qianxun looked at the black feather in his hand with a little regret, and turned his head to look at him with a little bitterness: "I missed my parents just now, so they appeared." But they couldn't speak, they just stood there like dolls, but you spoke to me. ”

The Black-winged Angel was silent for a moment, then gave a reason: "I don't imagine that someone spit on my phantom like a puppet here. ”

Cheng Qianxun laughed suddenly: "Did you see that your phantom was still there and didn't react, so you did something more excessive?" ”

He didn't speak, and not speaking was acquiescence.

"Then I'll think about you more in the future, at least you can talk to me." Cheng Qianxun turned his head, leaned against the window frame, looked at the crooked moon in the sky, and pointed: "It's still round." ”

So the crescent moon turned into a full moon like an inflated balloon. And it's so big, much bigger than the moon seen on earth, it's a little too big.

The Winged Angel raised his head as if looking at the big moon in the starry sky: "If this moon is on Earth, it will turn tides into tsunamis." ”

"It's a space for illusions, as long as it's beautiful." Cheng Qianxun drew on the sky with his fingers: "I used to be curious and learned a little about constellations. After so many years, I have long forgotten it, and I have climbed the steps for a day, and now I remember it again. This is the Andromeda constellation ... ”

With her fingers, the stars in the sky seemed to be connected by invisible pens, and a beautiful fairy appeared in the night sky.

"It's Cancer!" At the touch of her fingers, a large scorpion appeared, and raised its two pincers.

"Ursa Major, Ursa Minor... In my imagination, two bears appeared, holding hands and dancing in circles.

"Hehehe!" Seeing that the stars in the sky have turned into stick figures, and they are moving vividly, Cheng Qianxun was laughed at by his creativity.

The black-winged angel looked up and watched, he lowered his head and said to Cheng Qianxun, who was sitting on the windowsill with a smile: "You like to laugh very much, this is not normal." ”

"I know!" Cheng Qianxun leaned on the windowsill with a smile and said leisurely: "Reborn after death, I feel numb a lot, I used to be very timid, but now I see so many things but I am not scared and faint." In the same way, I don't think it's funny about some things, but the laughter has improved a lot. Every person who is born again is expressionless most of the time, and I should be the same. ”

She let out a long breath: "But I still want to laugh, as long as I am a little happy, I try to make myself laugh." That's how I feel alive! It all happened so fast, I think you should understand. ”

Once again, the black-winged angel did not speak.

Seeing the stars dancing and fighting in the sky, it was a little weird, and she stretched out her hand: "Recover!" Then the stars returned to their original form, blinking like diamonds reflecting their rays.

She let herself laugh again: "It feels like a god, but this is the underworld." I even have to try to squeeze out laughter, I really don't know if I will cry in the future. ”

"Maybe." The black-winged angel finally spoke: "The higher you go, the stronger your ability will become, and then you won't feel the numbness of your soul due to weakness... But maybe not, when you see through everything, everything in the world will not make your heart laugh and cry anymore, because your heart is numb. ”

"Don't!" Cheng Qianxun smiled at him: "People who can't cry and laugh, no matter how strong their ability is, can't laugh and cry, so what's the point of living?" I'll try not to numb my heart. ”

The black-winged angel didn't respond, the two faced each other like this, and Cheng Qianxun smiled.

After a long time, Cheng Qianxun felt a little tired of laughing, so he put away his smile and leaned against the window frame: "I don't know how many floors I have to climb?" ”

The angel did not answer, so she changed the way: "Is there anyone here who has gone to earth and been born again?" ”

The Black-winged Angel replied with one word: "Yes!" ”

"It's good to have!" She breathed a sigh of relief: "So I still have hope." ”

Thinking that the three floors she passed through today were all reminded by angels, she salivated and asked, "What should I do tomorrow, what kind of things will be waiting for me?" ”

The black-winged angel was silent, and she looked at him expectantly.

After a long time, the black-winged angel finally spoke: "Mammon will tell you, do as you do." ”

She smiled relievedly: "Thank you! ”

Then it was cold again, and the angel was obviously reluctant to reveal too many things.

She picked up the feather in her hand, a very beautiful feather, and couldn't help but scratch it lightly under her nose. It's so soft and itchy!

"Give it back to me!" Black-winged Angel said.

Cheng Qianxun looked sideways a little stunned, the black-winged angel had been floating in the air for a long time, as if standing on transparent glass, and he didn't see him spread his wings.

She held the feather in both hands, like a child who was afraid of being robbed of a lollipop, and said timidly: "However, you said you didn't want it, and gave it to me." You're not going to be so stingy, you're going back, are you? ”

There was a long silence, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward and ridiculous.

"That's mine..." As soon as the angel spoke, he was pushed back by Cheng Qianxun.

"I know, it's your hair!" She put the feather she she was holding on to her chest, and asked pitifully, "If you want to snatch it, I can't keep it at all." But this may be the only thing I can take with me when I fall into purgatory and be burned to ashes. Don't take it, let's go, okay? ”

"My... Hair? The Black-winged Angel repeated lightly and slowly. After a long time, I asked, "You like it so much?" ”

Such a funny thing, Cheng Qianxun couldn't laugh, she pinched her feather and nodded violently.

"Then you can keep it." The angel finally gave up.

Cheng Qianxun hurriedly stuffed the feather into the left corset again, close to his chest.

The black-winged angel looked at all this and made a request: "If you don't put it there, I promise not to get it back later." ”

"Okay!" It seems that he doesn't like the stuff, after all, this feather used to grow on his body. After Cheng Qianxun answered, he took out the feather, and after thinking about it, he stuffed it into the right corset, still sticking to the meat.

The black-winged angel, who had been standing still in mid-air, moved his wide robe, and his tone seemed to have a bit of helplessness in his tone: "There is no better place? ”

"Hmm!" Cheng Qianxun nodded and replied very seriously: "I don't want to break it, it's really beautiful." ”

Now the hem of the angel's robe and the wide sleeves were floating without wind.

Cheng Qianxun didn't know what kind of emotion the angel was like this, and whether it was good or bad for her, and looked at the black-winged angel who was floating in the air like an immortal at this time with a slightly nervous look.