The flying flowers fall and the wind is like a fantasy, and the floating memories are like a dream.

The purple-haired and purple-eyed boy stood quietly in the wilderness under the starry night, and his ears echoed with the clear, tactful and melodious sound of the wind and the dream flute, and the ancient and beautiful music seemed to be pouring out one moving story after another lost in ancient history. The young man couldn't help but close his eyes, and the hazy mirage of the sea of memories like the moonlight in the water, was slightly brushed by the intoxicating music - the fragments of thoughts that floated in the sea of memories (it is "trapped" rather than "present", meaning "sinking"), accompanied by the regular variation of the flute, were arranged and combined in an orderly manner, connected and pieced together - a clearly unforgettable, but vague shadow emerged in his heart......

The picture came to an abrupt end, and the boy felt like a world away. The bagpipes are still the same, the water and the moon are faint, and the wind seems to have a sad sigh from afar, like a young man who has just woken up from a dream, looking up urgently, and looking into the distance: the night is as cool as water, the sky is full of stars, the moon is like bright eyes in the sky, and the soft eyes are staring at all things - the girl in the moonlight white dress seems to be standing at the end of the world, and suddenly looks back, like a familiar fairy jade face, unspoken and soft, but uninterrupted......

The body was left in the heart of the distant old thoughts,Driven to the girl's side。 The girl under the moon coincided perfectly with the shadow in her memory, and the young man seemed to have countless feelings and words in his throat, but he couldn't say anything—the hot eyes, the coldness of overflowing tears—the thoughts that could not be conveyed in words, were frankly presented in front of the girl.

The girl raised her slender hand, wiped away her tears softly for the young man, and slowly soothed his emotions with a meticulous and gentle voice like a confidant sister next door: "Memories that have passed, don't deliberately think about them, even if you forget who I am, it doesn't matter." Everything in the distant time is too heavy for you now, and even if you force yourself to carry it, it will only add to the unnecessary pain that you are helpless and useless. Believe me, one day, you will regain everything you have lost, and I will always be by your side until that day comes. ”

The girl's silver hair danced with the night breeze. The light yarn woven by the moon can hardly hide its peerless elegance.

Edsier tearfully stared at the kind big sister in front of him, who was obviously just a first acquaintance, but made him feel inexplicably nostalgic, and the thousands of words that surged in his heart in a trance only pieced together a fragmented choked voice: "I'm sorry...... Clearly...... It's such an important memory...... But I ...... Can't think of anything...... It's true...... I'm sorry......"

"It's okay, I'm lucky enough to see you again, Yalan is already very happy - and it's such a petite brother - aha~ I really want to hold it in my arms and 'bully' it......"

"Huh~? Arran is your name? You say I'm you...... Woo wow-" Ed, who was easily diverted by the girl's words, was subverted before he could finish his doubts, and the girl with excellent mobility picked up from the wasteland and hugged her tightly into her arms. Before his sweet and pitiful little round face could change from sadness to astonishment, he was kneaded and deformed by a girl with an obsessed face and starry eyes......

"Whoa-let go...... Let go of me~! It's (your) hugging ...... Too tight...... Even (I) am ...... Suffocated ......"

The little boy who was caught off guard by the girl's unexpected pounce and surprise attack, like a poor puppet who could only be helplessly manipulated by people, choked out a few words of extremely weak protest in vain-

The girl immersed in a forbidden realm woke up like a dream - and unfinished releasing the boy in her arms.

"Hey...... Sorry...... Because I haven't seen him for too long, and the little brother is too new and attractive to Yalan—so I can't hold back—just ...... Ahaha......" The mysterious girl who called herself Yalan bowed her head and apologized without remorse, her eyes snickering like a little fox who had stolen a chicken.

Terrified, Ed sighed silently and feebly as he looked at the mysterious girl in front of him, who called herself Arran and possibly his sister, like a fried kitten (laughs......

"Well, well, brother, you don't need to guard me like this - what's more, even if you make 'meow~woo~!' The same deterrent expression is also not deterrent - it is so cute that it makes me want to 'bully' you even more~"

Arlan's words made Ed, who was deliberately tiger-faced, completely messed up—how could anyone say that he wanted you to rest assured in the first sentence, and that he might not be able to help bullying you in the second sentence—"What do you want me to do......" Ed's little face collapsed, and he collapsed to the ground with a weak heart......

Arlan grinned and leaned closer to Ed, who was muffled and embarrassed......

It was a little cool in the middle of the night, and a farce diluted the deep sadness that had accumulated in each other's memories. The cool breeze gradually rose, and the thinly dressed Ed was embraced into the warm embrace of Arlan in a proper manner, and the boy symbolically struggled a few times, and when he found that the girl had no further outrageous behavior, he went with her.

When silence came, the wilderness under the stars was as lonely as death, and Ed looked around the wilderness, always feeling that this place was somewhat familiar, but compared to the vague scenery in his memory, it seemed that there were many very important things missing here......

"Here ......"

"Don't ask, don't think."

"Why?"

"Didn't you say that before? There is no need to deliberately recall the memories related to the past, because even if you touch them in advance, you still can't afford to carry them now. Remember the last book building accident? That's because brother, you accidentally awakened the memories of the dusty century. Brother, you really don't make people worry! If it weren't for your good sister and my timely treatment, you would really be dead! Yalan's eyes are so deep that it is difficult to see, and although the playful sentences seem to be joking on the surface, in fact, there is a slight sadness caused by concern inside.

"I'm sorry...... And also...... Thank you......" It turns out that it was Arlan who saved his life last time...... Ed drooped his little head in shame, and his dull hair, which was always full of vitality, also became wilted. Remembering the painful lesson that life was worse than death, Ed shrank into Arran's arms with palpitations.

"Hey, it's okay, brother, you don't have to feel that you owe Yalan a good favor, what about me, as a younger sister, it is natural to help my brother. As long as you can grow up healthy and cheerful, I will be happy for you from the bottom of my heart. Yalanrou smiled and stretched out her right hand and gently rubbed Ed's head, her tone was both like a lovely sister who always loves to worry, and like a reliable sister who embraces everything.

The long-lost warm atmosphere is filled with Amity's body and mind, and the whole person is like being soaked in warm water, reassuring and comfortable.

"Now, Arran, if you're really my sister—don't get me wrong—I... I'm not going to secretly rejoice in such a trivial thing as 'just having an extra sister'......" Ed wrinkled his nose and twisted his head, and said in a serious manner.

"Yes~Yes~My beloved brother~! The little sister knows~" Yalan desperately suppressed the smile that was about to be unconcealed at the corner of her mouth, and tried her best to cooperate with the simple but not honest little brother in her arms, trying not to let him know that she had been put on a goof......

Far away, the dawn is dawning. Beauty always disappears in an instant, and after a short reunion, there is a long separation-

"Brother, it's not too early, dream, it's time to wake up."

"Hmm-" Ed asked, rubbing his blinded eyes, reluctantly and expectantly, "We'll see each other again, won't we?" ”

Yalan smiled knowingly: "Of course." However, I won't see you again until you've completed your initial feathering, brother, after all, it will put a lot of unnecessary burden on your body. ”

"Feathering? What is that? Ed looked curious.

"That's the foundation for our people to break free from the shackles of the dimension, and it's also the first step for you to get back to the past. You'll have to work your magic! The progress of feathering depends on your understanding of the nature of the world, and the practice of magic is a shortcut to understanding the world. ”

Yalan was kind and seductive, and Ed nodded as if he didn't understand: "Mmmm~!" I'm going to work hard to practice magic! ”

As the daylight becomes clearer, the world becomes more and more blurred.

The girl brushed away the boy's bangs slightly, leaned over, and kissed the boy's forehead lightly—at this moment, the flow of time froze—this kiss, the moment was eternal—the light and calm gorgeous engraving then sank into the young man's eyebrows—

"It's a parting gift—an invisible inscription called 'Heart Lock'. It will seal away memories that are too long ago for you, so that you can gradually awaken your true mind and avoid the invasion of pain as you practice step by step...... May you get out of the nightmare of longing as soon as possible and be able to enjoy every happy and beautiful day to the fullest...... Goodbye, my favorite ...... Case...... Brother ......"

The sudden wind, carrying the pale blue flower rain that fell from the sky, fiercely raged the sky and swept the earth...... Ed involuntarily closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually drifted away, the world was shattered like a mirror, and the only thing that lasted forever was the peerless and independent shadow of the silver-haired girl......

The warm but not scorching morning light of early spring, through the delicate small window facing the sun, climbed onto Ed's little bed.

Birds are chirping outside the window, and the bed is stupid and jumping~ Ed Cat lies in the warm quilt and doesn't want to open his eyes-

"It's time to get up~ Ed."

Presia, who was dressed in a home apron, pushed the door in casually, and looked at her son who was stubbornly resisting on the bed angrily and funny--helplessly lifted the quilt-

"Woo-" The little guy lying in bed let out an indefatigable scream, and his body curled up in a round ball like a cat in a children's bear pajamas.

Presia, who had long expected her son's reaction, had no choice but to use her long-stored nirvana - with her right hand behind her back, she brought out a well-made tempting snack - "If you don't get up again, you won't be able to eat~!" ”

The little one like a cat suddenly pounced like a tiger cub! There was still a hint of drowsiness in her attentive eyes—all sparkling dream-colored snacks—but unfortunately—Precia's right hand was withdrawn, and her left hand was like a knife, and the clouds slashed down lightly—

With a "bang", Ed covered his forehead with tears in his eyes, and looked at his mother with aggrieved eyes, I don't know if it was because he didn't eat a snack or because of a blow to his forehead......

Presia's left index finger curled slightly, and with a smile, she leaned over and gently scraped her son's delicate little nose: "After washing, eat again, have you forgotten?" ”

"Woo-know~Dao~la~" Ed responded to his mother in a procrastinating tone, reluctantly got up and folded the quilt, got off the bed, got off the ground, and closed the door behind his mother—in the process, his eyes never left his mother—the snack in his right hand......

After washing, Ed sat next to his mother, and finally got his wish to eat the delicious snack he had been thinking about, and his face was happy and satisfied.

Precia smiled lovingly as Ed tasted her little treat, and felt genuinely happy in her heart.

"Don't just eat snacks, milk and vegetables are also prepared for you, if you don't eat clean, your mother will be sad."

Ed looked at the pale red object on the plate with a puzzled expression: "Carrots don't match me......"

"What about carrot juice?"

Ed tilted his little head, entangled his eyebrows with the word "Chuan", and pondered for a while: "This can have ~"

The mother smiled and rubbed Aiko's head: "Wait a while, it'll be fine right away." ”

It's been a week since the last book building accident. Precia took a long leave from the Development Bureau to take care of her young son at home. There are too many unexplained but very interesting unsolved mysteries about the accident, and Precia has carefully asked about the cause of Ed's accident afterwards, but the child seems to have completely lost all memories of the accident, and only remembers that he went to the library to read the vast magic books, and then inexplicably appeared in his mind countless related theories that he had never been exposed to before, and after that, he was unconscious - Precia, who had no results in the investigation, had to be unable to do so. It's just that he took Ed to Mead's most authoritative hospital for a comprehensive physical examination, and the results of the examination also found nothing - all indicators are normal, the child is very healthy - and more importantly, there are no wings on the back. It seems that all the evidence shows that everything is just a delusion of victimization caused by overwork - but the remaining bloody scratches on the floor of the hall of the study are always reminding her of the reality of that tragedy - she did lose the little thing in front of her that was full of food and her face for a time, and the endless emptiness that seemed to have lost the whole world, which made her still remember it vividly and palpitate......

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Uncomfortable? Ed's milky words of concern brought back Precia's erratic thoughts: "Mommy is fine, don't worry—will you eat it all so quickly this morning?" ”

"Mmmm~ Because my mother said last night that today I will take Ed to the back mountain to see the blooming violet flowers~!"

Ed's cheerful tone was full of anticipation, and Precia couldn't help but remember that the night a week before, she had made the same promise to her son, and she thought that she would never have a chance to fulfill it again—thanks to God, now that the opportunity to fulfill her promise and fulfill her wish was close at hand, what reason did she not cherish it?

"Pack up and go now~!" Precia showed her unwavering determination with the most concise and powerful instructions and responded to Edsiel's expectations.

"YES, MADAM! The little guy who entered the play in an instant stood still and saluted, gladly accepted the order, and turned to leave......

The vast flowing clouds stretched to the sky, and the blue sky on the clouds occasionally revealed a little bit of blue, like the divine pen of the mother of creation. In the most carefree and quiet time, the mother and son snuggled up to each other in the center of the violet flower. The spring breeze gently brushed the ends of their hair, Precia's graceful purple eyes were filled with warmth, and Ed's eyes were matched by the blue purple petals.

The mother's soft chin gently rested on Aiko's restless little head, and her arms around her young son tightened slightly, and the soft and warm subtle touch in her arms made her heart sound, the wind stopped, and it was extremely stable.

The dreamy (empty) flower (of) sea bathing in the wind, like a group of dancing girls, the waist is twisted leisurely, and the demeanor is full of delicate beauty.

Precia plucked a few flowers, her delicate hands flipped and intertwined like butterflies dancing through flowers—a delicate violet wreath woven at the flick of her fingers.

"Wow~" Ed exclaimed with eyes full of "Mom is amazing".

Precia chuckled, and the corolla fluttered down on the little one's head. Ed's eyes bent into crescent shapes.

The 27-year-old Precia has only been a mother for three years, but during this time, the joy of the child has brought her more than everything she has had in so many years before. Ed was a precocious child, and though he sometimes had a little trouble with himself, more often than not, he was as gentle as a lovable kitten. Whenever I am exhausted, full of fatigue, and powerlessly push open the door, I can always receive timely and intimate greetings from the little one, as well as a bowl of sweet porridge with just the right temperature. Even if his own little belly was already "cooing" with hunger, he was not willing to eat a bite alone, and he must insist on waiting until his mother returned safely before the two of them would taste this late dinner together. In the past more than 1,000 days and nights, how much has this child, who always greets his mother's return with a smiling face, suffer due to his long-term negligence? And how much loneliness did you endure?

How can this kind of tenderness, like salvation, be allowed to be taken away by others?!