In the night, the light of the distant city shone in slightly from the direction of the balcony door, illuminating the girl wearing a black and white gothic dress, black stockings and long sleeves covering her slender hands and feet.

Illuminate her figure that slowly disappears like a projection.

When I returned to my senses, I opened my eyes and saw the garden, where the sea of flowers in the distance swayed peacefully outside the open-air balcony open to the world, swaying in shallow waves.

Ling looked at the female figure standing there in front of her, wearing a dark blue dress, and she looked at her gentle smile:

"Looks like you've already asked clearly, so I'll do it again..."

Shui Linlang looked at the slender figure in front of her who was exactly the same as the position where the young man once stood, smiled softly and said without surprise:

"Welcome to Huaxia."

Leaving the manor, flying through the lonely and cold night sky of the capital, the lights below are bright like an ocean,

This time, she actually saw the two-story hut.

The figure descended from the night sky, as if in a fairy tale the fairy tale had crept into the dream of a human home, and the heels of cowhide boots were silently on the floor.

Looking at Fang Ran, who was hanging in a daze and had been overwhelmed by his own mental power, he had already entered the dream in a slight sway,

Ling stood there and watched him for a long time...

Then his small hands reached out from his long sleeves and covered his hot and crimson cheeks.

The big light golden eyes melted into a mist and wet look, full of fawn-like panic.

I... Isn't it weird just now?

He didn't find anything...

Wouldn't I be too fierce...

Returning from the floating islands in the sky on the Mediterranean, returning to Huaxia, a country she had never thought of settling here, on the way back, she finally had time to recall the extra memory in her mind.

It's like a dream, with the care of a little girl gently peeling off candy, connecting the sudden images on the icy sea, the memories that didn't happen in time but are incomparably real,

Dreamy and beautiful, warm and sweet incredible.

is also in such a mood, so Ling doesn't know how to face Fang Ran, so she can only use a false projection to slow down the panic that faces him directly...

And the instinct to throw himself into his arms.

Looking at the young man who had fallen asleep by shaking slightly, she watched for a long time before she slowly regained her composure.

After once again confirming the blockade of the room, no one would find out, Ling gently and carefully used his mental power to support his body, and the mechanical rope disappeared silently, putting him on the bed,

Then the rolled cup quietly loosened, and was quickly torn open by the young man who turned over.

Ling looked at his sleeping face, her pale golden eyes unconsciously distracted.

In the past, when she was struggling to survive in that village, she didn't tell anyone, the time when her wrist was broken and she couldn't find food, and when she cowered in the collapsed ruins and even warm tears became extravagant,

No parents, no home, she was there with nothing, not knowing if she would be able to wake up tomorrow.

Cold, dark memories,

That's what Ling remembers.

But now there, full of warm light.

Pastures where there is no heavy work, where you can enjoy the sun and naps, magical forests where you can find sweet and incredible fruits, clear and transparent rivers with the aroma of grilled fish,

That village in the early twentieth century, with that youth, everything was different.

The scene where he coldly grabbed the officer's hair and smashed it on the wooden table,

What makes Ling feel is a dreamy warmth... And the strong peace of mind that firmly protects her.

Biting his lip lightly, his hands grasped his long sleeves, and the feelings that he had been holding back finally surged in his eyes, making the already moist mist even more humid.

And that's not all...

Beautiful clothes, steam trains, the bustling city of Milan a hundred years ago, the life of the manor surrounded by maids...

He took himself away from the remote village and saw the wider world.

Let these cowhide boots, which are just made from memory to comfort me, have a price of 50 lira of silver, so that the street girl who originally lived in the ruins will become the focus of everyone in the kingdom's ball,

Let that icy rain in Milan,

It became a warm embrace that she could rely on.

-'If you help me, I'll help you'-

In the overlapping memory, it was the words of the young man who he thought was unreliable who agreed softly,

For this, he paid with his heart and even rushed to the North Pole.

The way he was smirking at himself just now coincided with the determination of the light and shadow he faced on the ice sea,

Standing on the edge of the bed, the slender figure of the girl in the Gothic skirt suddenly dispersed like foam, revealing a little girl who was barefoot on the carpet and only wearing a white dress, and had not yet grown up.

It's like traveling through time from a memory of a hundred years ago.

By now, Ling can completely confirm that this guy's usual stupid and cowardly appearance is just him pretending, and the appearance of his weak anger just now must have been pretended by him.

Ling knew it was because he didn't know how to face himself.

It's just that when she gently climbed into bed, her petite body got into the quilt of the young man, and finally touched the embrace of the young man in her memory again, the carefree and happy journey with the carriage seemed to continue to set sail in a dream...

Let the warmth finally flow from her eyes, the girl shrank into the arms of the young man and grabbed his chest, the immature voice was mixed with the choked tears that wanted to cry quietly, making people not know whether to complain or joy...

"You liar, stupid, you said it all... Let you hold mine..."

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