In an unknown alley in Denmark, under the warm sun, the two enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

After a long time, Sang Xia said, "It's like a dream." ”

Fusu reached out and wiped the remaining foam from the corners of her lips, tilting his head sideways to look at her without speaking.

"My biggest dream since I was a child was to go to Xuancheng to learn to paint, and then find an art studio to be a teacher and teach other children to draw. ”

It was the first time he had heard her talk about her previous life, and he only listened quietly, looking at her with gentle eyes.

"I never thought that one day I would go abroad. I took another sip of coffee and enjoyed the aroma lingering on my lips.

She suddenly took a deep breath and said, "Fusu, in fact, I don't really think that you don't work and have nothing to do, I know that you have a good life when you don't know me." But in the future, your life will have me, and I just want you to live a better life. ”

Fusu didn't know what to say, but felt as if a drop of burning heat fell on his heart, and the warmth gradually melted.

Like the sun blooming on the top of an iceberg, like the warm breeze flowing in the woodland at night. Subconsciously blinked, and his hand gently held Sangxia's, and the ball was in the palm of his hand.

"And, actually, actually—" She lowered her head a little timidly.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his face to meet his gaze and said seriously, "I'm so ordinary, sometimes I'm scared." I'm afraid that one day you will leave me and don't want me anymore. That's why I want to be good. ”

"I want to stand by your side. I want to do something for you, and I even want to protect you. Instead of being protected by you all the time. Maybe if I say that, you'll think I'm overwhelmed, but... That's what I thought!"

Fusu held Sangxia's hand tightly, met her eyes, and shook his head, "You have never been ordinary, you are my Sangxia." ”

He wouldn't talk sweetly, and he knew something about what she was thinking, but he didn't care.

But at this time, listening to her share some of her thoughts and thoughts about her self-struggle, she was as clear as crystal in his place.

People have problems that they only think about when they are alone, whether they are big or small, light or heavy.

And often, this is the most authentic manifestation of the self.

She was willing to pour out her heart, and he naturally accepted them one by one. Besides, her mind was so bright.

A gentle person has a little more stubbornness in his heart and a little tenacity, such a valuable quality, how rare!

Human life is fragile, while the society in which it exists is cruel and real.

Who is not rolling in such a world, some have successfully reached the top and have dry bones under their bodies, some have practiced a body of copper skin and iron bones hob meat, and more are swept into the torrent of the times and do not know where to go.

Greenhouse flowers are difficult to survive. Of course, Sangxia is not a flower in a greenhouse.

She is unbridled, casual, courageous, and straightforward, which he can see.

It's just that the things that happened one after another made him afraid. He was worried about the invisible opponents in the dark night, who were attacking her because of him. What he was worried about was whether the eyes of heaven and earth were always staring at him.

And her birth, according to Yang Seventeen, is actually not allowed. Will those eyes notice, maybe someday, maybe at any time, they will take her away from him.

These possibilities made him nervous and forgetful of the courage he should have.

The love of children is not necessarily a bad thing. It's up to you to sharpen yourself on this long road.

Two weak people hugging each other can only be called warmth. One strong and one weak must have one side to be protected, and over time, the strong and the weak are tired of each other.

Only when two strong people are together can they fight against the invisible opponent and their eyes that are always staring at her, and can they truly have her ideal future.

Although the future she wants is very simple, but because of him, the two of them will definitely have a hard time.

In the dark, because of that most simple mind, she realized something that even he ignored.

At this moment, Fusu seemed to have been opened to a certain spiritual aperture, and he thought through many things.

He took her hand and looked up at the sky.

Burst into laughter. Fearless, not afraid! I don't just arrange it if you say it's arranged.

Lao Tzu will definitely be able to protect his daughter-in-law, and Lao Tzu's daughter-in-law is not a coward. It's not like you can be at the mercy of the maneuver.

The words are not spoken, but the words are true.

He has always been envious of their open-mouthed ruffians in the middle of the night, and he was forced to scold people in a hurry.

But at this moment, he suddenly had a sense of sudden relief.

It turns out that this is the feeling of letting go. Very, cool!

Go to his doppelganger, go to his Zhao Gao and Peking University, go to his reincarnation and not see each other.

Lao Tzu flashed, jumped.

"Sansha, close your eyes. ”

Oh! Being led all the way by Fusu, Sang Xia was a little blind.

Did you say the wrong thing? Why did Fusu have such a strange expression? It looked like a smile, and it felt like he was about to scold. I still feel like I want to eat people...

In a blink of an eye, she came to a remote and uninhabited corner, Fusu commanded, and she did so.

Close your eyes and open them again, it's dark, push the door.

"Wow, wow" Fortunately, it was not shouted, otherwise even Europeans would have thought that a group of frogs had come.

I thought about it a lot, and there was no half of the figure around.

Sang Xia rushed towards a grassy slope where green and yellow intersected like a gust of wind again, "Windmills, there are so many windmills. Fusu, Fusu, you see. ”

On the clear blue sky like blue ink being wiped out in the sky, a few white clouds were leisurely embellished, so white and clean, and the silk was slowly rippling like mist.

Under the world, between the grassy slopes, there are a row of windmills scattered in front and back.

The windmill is a cylindrical building with white walls with several square panes, and a conical black pointed roof with four metal grid-like fan blades.

These fan blades slowly rotate with the wind, their amplitude is the same in different directions, and from a distance, it is really as Sang Xia said, so beautiful that it does not seem to be real, it is as beautiful as a fairy tale world.

In this quiet country, there are only two people in heaven and earth, one running happily on the grassy slope, and the other following unhurriedly behind him.

Such a picture is also so beautiful to look at that people are deeply immersed in it.

But in reality, it is impossible to get deep down. The next moment, when Fusu walked to Sang Xia's side, he took her hand, and as if there was no one around (there was indeed no one on the side), he flashed again.

This time, Sanxia didn't close her eyes, curious to see where Fusu was going to take her next stop for the first time.

Omitting the link of opening his eyes, before Fusu could stretch out his hand, Sang Xia hurriedly pushed open the door and rushed out.

"Wow, ahhhhh

No, Fusu was shocked, I'm afraid I didn't open the wrong door...

hurriedly walked out, and when he saw that something was wrong, he immediately flew away with a scream.

Sang Xia's falling body was caught steadily, and he reacted with a little face, his eyes full of horror, and he stared directly at Fusu.

Then flash, jump, and land steadily. The roof of an unknown building.

"Ahh

"What's wrong?" It was really the wrong door just now, and Sang Xia actually fell out directly. Catch her in mid-air, so the posture is holding. At this time, he gently lowered her to the ground, a little afraid, and asked with concern.

"Let's see if my neck is broken. Sang Xia turned around stiffly, opened his collar and pointed at the back of his neck, Fusu couldn't help but laugh, "Can you still talk if your neck is broken?"

"Oh, yes, too. ”

"Say, did you open the wrong door? What happened just now, woo..."

pretended to cry, which made Fusu feel distressed for a while, and rubbed her neck very guiltily, "But, maybe." I was supposed to be here, but how did I get to Tower Bridge?"

"What Tower Bridge, where is this?"

"London. United Kingdom. ”

Falling from a height, he was anxious for a while, only thinking about catching her, but he was not careful, and the force of such a collision was also very large, although he protected her body with spiritual power, it would inevitably cause a certain degree of contusion.

After carefully releasing her spiritual power and checking it, Fusu breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was not injured.

I was thinking that I couldn't fight with the sky and the earth just now, but I almost let Sang Xia fold in my hands at this time.

I'm afraid, and in addition, it's really a shame to throw home.

"London! really, wow, Harry Potter, wow, wow, wow..."Sanxia is really typical, good scars, and the rough nerves that have forgotten the pain.

As soon as I was scared of the word London, my eyes were full of stars, and I didn't care if my neck hurt or not, and I jumped up like a wallaby.

"Harry Potter? ”

"Harry Potter is a wizard, the most famous wizard in the world. ”

"Magician?!"

"Hmm. A very powerful, very powerful magician, with a lightning bolt on his forehead..."