In the dark night, by the silent spring, stood a barefoot girl and a silver-haired boy.

"It's cold, you have to kind of it!" 訸計��

"I clean the shrine every day in winter, so why is it difficult for me to soak my feet in cold water?" The Tibetan antelope also chose a rock to sit down and take off its socks.

The two of them looked at each other and slowly put their feet into the spring together. The cold crept into the skin from every pore and down the back, and the two of them shuddered in unison.

While doing this, they both stared at each other's faces to see what amused expression changes on each other's faces.

Eventually, the two of them tried to hold back, but the corners of their mouths twitched on the same side.

"You hold on!" They pointed at each other at the same time and laughed uncontrollably.

"Soak for a while and it will warm up, but if you soak it again, it will be cold, and you have to leave before it gets cold." The owl said, "Are you really still sweeping the floor at the shrine in winter?" ”

"yes." The Tibetan antelope hugged his arms and said, his eyes showing a look of memory, "Dad was still there at that time." ”

Sure enough, as the duck said, after the beginning of the cold passed, the feet gradually warmed up, and all the blood collected *** to warm the feet, and the Tibetan antelope felt a little comfortable.

"Why did you end up in Twilight Town?" He chatted with the wheather in a hitch.

"Twilight?" The wreath glanced up at the Tibetan antelope and laughed a little embarrassedly.

"I'm adventurous." "I only heard a rumor when I went to Twilight Cloudtown. ”

"I see." The Tibetan antelope nodded as if pecking rice.

"Actually, after becoming a singer, I have less and less time for myself." The wagtail stuck out his tongue and smiled playfully, "So this time I ran out, and I just had fun." ”

The duck's smile seemed to infect the Tibetan antelope, and he also smiled slightly, as if the girl in front of him was happy, and he would also feel joy.

"What are you laughing at?" The eyes of the wreath seem to be sharp.

"Where do I have?" The Tibetan antelope suppressed his smile and blushed a little, but fortunately the night was very dark.

"What are you blushing for?" The owl asked.

"How can I blush!" The Tibetan antelope said loudly.

"I'm kidding you, it's so dark, I can't see." The Wagtail smiled again, and it seemed that her smile became especially much when she was with the Tibetan antelope.

Only then did the Tibetan antelope realize that his heart was weak, and the flashlight light was shining from behind him, and the duck didn't even glance at him with his afterglow just now.

"Do you regret it now?" The Tibetan antelope tried to change the subject.

"Regrets? Regret what?. "I knew since I was a child that celebrities were not as glamorous as they appeared to be, and even the elders in the family once opposed me to being a star." ”

"Then why ......" Before the Tibetan antelope could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the next words of the Antle.

"Because that's my dream." There was some yearning in the wheat's eyes.

"Dreams?" The Tibetan antelope was stunned for a moment, dreaming that this thing sounded really heavy, so heavy that his heartbeat slowed down.

"It's my birthday." After a moment of silence, the Duck said something casually, but her voice was as soft as a wisp of wind, and it was ignored without paying attention.

"Happy Birthday!" The Tibetan antelope blurted out.

Then he froze, unprepared, not prepared at all. The Tibetan antelope suddenly panicked, it was so sudden, suddenly his mind became blank, he didn't know why he was flustered.

He probably couldn't say anything except the dry words of Happy Birthday. "Roger." The duck said lightly, so faint that there was no joy of birthday.

For the birthday, the Tibetan antelope once lined up for a morning, bought a signed photo of Xiao Ju'er for Xiao Wen, and then sent it over, in return for Xiao Wen's happy smile and polite "thank you", he was also very satisfied, after all, who let that be his childhood sweetheart?

He didn't think to ask about the baby's birthday, but even if he did, why did he give a gift to the bird? Everyone is not familiar with each other, and there is no reason. And at that time, what I had to compare with his gifts was something that was so extravagant that I couldn't afford it, after all, the duck was a star.

"I've never understood." The wagtail kicked the cold water, the crystal water splashing on her toes, but her mind was wild, "Actually, what's so good about birthdays, it just tells you that you are a year older, you have grown up again, and there are more troubles that will provoke you." ”

"And you tell me your birthday? According to you, isn't it nice that people have always been children?" The Tibetan antelope felt that the wreaves were telling a crooked reason.

"Actually, what you said makes sense." The frog chuckled, "I think that because I'm weird." ”

"What's so strange about you?" The Tibetan antelope became more and more impassive about the thoughts of the girl in front of him, and he had an idea of wanting to get to the bottom of it.

"I won't tell you!" The wreath stretched for a moment, and then said as if summarizing, "So a girl like me is usually described as a crazy witch, maybe no one will like me." ”

"Cut." The Tibetan antelope straightened his chest, "If the witch has a thin waist and long legs, everyone is brave, who will lag behind?" ”

He was stunned for a moment and looked him up and down, "You won't talk about yourself, will you?" Tibetan antelope, there is a kind of coming, being beaten down by others, don't cry your nose. ”

"A gentleman's word!" The Tibetan antelope suddenly shouted, one of his damn nerves jumped, and this sentence did not pass through the brain, and naturally jumped out of his mouth, exhaling like thunder, majestic.

The wheather was stunned, so she had to follow him to pick it up, "It's hard to chase the horse!" ”

"I suddenly think you're funny, Shiraishi Zangling." The Wagtail's eyes looked at the Tibetan antelope seriously, sparkling like stars in the sky.

"I'm not funny at all." The Tibetan antelope was stunned, he felt that he was not the usual him at all just now, and now he could only hide his inner turmoil by hiding himself in the darkness behind him.

……

Zhuqing City, TV Tower.

"Click, Click, Click......" The metal of the TV tower echoed with a slight crashing sound.

If it were daytime, you would have seen a man as strong as a cheetah jumping on the tower of the TV tower, heading towards the top step by step.

The figure shimmered with a faint purple light, and the braided blonde hair stood out.

He pedaled hard, jumped to the top of the tower, and stopped lightly on it, this time he was as graceful as a cat.

The thin body had an amazing sense of balance, and it actually stood firm on the spire.

He's Maier, Maier? Taunos, he also has another identity, one of the Eight Masterpieces, known as the "beast" of the "Grim Reaper".

"Zhuqing City deserves to be the first city of Sinnoh." Standing on the top of the TV tower, Maier has a panoramic view of the entire night view of Zhuqing City, "What a beautiful night view." ”

The sparkling lights seem to be the decoration of the whole city, and the night background is like a castle in a fairy tale.