It's winter, and early in the morning, snow begins to fall in Rose Town.

When Morinka pushed open the doors and windows that had been closed all night, the cold wind blew in with a few small snowflakes and blew on Dong Wusheng's face, making her mind that had just woken up suddenly sober and suddenly sobered up a lot.

"The Wishing Fountain summons the goddess? Are the people at the newspaper crazy? Do you dare to write any nonsense?"

It was only one night later, and the incident of the Wishing Fountain summoning the goddess for one yuan was quickly revealed—Dong Wusheng made the headlines of the local newspaper in Rose Town.

"What is it?" Dong Wusheng took the newspaper from Morinka's hand and glanced at it a few times.

"At the Trevi Fountain in the town park, you can summon the goddess of light by making a pious wish for one dollar!"

Looking at this title, Dong Wusheng sighed and couldn't help but complain, "The people from the newspaper should be waiting on the edge of the wishing fountain to make money, right?"

Morinka smiled and pointed to the bottom of the indicator question, "There is also a picture." ”

Dong Wusheng looked down and saw a colorful oil painting illustration of a black-haired girl standing by the Trevi Fountain with her fingers crossed, and the goddess of light with six wings smiling and levitating above the picture.

Not to mention, the painting is quite expressive.

"Where did this painting come from?" Dong Wusheng asked.

"I don't know, maybe it was painted by a passing bard, and there are often bards singing in the park. ”

"yes......"

Dong Wusheng roughly skimmed through the report, probably because he didn't find her, and the content of the incident was really incredible, the newspaper didn't actually write anything substantial, but just said that there was such a thing, and said that the town planned to renovate the Trevi Fountain into a new tourist attraction, and by the way, voted for a new name for the town-

A. Divine Town;

B. Mira, town;

C. Rose Town (as it was originally named);

D. Other——

“......”

Without saying a word, Dong Wusheng filled in the other columns with the words "Di'er Town", then stuffed the newspaper back into Morinka's hand, sat back in his place and began to eat breakfast.

Cut, she was the one who slept here three hundred years ago, and she was the one who summoned Mira, so it's not too much to leave a name, right?

"Well, it makes sense, we just happened here with those bad things before, this name is quite appropriate, I can talk to you Uncle George. ”

Morinka said.

Dong Wusheng didn't answer, and was busy eating breakfast.

In the next half a month, the matter of one yuan summoning the goddess of light seemed to be so silent, and Dong Wusheng never heard anything related to it again.

Dong Wusheng had nothing to do in the past half a month, and Asa Leng and Sanna also returned to their own city, and Asan also set off to find Asa Leng on the third day after they returned to Rose Town, and the original plan to beat Asa Leng was shelved.

These days, Madara doesn't know what he's busy with, and he always sees the dragon without seeing the end, and Dong Wusheng feels that he often can't see him for several days.

What the hell is this guy doing?

This morning, Dong Wusheng got up early in the morning, and finally saw Madara in the foyer, who was about to go out.

"Madara?"

Dong Wusheng walked over with two bottles of hot milk and handed him one, "What have you been doing lately?"

Madara took the milk, but didn't drink it, just held it in his hand.

"No ......," Madara shook his head, "nothing special, just walking around the neighborhood." ”

"Huh?"

Dong Wusheng raised his eyebrows and took a sip of milk, "What's the matter? What happened lately? You also have to go out for a walk on such a snowy day?"

Madara's eyes never looked at her, but he still shook his head, "It's just...... Want to walk around. ”

Dong Wusheng nodded, "Okay then, stay safe, remember to bring an umbrella and come back early." ”

Madara finally looked up, smiled gently, and turned to walk away in silence.

Dong Wusheng looked at his back, took a sip of milk, and suddenly a warm current conveyed to his limbs.

Although it can be seen that this guy is lying, who hasn't been in a bad mood and needs to be alone? Dong Wusheng doesn't want to get too involved in Madara's world.

It's that people always need personal space.

Dong Wusheng stretched out his waist at the fluttering snow.

The snow seems to be getting heavier......

......

As soon as he stepped out of Dong Wusheng's line of sight, Madara took away his umbrella.

The snow fell on his warm brown hair, slowly accumulating some.

Madara didn't care at all, and he walked all the way to the top of the mountain behind the cemetery. On such a snowy day, there are not many people on the street, the mayor's house is located in the center of the town, and when you just go out, you can still see a few scattered figures, and if you go a little further, the whole world is white, and there is a sense of loneliness in isolation when you walk on the road.

Madara's pace was neither fast nor slow, he walked quietly alone in the snow, almost silent except for the occasional sound of branches breaking.

Walking to the highest point of the mountain, Madara stopped and looked down.

This is probably the highest place in the entire Rose Town, and you can see far beyond the town of Rose.

Madara's gaze stayed in one direction for a long time, and he stared blankly for a while, and suddenly remembered the milk that Dong Wusheng handed him, and put it in his pocket and forgot it all the way.

Madara hurriedly took out the milk, which was once warm and now had only a little thin and pitiful heat.

Madara smiled, broke the cap of the bottle with his bare hands, and took a big sip with his neck up.

"Whew-"

He exhaled a hot breath and wiped the corners of his mouth casually with the back of his hand.

He turned his gaze back in the direction he had been looking at before.

The man was already coming here.

It's getting closer, and I can already feel his presence and emotions in the past two days.

That man...... Looking forward to it...... He probably heard about the Oriental girl who summoned the goddess of light......

No...... The reason why this incident did not have a big impact is probably due to him......

He really hoped that the Oriental girl he saw here would be Dong Wusheng......

“......”

Would Dong Wusheng want to see that person?

Recalling Dong Wusheng's eyes when he occasionally saw the silver chain three hundred years ago, Madara's eyes flashed.

Although sad, she cares.

Three hundred years of slumber is also because of that man......

Madara pondered for a moment, then lifted the bottle and drank the rest of the milk.

It has been nearly five months since Dong Wusheng woke up.

Recalling the past five months, Madara laughed slowly.

He looked at the empty bottle in his hand, searched around the snow, and finally found what he was looking for by a rock—a red flower that looked like a bird with outstretched wings.

Madara dug up the flower and planted it in a bottle, recalling the expression on Dong Wusheng's face when he saw it three hundred years ago.

By the time he got up again, the snow had mostly stopped, except for a little snow falling from the treetops.

The boy with warm brown hair stood in the snow with a flower in his hand, and a lot of snow fell on his hair and shoulders, which made people feel cold when he looked at it, but the boy had a faint smile on his face.

I feel like I can understand her mood a little bit.