"Look into your beautiful eyes

Hug you tightly

Oh my love

Thank you for every touch you have given me."

The familiar singing voice sounded, and the voice was empty and lonely, inexplicably pathetic.

Familiar fragments of memories are stitched together into a complete picture......

"Babbling." The naughty little guy was crawling on the floor, the slimy slime making the floor wet, and I saw the mischievous side as soon as I got home.

The barrel containing the little one was knocked over, and the water flowed all over the floor, seeping into the floor.

"Oh, you naughty little one, how did you get out?" I touched the little one's grey hair, which had just grown a little, and he couldn't see, but he skillfully found my palm and rubbed it happily, intoxicated with my touch. "If I hadn't closed the door, I guess you would have run out of the house."

I reluctantly wrapped the little one's body in a cloth towel and picked him up by the armpits, and he flicked his tail in dissatisfaction to get down, waving his little fists and babbling.

I put him on the bed, turned around and went to make milk powder, who knew that as soon as I turned around, I saw the little guy crawling at my feet and pulling at my trouser legs.

What a restless little guy.

I picked him up and scratched his belly, and he grabbed my hand and giggled happily. I put the bottle back on the bed and stuffed it into his arms, and he happily held the bottle, flicked his tail happily and drank it.

After drinking, I took the bottle, he yawned lazily, I wiped his mouth, put the white sea lion doll in his arms, he rubbed the white sea lion doll contentedly, and enjoyed the afternoon nap.

"Whenever you come to me

I'm going to do a qiē for you

Oh my love

You are the flame of my life

Lit my way forward"

Shi hugged my waist, pointed to the clouds fluttering in the sky, and asked me, what kind of cloud is that?

I don't know how to answer his words, clouds don't have a specific title like a constellation, but looking at his inquisitive eyes, I really can't bear to ruin his illusions.

I touched his head and told him that this was a cloud that belonged to the sky.

"Moda?" He didn't understand.

"The cloud is the child of the sky, it has no name, and when people want to call him, they are collectively referred to as 'children of the sky'."

"Niniwa!" Shi happily clapped his palms, hugged me, rubbed my ears, and told me that he was also my child.

I smiled slightly, not understanding what he meant.

"Please don't wonder where I am

I'm always by your side

Oh my love

Please let me take you by the hand and walk into the distance."

I felt my body being lifted, very light, very light, as if the soul had flown out of the body. The heat was hot against my back, burning me to the point where I was about to melt.

The ancient chant rang out with a hissing cry, and what seemed to be a liquid of tears dripped down his cheeks, sliding, and soaking his chest.

It hurts, it hurts in the chest.

The familiar singing voice is still echoing in my ears, it is obviously a sensational love song, but because of the choked cry, it sounds very sad.

Am I dead or alive?

Why is the singing so kind, the crying so clear, and the embrace so warm......

"Witness to you, great gods of Ai and the sea, that I hereby swear that I, Artelius, have entered into a marriage contract with my lover Sals Eddie, and that I dedicate my life to him. From today onwards, I will share my life, my honor and my wealth with him. ”

The song faded away, faded away, and finally disappeared.

I slowly opened my eyes, and the beautiful dream faded away.

I dreamed of the past, the good times with the people I loved.

But am I not dead, why do I still dream of beauty? Is this heaven, or reality?

I looked at my hands, it was my own hands, I clenched my fists, I felt the muscles tense, and the touch was real.

It's an ordinary room, the wooden furniture and floor show the owner's preference, the blackout cloth blocks most of the light, the guide room is quite dark, only a very dim lamp at the head of the bed illuminates, I'm pretty sure this is not a Falcon base room, so where is this? Where is the release?

The door opened, and I looked up, just in time to meet the passer's sight.

"Mr. Witt?" I was surprised to learn that Mr. Witt was Add's father, and we used to communicate secretly while Eddie was alive, but after Eddie left, we never kept in touch again, and it has been three years since then.

Mr. Witt wore a shirt and trousers, and a suit vest over his shirt, and although he was well-dressed, he was not at all energetic, but looked very old, with gray hair all over his head, and his appearance had become so vicissitudes that I almost thought I had mistaken someone.

"You're awake." Mr. Witt put down the plate in his hand with a blank face, and there was a bottle of water on the plate, "I'll go prepare food for you." ”

"Please wait a minute, Mr. Witt," I called to him, "please tell me, in my ...... Oh, what happened when I was unconscious. ”

Mr. Witt went out without looking back, and I propped myself up and got out of bed, which was a very simple action, and who knew that my leg muscles were completely weak, and if I hadn't grabbed the head of the bed in time, I would have fallen to the ground.

One word popped into my head: muscle atrophy. This can only happen if you are bedridden for a long time.

Mr. Witt soon came back and explained to me.

"You slept for three months." Mr. Witt still helped me up without a word. The bed, handed me a glass of milk and a few pieces of butter-dipped bread, "You just woke up, and you can't eat a lot yet." ”

"You took care of me for these three months?"

"Rest assured, my nurse," said Mr. Witt, "that the nurse is someone you can trust, and no one knows you're here." ”

"Thank you," I thanked him from the bottom of my heart, "why am I here?" ”

"Artelius sent you, and he begged me to take care of you, and he said that you are the only one you can trust on the island of Cezea." Mr. Witt snorted coldly and did not continue.

I know he's still guilty of Ed's death, after all, his wife died young, and Ed is his only relative. But it is true, as Shi said, on his island, the only person I can trust.

"Release, no, I mean, where is Artelius now?" I don't know how Shi used this name, but since he used it externally, I could only follow him.

"He's a merfolk, not a human, how do I know. Okay, don't ask the east and the west, I'll tell you the cause and effect. ”

Mr. Witt's voice was a little magnetic and penetrating, and I felt as if I had traveled back in time to three months earlier with his story.