Looking at the entire white tower without worry, this floor, in addition to the space with only one large table, there is also a kitchen and bathroom next to it, which looks neat and empty.

Walking up the staircase full of clocks, she continued upward, and after about two turns, she came to a platform, except that the furnishings were simpler, and there was nothing but a bed.

The white curtains obscure the curved windows, and the light and shadow outline a warm pattern on the bed.

Carefree smiled slightly, threw himself on the bed, turned over, and wrapped the warm gray quilt around his body.

Well, I'm full and I'm going to sleep.

Zixu didn't see the girl downstairs, but when he came upstairs, he saw such a scene.

The girl lay quietly in the quilt where he had slept on, saliva still hanging from the corners of her red lips.

He walked over lightly, sat on the edge of the bed, took out a gray handkerchief from his pocket, and tried to wipe his saliva for Sansso, but the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air and hesitated for a moment, and then he rested the handkerchief on the side of his face to prevent saliva from wetting his hair.

Then, too, he lay down, without taking off his coat, through the quilt.

The corners of Zixu's lips were slightly curved, and he looked at the girl's eyebrows and eyes, very carefully, as if he wanted to memorize every detail.

Finally, he slowly closed his eyes.

When I woke up, it was still bright outside. She thought she had slept from morning to afternoon, but she didn't notice that the sun was in the same direction as when she fell yesterday.

In fact, it's already the second day.

She descended the stairs, casually scanning the clocks of various shapes.

There was no one on the second floor, and she walked out of the White Tower.

From afar, Wu Wu saw Zixu standing under the tree on the top of the mountain like yesterday. She walked up step by step, looked at where Zixu was, and smiled happily.

The blue sky and white clouds, the wind blows the blue waves, and anyone will be in a good mood.

And just when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, he saw Zixu running down.

As if he hadn't seen her, he ran straight to the White Tower.

Worry-free doubted in his heart, followed his steps, and returned to the White Tower.

When she got to the second floor, she saw that the man was writing on the table like he did yesterday, and the words on the paper were exactly the same as what she saw yesterday.

[You stand on the hillside, like a cloud in the mountains, you slowly walk towards me, like a cloud in the sky, you look into my eyes, I feel that I have become a cloud. 】

[The grass on the mountain is moving, the leaves on the trees are moving, my heart is moving, is it also the wind blowing? 】

It's just that Worry-Free didn't get too close this time, and his steps were extremely light.

So, I saw Zixu write the third sentence.

[Yesterday, you came to see me, today, you came to see me, tomorrow, you will come to see me? 】

After writing the third sentence, the man put down his pen, stretched his body, walked to the window, looked at the calm sea for a while, and when he turned around, he noticed that there was one more person in the room.

With doubts in his eyes, he asked, "Excuse me, who are you?" How did it end up here? The voice was low and hoarse.

Carefree was shocked, he had amnesia?!!!

That's not right!

With a smile on his face, he introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Carefree, I'm lost." ”

The man nodded, didn't say anything more, and began to clean up the paper on the table.

Worry-free saw him open a hidden bookcase on the wall, carefully put the paper on the neatly arranged bookshelves, and went straight into the kitchen to wash vegetables and cook.