After Miss Rokuchi had made breakfast, I had to eat a hearty breakfast again because of my lies. In addition to the white rice and miso soup that I cooked with Saso at the beginning, there was also a vegetable salad and grilled fish, and although it was a normal food, it tasted very good.

"Speaking of which, there are still ten days left before the snow festival. Yarn, would you like to participate? ”

At breakfast, Miss Liuzhi rarely broke the rule of eating silently. The Snow Festival is one of the town's most important annual festivals and is held for seven days from February 5th to 12th. On the day of the festival, the adults will use their magic power to build an ice castle in the open area of Maolun Township.

At this time, the town office will take the lead in holding an ice sculpture competition, and there are three competitions: ice sculpture construction for large buildings with magic power, ice sculpture construction for small art, and sculpture without magic power. Each event is divided into team competitions and individual competitions, with adults and minors divided into two groups.

When all the games are over, all the ice sculptures will become part of the ice city, and eventually become a land of ice and snow built by everyone.

"Yes, I want to participate. But I can't do it alone. And ......"

Yarn's mind is easy to understand, she is not worried about Miss Liuzhi staying at home alone.

"If you want to participate, you can go, and if you can't do it alone, don't participate in individual competitions. Shiraishi, you should be quite good at this kind of thing, and the yarn will be handed over to you. You're going to participate too, right? ”

Miss Liuzhi looked at me, her beautiful eyes showing a slight color of request, and she couldn't bear to refuse.

(Option 1: Well, leave it to me.) ）

(Option 2: Sorry, I can't go.) But...... ）

"Well, although I haven't done it myself, I've seen others do it many times. If Yarn is going to participate, leave it to me. I happened to be old enough to participate. But is it really okay for Miss Liuzhi to be home alone? ”

I thought about it carefully, and there was probably nothing going on in those days, and because I was afraid of the cold, I didn't want to participate in the snow festival competition for a few years, but this year I went to see the ice lanterns and ice sculptures as before. In this way, you can justifiably avoid her for a few days in the competition, so as to distance yourself for a while.

"If you go to the competition with Sa, then tomorrow I'm going to go to the maternity hospital and be hospitalized. Can you let yarn live in your house for a while? ”

Since Sasa and I are young children, we must have a parent to supervise us. In addition, if Miss Liuzhi plans to be admitted to the maternity hospital to give birth, she must deal with the life problems of yarn, then my family is indeed the best choice.

"I'll have to go back and ask my parents, but I think it's fine. There are several spare rooms in the house, which is a matter of adding a pair of dishes and chopsticks. Yarn, how's that? When the time comes, call Mika and Mamura together, anyway, there is no limit to the number of people in the team competition. ”

There is more than one vacant room in the house, and when the yarn comes to play at home, her father and mother like her very much, as long as she explains the situation well, her father and mother will not object. Even so, I'm still a little worried, and Saya and Mika have all been to play at home, and Jing seems to be a little annoying at the time. Let's hope nothing goes wrong this time.

"Fold, then please."

Hearing Miss Liuzhi's words, Yarn finally put her mind at ease.

……

"Uh......h Shiraishi, I ...... I've found that the way you speak and act is surprisingly reliable. It doesn't look like a six-year-old. ”

Miss Liuzhi was coiling her hair, with a slender inky hairpin between her lips, holding her hair in her left hand and a delicate wavy wooden comb in her right hand, combing her beautiful red hair up to her chest. I lowered my head and continued to read, but my mind was full of her soft and beautiful lips with hairpins in her mouth, this beautiful dress was too beautiful, and if I continued to read, I was afraid that I would be rude.

"Well, my parents also said that they don't look like a child, but like an adult."

That's my answer, pretending to be careless while reading the book. I don't have to worry about being found out to be a reborn person, and even if I confess to others, this kind of thing will be treated as a joke, as long as I don't do too much, the tone of my voice and the way I behave will only be seen as young and precocious.

There are many examples of mental age being older than biological age, and I am not conspicuous among them—just as I think so, the next moment a cold sweat falls.

"Since you're an adult, I'll talk to you about some adult topics."

Miss Liuzhi carefully curled and twisted the combed hair, and skillfully fixed it with a hairpin to form a simple and beautiful hairstyle, somewhat similar to the style of Suiyun bun, but there are some differences: "Do you think the definition of an individual depends on her body, or on her memory, or on a deeper soul?" If I put all my knowledge and memories into your brain, and make you forget all your previous memories, then you, is it the white stone or the six senses? ”

I kept my head down, and although my eyes were fixed on the page, I couldn't read any of the words on it. The thoughts in my mind are chaotic, is it being discovered? Where is the flaw?

"Probably self-awareness. If a person firmly identifies with his own identity and affirms his own philosophy and personality, then no matter how much his body changes, he will still be his original self. ”

I chose the words carefully to answer, trying not to touch on the realm of the soul, neither too deep nor ignorant, but only a superficial overview. Since I was born again, I have thought that the soul may be a real substance, but it is an invisible substance, an image that cannot be observed by others, or can only be observed by life itself.

This is both inevitable and necessary.

Because if I don't explain it by the soul, I can't give a reasonable explanation for my rebirth. I am a person who died a thousand years ago, and if I don't have a soul, then what am I now?

Is it Zhuang Zhou Mengdie? Or is it just a memory that travels through time? Or is it just a copy and paste of data?

If it is Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, then I was asleep thousands of years ago, dreaming that I would be resurrected into a white stone fold after a thousand years? Or did Shiraishi dream about the life of someone who couldn't be sure of his existence a thousand years ago, and then mistake him for himself?

If it is a memory that travels through time and space, then in what way is the memory transmitted? Quantum entanglement beyond the speed of light, across space-time?

If it's copy and paste, isn't the whole world an unreal program? Changing the location of "my" data from a millennium ago to another location? Wouldn't the whole program crash because of this?

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