After leaving the tower at the top of the mountain, Lorain Hill took a piece of paper with a bibliography in his arms, and then leaped into the sea of clouds and returned to the central school building.

Walk through the moonlit sea of clouds and sky, then fold the emerald green butterfly wings, and the dress flutters in the air and slowly falls into the school building below.

When winter comes, the apricot trees next to the school building also lose their branches and leaves, and they look a little bare, except for a small number of cedar trees, standing straight between the school buildings, which play the role of blocking the view.

Before entering the school building, Lorain Hill shook her dress slightly, scattering a small amount of snowflakes before entering the slightly quiet dormitory building.

Due to the early arrival, there are not many people in the dormitory at present, and many rooms are still dark. Lorain Hill stroked the pine handrail and walked up the stairs of the stairway, the chandelier under the ceiling glowing warmly, but the air was still a little cold.

Several senior students in white dresses walked ahead, talking to each other about current events.

"This year is colder than in previous years, why did I bring it from the cold leaves of the north, I feel that the school is colder than my hometown." A senior complained quietly.

"Haha, do you white-feathered raven also have times when you are afraid of the cold, it's really rare."

"It's normal, because the climate in Emenas is more humid, and it's located in the middle, unlike Xiao Ai's hometown, which is in the Southern Isles, even if it's wet, it's very warm." A knowledgeable student explained.

"When the air is moist, the heat is lost faster, as the teacher said."

"Well, the farmer knows so much."

....

"Okay, let's not talk about this, is there any good program for this year's Winter Festival Gala?"

"It's not clear, this session is hosted by Senior Sister Lu Weiji, one of the ten crowns, it shouldn't be bad."

....

Lorain Hill turned a corner and walked into the hallway of her room, and just as she was about to push the door back, a familiar voice rang out beside her.

"Is it Loraine? How about the holidays. There was an affinity in his voice, and Lorain Hill turned his head to see that it was Bumantha. She wore a white padded jacket with a thin brown belt washed around her waist, which looked well-fitting and rustic.

"The holiday is a wonderful one." Loren Hill recalled his recent experience, a hint of exclamation in his voice.

"Come and sit down, I'm the one in our dormitory, and I'm quite lonely tonight."

"Hmm." The girl nodded.

Closing the door and lighting the candles, Buffantha sat Lorain Hill at the table before bringing out a plate of little man gingerbread from the kitchen.

The color of the gingerbread is similar to that of chocolate, it is darker, and the surface can clearly see the graininess of the flour after baking, which is embellished with white icing to paint the appearance of small people, which looks vivid and cute.

"Lorraine eat, this is what I made at home, and it was a little hot just now." Bumantha said referentially.

Lorain Hill picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, first bit down on the piece, and then chewed it slowly, a sweet smell with a hint of ginger, and the taste was very good. It's a pity that Loren Hill didn't like to eat ginger very much in his previous life, so his mood at the moment is slightly complicated.

"Well, it's delicious." The girl then put the rest of the gingerbread in her mouth and lowered her hand.

"Then eat more." Buffantha pushed the dish over.

"No, no, no." The saucer was pushed back again.

"You're welcome, Loraine. We came to the two dormitories early, and there was no one else, so it would be a waste if we didn't eat. Bumantha pushed the dish over again.

"Woo......" Loren Hill picked up a cookie again, chewing it in small bites.

Watching Loren 'happily' eat the biscuits, Bumantha propped her hands on the table and talked about some of the past.

"Actually, when I was a child, I liked to eat biscuits, but my family was not wealthy, and there were not many opportunities to eat them, so I thought at that time, when I could eat all-you-can-eat biscuits."

"Later." Loren Hill stopped and listened quietly to Bumantha's story.

"Later, my father went to work as a gardener in a noble family, which was a lot better, but unfortunately my mother didn't give me much pocket money, and I still got greedy."

"So I learned to make my own snacks and cookies, and slowly I became good at it." Bumantha picked up a biscuit, snapped it crisply, and put a portion of it in her mouth.

"Does Loren have any plans for the future? I've always thought about opening a bakery or a confectionery shop in the future. ”

"Me?" Loren Hill fell into deep thought for a moment.

If you talk about the previous life, you still have an idea. That is to plant a fruit forest, only need to be busy for a period of time every year, and rest the rest of the time, sit under the tree to enjoy the shade, read a book, and wait for the sun to rise and the moon set.

"I want to live a quiet life." It's a pity that it's not easy, Lorain Hill secretly added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

"Amazing dream~" Bumantha praised with a biscuit.

"Huh? ...... Why? Lorain Hill was a little puzzled.

"Because it's Luolan, if you can live a quiet life at home with peace of mind, it must be a peaceful and prosperous world." Bumantha spoke with oriental adjectives.

"Why, I feel like I'm trying to save the world." Lorain Hill shook her head, her long hair sliding over the fluff on her hood.

"But Loran is such a person, you have a lot of things to think about and care about." Bumantha continued.

"The other girls are concerned about whether they are dressed up today, whether they are fun, and whether they can find the perfect match. And you rarely put much effort into this, and the boys who taught them in the first half of the year were also, obviously not members of our club, you also clearly remembered the subjects they were good at and the subjects they were weak in, and explained them in a targeted manner. ”

"Not only that, but you even care about their outlook on life, just like an old woman."

"How can there be~" Lorain Hill shook his head quickly, hiding a slightly shy expression, then stood up and pinched Bumantha's face, preventing her from continuing.

"Okay, I won't ask for it......" Bumantha took Lorain's slightly cold little hand and took it.

"However, if Loren can live a quiet and leisurely life, it will definitely be a wonderful world." Bumantha spoke quietly, the warm candlelight shining on her blonde hair, reflecting a faint light.

"Why can Bumansha think so much, maybe I just care a little about others, how can I think about such a distant thing." Lorain Hill was still a little puzzled.

"There are a lot of people who care about others, but they are limited by themselves, they don't go too far and do things that they can't do themselves. It's like the wheels are spinning, and there is always a moment when you hit a wall and stop. ”

"But you can really do what you want, and the wheels spin like they never end."

"So, if you can be lazy, try to rest, or one day, you will be tired." Bumantha picked up a piece of gingerbread and stuffed it into Loren Hill's mouth, stopping him from arguing.

"Woo ......"