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It's an idyllic love affair.

After Shuwei moved to the city, she was soon appreciated by a noblewoman for her professional skills. With the Countess's patronage, she opened an anonymous studio and took on occasional work on the design of corners of palaces and gardens. On the one hand, it also takes advantage of the future people to make some small machines that are not too advanced to sell.

Just when she was starting to become a little famous, and was too busy to recruit an apprentice, the boy she had rejected reappeared.

in-game.

The boy had faded from the carefree smile on his face. In his story, the village was raided by pirates and many people died, including his grandmother and uncle's family, who raised him. Many people in the village left their hometowns, and he followed people to the city to earn a living.

Out of gratitude and sympathy, Shuwei had no choice but to accept him. But she knew that she might have been under the watchful eye of the devil all along, and she feared any of the slightest intimacy with anyone of the opposite sex. Most of the time, she was very cold and repulsive to the teenager.

It's just that she can't be completely indifferent to her younger kind. When the boy was busy with his work, he sat alone on the windowsill on a rainy night humming the tune of his hometown. The tune was originally played on the Aflos pipe at the ceremony, and it was loud and cheerful. But in the silent rainy night, he hummed intermittently, but it was lonely and sad. Shuwei met it by accident, and her heart softened inadvertently.

She maintained a cold attitude, enlightening and comforting him in a twisted way, but the young man still understood her kindness in an instant. It was a sunny day after the rain in the Mediterranean, a blue sky and a white house, a spotless city facing the mountains and the sea, he raised his head, his red eyes but a big smile, and he asked in the gentle and provocative tone of the first confession to her, "You care about me, right?" ”

The relationship between them took a sharp turn at this moment. The teenager was once again gently and domineeringly entangled, claiming to be her little boyfriend, and would be wary of occasional guests of the opposite sex. His feelings were too exposed, clinging to Shuwei and muttering, "But I'll feel jealous" didn't blush at all.

Shuwei was caught off guard by this situation. She couldn't stand this kind of self-talk pursuit a little, but to say that in the face of such bright and sunny feelings, her heart, which had been detained in the dark for too long, was completely untouched. From the bottom of her heart, she envied this young man for being so unscrupulous to love.

She began to look for the rest of the way out for the boy, intending to recommend him to work elsewhere.

- Although she seems to have been freed, she is no longer capable of liking someone with joy.

The accident happened one afternoon, when the teenager accidentally found the letter of recommendation she had written for him, and after losing his temper with her sadly and angrily, he ran away from home.

It wasn't until late evening that Shuwei found him at the docks. He had just finished unloading a ship with the stevedores and was huddled in the crowd for dinner. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, handsome, and his body did not win at all with strong muscles. Mixed in with the rough-looking and rude dockers, it's like an abandoned cat that can be bullied at any time.

Shuwei squeezed into the crowd and stood in front of him. When the boy got up casually and wanted to leave, he grabbed his wrist.

She led him to the surface of the sea and advised him not to give up the opportunity because he was angry with her. In this era, people who sell their bodies are completely insecure in terms of health and life. The boy replied that she had said so much, but in the final analysis, she still refused to face his feelings. He didn't think that one person's concern for another person would be purely out of overflowing kindness, after all, they had nothing to do with each other at all, and if Shuwei didn't have love for him, why did she think she could interfere in his life. And he was not unsympathetic to her.

He pressed step by step, almost using sophistry to force Shuwei to admit that he liked him, peeling off her heart layers of defense.

In the game, Shuwei finally couldn't control her feelings in front of a person for the first time, and she quarreled with him almost without words. But when she exposed her irrational, resentful, withdrawn, and resentful side like an adolescent girl, he quieted down, and looked at her like an elderly man with tenderness and tolerance, and listened to her incomprehensible rebuttals. In the end, he pressed Shuwei in his arms and told her, "I'm not afraid of anything, you can tell me anything." ”

Shuwei realized what she had revealed incoherently. She finally calmed down again, and this time, she told everything - of course, she hid the fact that Maye was a devil.

"If he dares to do evil to you again," replied the boy, "I will kill him." ”

"You can't do it." "You can't even hurt a finger of him." ”

"Then, if I fail, let's die together."

Out-of-game.

Shuwei looked at Mei Yi's focused and somewhat silent face, and sighed softly.

She thought that this plot should not have much overlap with a thousand years ago, and this was probably just an obsession in May's heart - maybe he had been wondering if if he hadn't been a demon king, if they had other identities, and they had met and loved each other, would the ending be different.

Maybe when he said, "If I can't kill him, we'll die together," he really hoped for it.

But that doesn't change the fact that in this game, he's a coward who can't overcome or dare to face his ego and the truth. (.)