When I had sorted out my mess of thoughts, Jing had already returned to the room with breakfast, and she placed the tray with the dishes on the low table in the center of the room, and then placed them on the low table one by one. After doing this, he looked at me: "Fold, come and eat." ”

"Yes."

I answered, rolled over and got out of bed, took a few tentative steps under the watchful gaze, and when I was sure that there was really no big problem, I avoided Nistina's place, pulled over a cushion, and sat down at a low table—most of the buildings in the town are Japanese-style, and in this case, sitting is a matter of course for everyone.

In addition, it is also related to the fact that the town has an extraordinary sense of identity with ancient traditional culture, in which kanji and Buddhism are the core of education in the town, and they are the foundation that everyone needs to learn, and the extremely old customs and rituals such as "Wu" and "burnt firewood" have even been legitimately moved into the textbooks of the whole class, and under this atmosphere, the old habit of sitting is also restored, and it is a necessary etiquette posture on formal occasions.

After I sat down, Jing sat down on my right hand side as she normally would eat in the living room. At this time, I realized that there were two breakfasts on the table, one was mine, and the other was naturally needless to say, obviously quieting myself.

"Sister, haven't you eaten breakfast so late?"

As I lifted the chopsticks, I looked at Nistina across from the corner of my eye, and found that she was just looking at me with a smile and a smile, but she didn't say anything, giving people a very calm and decent feeling.

In the eyes of others, they will only think that she is an elegant and demure beautiful woman, but they will not think that she is not only not human, but is composed of boundless "darkness" and "nothingness", which can be called a terrifying life like an evil god - in the story I conceived called "Behemoth", she is a character of the level of the Great Demon King, and finally won the victory, successfully devouring the entire world of complete monsters.

Moody, insidious, and brutal...... This series of derogatory words makes perfect sense for her. Also a son of God, Ted is like a tame and harmless kitten and puppy compared to her.

"I'm not used to it."

Shizuna glanced in the direction where Nistina was sitting, before she began to move her chopsticks. I knew she must have been aware of Nistina and Ted's existence, but I couldn't figure out what she was going to think about it, so I had to play dumb and act as if nothing had happened until she mentioned it.

Taking a sip of the thick corn and crab porridge, I began to think about going to visit Miss Liuzhi in the afternoon, judging from the previous details, the source of all the abnormalities on the yarn was undoubtedly Miss Liuzhi - this is a beauty that I can't figure out, and even makes people vaguely feel dangerous.

I can't help but feel a little headache at the thought that if I want to help Sa, I will have to spare Miss Liuzhi, and even have to explore her secrets. The role of force is relative, and in the case of exploring the secrets of others, it is inevitable that you will show your own feet. In front of an extremely intelligent person like Miss Liuzhi, I don't dare to say that I can unilaterally gain an advantage, and the disparity between their positions and positions is an extremely disadvantage for me.

Not to mention that there are several more important points; What position should I take to intervene between Miss Six Senses and Sasa? And to what extent? Is it a good thing for yarn?

At the end of the day, I'm just judging myself...... No, or rather speculation, I think what happened to the yarn is an anomaly. But in fact, maybe this anomaly is not too secret in the town, and it is even the default rule of everyone, and even for Miss Rokuchi and Sasa, it is a matter of course - judging from everything that happened last night, it is very likely that this is the real situation.

So in such a situation, should I really meddle in the affairs between Miss Liuzhi and the mother and daughter of Sasa?

I hesitated to find a way for myself to intervene, or perhaps a reason to convince myself.

"Fold, I want to be with you."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from my ears, and I turned my head, only to find that the yarn was standing on the left hand side for some time; She was wearing an unseasonal light blue dress, her body seemed to be one size smaller, her porcelain doll-like face was dyed red, and her head was bowed in shame.

"Fold, please don't leave me."

Before I could turn my head, there was another veil in a fur coat as white as snow, and she looked at me with her dark eyes, biting her pale lower lip with a soft expression.

"Fold ...... Hold me. ”

In the blink of an eye, another yarn appeared not far away, then a fourth, a fifth...... It wasn't until there was a yarn in every corner of my room that no new yarn was created.

In the bedroom the size of a dozen tatami mats, there were dozens of veils in the blink of an eye, and their postures and expressions were different, or shy, or charming, or resentful, but they were no different from the real yarn, and they all stared at me with those watery eyes, which made people can't help but panic.

I held up my chopsticks, a little overwhelmed, when Nistina, who was sitting across the low table, chuckled in a low voice, and I realized that she was the one who had done everything, took a deep breath, and looked at her with a cold face: "You did this?" ”

If it were Ted, I would have immediately fallen to the ground in fright when I lowered my face, but Nistina calmly stretched out her hand in the air and pointed at it, as if counting the few veils in the room one by one, still with a casual smile on her face: "Who called me the enemy of the gods you created, I am the back of all the living, the end of the world, and the abyss of all good things for you." I have always followed your heart, and it is my duty to present to you everything that pleases you. ”

"What's the point of doing something like this for me?"

Her actions were not of my own inception, and I have no idea of doing whatever I want in a fantasy world.

"For you, everything you like can manifest in this world, so why bother to pursue the 'truth' on the other side and worry about it? Why are you so attached to this life? ”

Nistina stood up naturally, and she walked gracefully to one of the yarns. She ducked behind the veil like a butterfly, then gently wrapped her arms around her petite body from behind, placing a hand on her shoulder and supporting her chin with her slender palm.

"Is it because of this face?"

Nistina's face loomed behind the veil, sometimes dark, sometimes a beautiful face. Her hand gently rubbed against Sa's face, and in the blink of an eye, the face that was exactly the same as Sa's turned into a pale skull, and a pair of hollow eye sockets were still facing me, which made people shudder.

"Or is it because of this body?"

When she stroked her hand, the petite body also turned into Bai Sensen's skeleton. As soon as she pushed forward, the shiny white skeleton came towards me, and I put down my chopsticks and looked at the trembling skeleton and Nistina behind it, trying to see what she was going to do.

Soon, the skeleton came to me and raised its arms as if to hug me. I hesitated for a moment and glanced at Jing beside me, who was eating her breakfast quietly without squinting as if she hadn't noticed anything.

Given this, I didn't move, and let the skeleton hug me. But just as the arm bone was close to me, the skeleton vanished in the blink of an eye, replaced by Nistina's tall and tall figure.

She brought her beautiful and elegant face in front of me, with a sly smile on her face: "Or is it because of such behavior?" ”

As she spoke, she opened her arms and hugged her, and the soft touch was fleeting. In the next moment, she was gone, and sat down across the low table as if she had never moved.

"Do you know that Ain, whom I know, values the nature and vocation of every living being? The brilliance and illumination of Kerry Suente, the tranquility and nourishment of life in Soan, the heaviness and support of the world in Ted...... My unknown and the destruction of all things. ”

She glanced up at Ted, who was still peering into the room overhead, and was so frightened that he closed his eyes, flapped his wings, and set off a strong wind that didn't know where it had gone. She smiled and shook her head: "Our long life is a journey to practice our nature and vocation, and once we turn our backs on our nature and vocation, we will suffer calamity and annihilation. But fate doesn't change even if he sticks to his nature and vocation - Ted will die from the endless plundering of his descendants, and Mara will burn her body in a frenzied and raging burning game...... That's our destiny. ”

"When Ain created us, he predestined us with a destiny and an ending. If we break free from our nature and our vocation, then Ain will be punished immediately. And if you follow your nature and vocation, you will end up with a doomed end. What a favor and how cruel it is! ”

"Because of love, we give an unchanging nature and a vocation. Because of grace, not only do we have life, but even the journey of our life must be carefully crafted, and every destiny is invested with effort and wisdom. Because of joy, he has always looked at us, never deflected his gaze, and promised the world in which we can live—our every move, word and deed, is the essence of Ain's mind. ”

"Pay attention to the nature and vocation of things, and arrange the destiny that they deserve, and do not tolerate the slightest deviation. Fix everything, create everything, just because everything is your own will—this is God's nature, that is, God's nature. ”

"So what? You want to say that I'm just going to ...... They are seen as puppets who only take pleasure in interfering in the fate of others. Is that what it means? ”

I listened to her words quietly, pondered her intentions in my heart, and was silent for a few seconds before replying: "If I want to express such a meaning, then I will not deny it." Human beings should be creatures who look forward to a better future in their hearts and use their own hands to create the destiny that they and those close to them desire. Even if it is a little domineering, but even so, I will want to help others live a 'happy' life in my eyes - because I am close, I will care; Because we care, we help. It can't be said that it is good or bad, and no one knows until the end, even if it is to say that this emotion is just self-satisfaction, it is understandable. But...... It's human nature, not some divinity. ”

"Huh...... You seem to be wrong, and the concept of swapping doesn't work for me. I don't mean divinity because of closeness, the indifference of helping others to be better because of affection, but something more exalted and worse; Because of interfering and fabricating fate, I bet on love; Because it can be controlled, it is given grace; Because it is one's own creation, mercy is given. ”

Under my gaze, she chuckled freely, and did not at all look like an inhuman monster, nor just a imaginary being, but a human sorcerer with an incomparably quick mind and a great talent for speculation: "This is not just a substitution of conditions, for for God there is no such thing as a before or after conception of time. At the moment when everything is born, it is also doomed to the end of everything. So love is not limited to one, but everything. In other words, everything is recognized, everything is given equal affection, everything is predestined, and no matter how much you struggle, you can't change it. Such fairness and justice, I ...... I wish it all were destroyed, including myself. ”

"That disappoints you, I'm not the god you call me, and I don't have the ability to take all my destiny into my hands. Even if I am your creator, I do not have the ability to plan for you the world and every detail of your life. ”

I exhaled softly and pointed to my head: "What's more, everything about you is just an idea, and there is no such thing as details. ”

She smiled noncommittally and knocked on the table: "In that case, then I should also return the 'things' to you." ”

"What ......"

Before I could finish my question, my brain felt as if it had been blown apart by a bomb, and a tearing pain swept through my body from the cerebellum, and the vision in my eyes was torn apart along with it, with the left eye being a myriad of jumping spots, while the right eye reflected reality.

The pain came and went quickly, disappearing without a trace in an instant. Then the light spot in the left eye gradually faded, and the vision in the eye was restored, but at this time, the reality of the scene tore open the colorful surface in my eye, presenting a painting-like scene, the matter first showed transparent lines, and then little by little the light spots gradually filled in - the table in front of me began with the most basic lines, and a little spindle-shaped light spot split from one to two, and two to four...... In the blink of an eye, a line of light is formed, and then the light rays are arranged with each other in an orderly state to form a plane. The planes are layered on top of each other, eventually forming a whole.

In the end, the low table takes on its original form and color in the left eye's vision, but this is not the end. The low table in his eyes was still for a moment, and then turned into countless spots of light, representing another scene; It was a grove of shaded pine trees, and on one of the humble pine trees, a hedgehog-like pine cone slipped from its branches and tumbled on the ground. During this period, a brown seed detaches from the pine cone.

After several heavy rains, the seeds were buried in the soft soil and began to grow rapidly. At first, a small seedling breaks through the soil, then pulls out the branches and leaves, grows rhizomes, and tries to take root in the soil.

The sapling's rings are stacked in circles, and soon they become strong and tall trees, part of a lush pine forest. In the process, there are winds and snows, and there are all kinds of creatures passing back and forth by the trees, squirrels, birds, snakes, insects and ants......

Finally, a middle-aged man came to the pine forest, his eyes closed, his lips twitched, and then a huge force tore the dirt and uprooted many trees, including this one.

The tall pine tree was mixed into the pile of pine trees, and in the blink of an eye, the sawdust flew and the dry, thick bark was peeled off, revealing the pale cyan wood texture inside. Afterwards, piles of treated trees are piled together and left to rest in a dry warehouse, where the moisture from the trees is evaporated by the abnormal room temperature and dispersed into the air.

During this period, from time to time, people came to the warehouse to take away suitable wood, and this pine, which had been completely dry, was also chosen by a young man with a slightly immature face. He silently recited the mantra, and the pine, along with the other wood, was suspended out of thin air and taken out of the warehouse.

Under the cutting of invisible tools, each piece of wood is either turned into planks or blocks, and then put together, and the facets are rejoined under the strange force, as if they are a whole.

In this way, low tables and other bits and pieces were born, which were brought to the familiar room and placed in the familiar guest room. I saw my mother, and then there were others, and one day, there was an extra baby in the house.

The sight paused slightly as my mother held the baby to sleep, and based on the shape of my mother's lips as she spoke, I judged his identity - Shiraishikawa, my eldest brother who had died in name for a long time.

The picture of light and shadow continued to advance, and the guest room was constantly being filled in and out, and Shiraishikawa grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. By the time he was four years old, he was able to communicate with his parents articulate and had his first friend, who he took to the home room to play with his building block toys.

Soon after, the mother became pregnant again, and a few months after her belly bulged, another member of the family was added.

As time passed, familiar marks began to appear on the table, including the pencil knife scratches that Shiraishikawa had left when he drew on the table, and the graffiti that he couldn't erase after applying paint to it when he was naughty. By this time, when Jing appeared in the guest room, she no longer needed to be held or supported, and she seemed to be no more than a year old, and she seemed to be more well-behaved than babies of her age, and rarely cried—a quiet personality as her name suggested.

As an older brother, Shiraishikawa seems to like Jing's younger sister very much, and often comes to tease her, or play with her with his own toys, but Shizu always walks away impatiently, showing disgust that anyone can see.

After leaving the guest room, Shiraishikawa often slapped the low table table in annoyance and muttered to himself. I couldn't tell what he was saying from his silently quivering mouth, but I guess I was annoyed by Jing's coldness to him.

Soon after, Shiraishikawa grew up a little more and put on the uniform of the Moral Education Garden. As a result, the low table was moved out of the guest room and into Shiraishikawa's bedroom, the empty room where Saima was temporarily staying, next to the quiet room.

Shiraishikawa leaves school every day and comes back with homework or painting on a low desk, and he has a cheerful personality, inviting friends to his home and playing in his room. He seemed to have a very happy day, but in fact, shortly after he started attending the moral education school, every night, he would toss and turn in bed and couldn't sleep, and every now and then he glanced cautiously at the sliding door that led to the hallway, as if there was some monster hiding outside.

I don't know what I saw in Shiraishikawa's eyes, but in my eyes, the sliding door that he had closed and locked as he lay on the bed opened silently, and there was darkness in the corridor without the slightest light, and from time to time there were deeper shadows shuttling through the black corridor.

Shiraishikawa, who was lying on the bed, was unaware of the opening of the door, but looked at the door from time to time with a shiver, and after confirming what kind of false illusion, he closed his eyes with peace of mind - I don't think a child would be able to calm down when he saw the door that he should have closed being opened silently, and there were strange objects moving outside the door in the dark.

Obviously, the reality he saw in his eyes was a very different picture from the reality I saw in my eyes.

What's going on? Why did such a strange situation happen in this family before I was born?

My mind was filled with doubts, as if to answer my doubts, and the vision of the left eye, which had been "playing" at a uniform speed, seemed to press the fast-forward button; I saw Shiraishikawa become more and more frightened, and although he couldn't see the real situation, he still noticed something unusual.

He had a cheerful personality and became gloomy, and every night, he curled up early in the quilt and rolled around, and from time to time he jumped out of bed in fright, and gasped for breath in sweat. He no longer brings his friends to play at home, and sometimes he doesn't even go to the moral education garden, so he hides in his room, lying on the side of the low table facing the sliding door, and sits indifferently all day.

When his parents noticed the abnormality of his eldest son, they brought a doctor who worked at the town hospital, and a middle-aged female doctor asked him various questions and helped him check his health. In the process, his parents and the doctor walked into Shiraishikawa's room, but there was no quiet figure.

After the doctor's examination, he was about to leave after saying something to his parents that was obviously a doctor's order, but at this time, Shiraishikawa, who had been lying on the bed blankly, suddenly trembled violently, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the corridor at the door with his mouth wide open, even if it was just a silent picture, but it made me understand that he was screaming loudly, almost hysterical.

His screams attracted the attention of the physician and his parents, and when he looked where his finger was pointing, he saw a girl who looked no more than two or three years old standing in the hallway, her head slightly tilted to look into the room, as if the clear waters of a lake were mixed with the color of aquatic plants with a breathtaking beauty. She seemed to be ignorant of what was happening in the room, and her immature face showed a hint of doubt, and she met Shiraishikawa's eyes with the same emerald green eyes that I had inherited from my mother, making his body tremble even more.

Shiraishikawa pointed at Jing and screamed incessantly, until his mother stepped forward and hugged him into her arms, blocking him from Jing, and his trembling and madness stopped. Both his father and the physician looked puzzled, but Shiraishikawa quickly fell asleep under the comfort of his mother, and the physician did not wake him up.

After that, his father and mother followed the doctor out of Shiraishikawa's room, apparently intending to see him off. Just after they left the room, Jing was still standing in the corridor and looking into the room, it was almost dusk, and the narrow corridor was a little dim, she just looked at Chuan in the room quietly, a smile appeared on her immature face, and the corners of her lips outlined lines full of unparalleled malice.

Finally, her petite figure disappeared into the dim colors.

I subconsciously turned my head and aimed at Jing beside me with my right eye, which could see reality, only to find that she didn't know when she had put down her chopsticks and stopped eating, and also looked at me, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, which flowed with ambiguous hazy colors, no sadness or joy, like stagnant water, so that people could not judge joy and anger.

I felt the hairs on my body stand up, my heart beat violently, and the girl who I thought was extremely familiar seemed to become extremely strange in an instant. There seemed to be a hazy shadow over her body, and even her face seemed to be covered with a gray mask that obscured all the features I recognized.

"You seem to have done something superfluous."

Jing squinted at me for a moment, then suddenly turned her head and looked in displeasure at the empty low table.

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