Even he didn't know how long he had been asleep.

I just feel physically warmer and warmer. In this warm feeling, even the discomfort caused by the wet clothes stuck to the body seems to be less unbearable. This time, he slept deeply.

The warm light reflected on his face in his closed eyes. The skin, which had been pale from the cold, was smeared with a golden glow by the sun. The light is so penetrating that it can pass through such a deep canyon and bring warmth to this forgotten corner.

Even though Xiu had closed his eyes, the golden light still penetrated his skin, filling his vision little by little with the gradually glowing light.

The light is getting brighter and brighter, but it is also getting softer. Slowly, the points of light seemed to turn into soft bubbles one after another. The bubbles fluttered leisurely in front of his eyes, beside him. A soft glow illuminates the dark world. He looked around, not knowing when all around him were golden bubbles. In the soft light of the bubbles, his vision was filled with light.

He was like walking in a sea of bubbles, with bubbles floating in front of him and behind him, on his fingertips and above his head. But when he tried to touch those balls of light, he couldn't.

He lowered his head several steps as if he had given up, and suddenly turned around and threw himself at them. But the bubbles deftly fluttered and scattered, giving up a large open space and leaving Xiu in the air. But he didn't feel like he was falling on the hard floor, and a field of grass as bright as a bubble caught him.

The scattered bubbles did not stop, but because of the moment of cultivation, it was like a wave of the sea, and suddenly the golden sea of light was like a rhythmic tide. The bubbles didn't seem to be able to withstand such a sudden drastic change, and they drifted silently into the sky, and the boundless sea of bubble light suddenly scattered into a point of light in the sky.

Xiu raised his head and saw that under the light of the bubbles, the sky was no longer a dark and low mountaintop, but a golden and gentle sky. There are no clouds, no glare sun, sort of, just soft to warm, golden to holy sky.

On that soft grass, the boy who had fallen on the grass looked up at the bright sky.

He raised his hand, only to see the clean and comfortable white-trimmed and blue-bottomed sleeves on his arm.

He was dressed like the most common civilian clothes for aristocratic children, comfortable and close-fitting, dry and warm. Beside him was a long patch of grass that shimmered with a soft white light. Fingers brushed it and it felt like soft cotton.

He fell to the ground and sniffed. The smell of the grassland is like a quilt basking in the sun, with a hint of sunshine in the warmth. He rolled over and lay down in the soft grass, feeling a trace of relaxation and happiness born from the heart of the burden. This feeling made him want to sleep well.

He exhaled comfortably and closed his eyes in this golden world.

"You're here!"

Suddenly, an unusually familiar voice sounded beside him.

The voice sounded happy, like a child who had been alone in an empty room for a year, hearing the sound of parents swapping from outside the door at the moment when Chinese New Year's Eve was about to pass.

Xiu opened his eyes and saw a small figure sitting beside him.

Maybe it's because he's sleepy, he can't see what he looks like. In the warm glow of gold, he could only see a blurred outline of gold.

Who are you?

"You're finally back." The figure said to herself, and then lay down at his side as well, holding her head in both hands.

I don't seem to know you.

"Did you encounter anything interesting?" He just wanted to chat with his friends as usual, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be hooked with traces of a smile, as if he was full of anticipation.

Have I talked to you about this? Doubts slowly rose in Xiu's heart. ，，，，，

"Huh? What's wrong, is there anything you find strange? The people around him turned their heads to look at him, and seemed to suddenly realize, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for making such an excessive request." The figure apologized embarrassedly.

I can go out. I've become a Knight of Destiny, and I've got a mission.

"Actually, isn't it good to stay here all the time, why go out?" There was a bit of laziness and confusion in the words: "This world is so warm, so gentle." There are no dark nights, and no cold winters. Why don't you want to stay here with me all the time? ”

Well, it feels really comfortable here.

"Hey" the figure turned over, "This time, don't go out, okay?" After you're gone, I'll be left alone. ”

"There will be no harm here, and no one will bother you.

"People you don't like can't find you.

"People who don't like you can't hurt you.

"Just staying here, I'm already very happy.

"You don't want to go out again, okay?"

The vague figure turned to face him, and there was a plea in his words.

At this moment, there was an inexplicable familiarity and an inexplicable impulse in my heart. It's like the throbbing of emotions that have been brewing for a long time before they erupt, and it's like some seed that has been forgotten in the dust of time is about to burst out of the ground.

He opened his mouth, and he was about to spit out something, but he couldn't say that word, and he couldn't remember a word.

Great sorrow welled up in his heart, and for a moment he felt something warm coming out of his eyes.

He curled up, his mouth open weakly, his eyes staring blankly, but he couldn't even make a sound of crying.

The more the grief did not stop, but grew bigger and fiercer. Eventually, he felt like he was drowning in a tide of grief, suffocating a little.

The tide is really coming.

The golden world instantly dimmed, and a torrent of gray rushed from the sky, and in the turn of the day, it was close in front of him, covering him with a mighty wave that rushed over his head.

The feeling of suffocation suddenly disappeared.

He looked around in confusion and saw that it was a gray world. It was as if I had fallen to the bottom of the deep sea again, and above my head was the sea of storms and waves.

The warmth just now, the brilliance just now, is like an illusory mirage, all disappearing without a trace.

No, not completely gone, one more point.

There is one more point on his side. But only enough to fit him in.

The golden figure hugged his back, hands around his shoulders.

His mouth squirmed slightly, and the faint voice drifted weakly into his ears

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

At this time, the whole world suddenly became slightly turbulent. A looming call followed.

The sound was very faint, and it seemed to be scattered by the gray wave at any moment, but it never went away.

The sound was so faint that it could easily be overshadowed by the screech of the waves. But it reached his ears again and again.

The voice was so indistinct that it was barely audible what she was saying.

But she repeated it over and over again until he could hear who the voice was calling.

"Hugh Kasuranna......

When Xiu heard this voice clearly, at that moment, something was pulsating in his head.

The voice felt familiar to him and important. And he felt it...... This voice needs him, needs him very much.

The feeling was so strong that he stood up in an instant, feeling that he couldn't stay here for a moment.

At this time, the warmth on his body was gradually fading, and the dry clothes were gradually becoming wet. It wasn't even long before his clothes were wet again.

His clothes had become a Destiny uniform with white trim on a black background, and the tips of his fingers had become a little wrinkled, like water that had been soaked for a long time

The figure's hand seemed to tremble.

After a long time, he withdrew his hand little by little, and slowly stood up. With a forced smile, he said, "You're going to wake up." ”

He seemed to subconsciously want to reach out again, but in the end he didn't do anything.

"Have you forgotten me?"

The remaining golden glow slowly lit up. The gray water was like a scorching sun, silently and rapidly evaporating.

Xiu opened his mouth, but he still couldn't say anything.

"Don't do that."

The light of the figures seemed to have dimmed.

Xiu waved his hand, trying to tell him that he couldn't speak, but the figure didn't notice.

"We said yes, we said yes!" The figure shook hands, but let go weakly.

Xiu hung his hands, a little frustrated.

"It's okay, we said yes, didn't we. I'll wait for you. The figure made a smile on his face.

"Even if I stop you, I can't stop you. In that case, why do you feel reluctant? ”

He glanced at the gray flood of the sky beyond the golden light, and a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"When is the next time I see you?"

He walked over and grabbed his wet hands.

"Will you come to see me with a smile on your face?

"I can feel that you are going through a very painful experience......

"But ......"

He said something, but Xiu suddenly couldn't hear it. I could only see his lips moving, but I couldn't hear what he said.

"Let's leave. Someone else needs you, you need more than I do. ”

He just grabbed Xiu's hand and pushed it.

It was as if something was against his chest, everything was rapidly reversing, everything was fleeting before his eyes.

But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't say anything. Only the rich sadness in my heart is sinking little by little, and the great loneliness is dissipating little by little.

"Don't do it" The figure was suddenly depressed, but finally couldn't help but shout loudly, "Don't forget me again!" ”

The sound seemed to be heard, but in an instant it became faint again.

Something seemed to be coming.

He thought.

I should have heard it, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

But did I really hear the voice?

He doubted himself a little.

It seems like

No

He opened his eyes.

Dusky.

It seems that the sunlight is gone, so it must have gone down. The time now should be afternoon.

He suddenly felt as if he was being held in someone's arms.

"Great," a faint voice came from his ear.

He turned his head to look, and a patch of crimson and white came into view.

"Great," the girl hugged him tightly, "you're okay, you're okay"

The red eyes, the slightly open eyes, the hazy pupils and the tears that slipped down, the girl's self-blame and worry filled her little face.

"I seem to have a dream" repaired his body, but he couldn't get up because the girl was on his chest.

Facing the crying girl, he didn't have the slightest experience. He could only carefully wipe her tears and try to make his voice as soft as possible, "Don't cry, don't cry." But the girl did not answer him, but only hugged him tightly, buried her head in his arms, and grasped his sleeves tightly with her fingers, refusing to look up. It's as if once released, the boy disappears.

"If you're still crying, I'm going to want to cry too." Xiu said a little depressed.

The girl's hand seemed to loosen a little, but it grasped him tighter.

After a while, she said weakly.

"But you're crying too."

Xiu subconsciously wiped the corners of his eyes.

On the back of his hand, there was an extra piece of wetness.

(End of chapter)