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2181, January 31, heavy snowfall. Flash Dance.

Stranded by the winter thunderstorm of the Bering Strait, the Dawn is a veritable island at sea, standing quietly above the white ice field.

"Doctor, please come with me." The half-masked middle-aged man saluted him slightly, signaling that he could loosen his ties left and right, and then walked ahead alone, leaving a series of hollow footsteps on the floor.

The doctor, who was tightly wrapped and only had a pair of panicked eyes, glanced back. Creeping believers stretched from the mouth of the alley to the unclear corner, and in the black crowd, only the white and tiny pillars of light rushed straight to the ceiling.

The four masked men guarding the door watched his every move coldly. The doctor swallowed, stepped onto the precious wooden floor, and walked through one door after another of amulets of all kinds.

The two bright red koi in the stone pool, the rusty copper wind chimes hanging between the amulets, and the guards kneeling in front of each door on the left and right...... The cloister connects to another cloister, and the figure of the guide is stretched slender by the jumping candle flame. In a trance, the doctor felt as if he was on his way to heaven...... Or Yellow Springs.

There is still such a place in the ship, where every inch of land is valuable. The doctor tripped over the carved threshold and was dragged to his knees by the guide.

The figure of a thin woman was reflected in the curtain, and the doctor heard her cry of pain, sometimes like a beautiful and lazy cat scratching at her heart, sometimes like a ghost venting her anger in this life.

But the woman's high bulging belly, he could not be mistaken.

"...... she?" The doctor's voice trembled slightly.

"The rules of our sect." The guide's voice was faint, "Lord Moon can only be successfully reincarnated through the body of the previous generation, and the artificial amniotic fluid cannot carry her great body. ”

"This ......" the doctor said slightly.

A delicate woman who was much younger than he imagined was half-curled up on the tatami mat with her brows furrowed, and her gaze on him was full of silent pleas for help.

The doctor looked at her thin body and the only protruding abdomen, and wiped the cold sweat on her face: "You know, for many years, since the technology of artificial womb matured, the decree stipulates that both husband and wife must accept this method of conception and avoid delaying the necessary working hours in order to reproduce......"

"I know." The guide nodded, "That's why we had to find you." There are very few doctors who have performed this type of surgery today. ”

“…… Her physical condition was terrible. The doctor glanced at the woman's pale knuckles, considered the other party's face, and said, "There is probably no way to survive." ”

"It doesn't matter." The guide's tone was like stating an object, "Her mission ends to this day anyway." ”

"So...... She's ...... Moonbird-sama? "The doctor struggled to organize the sentences. His wife is also a faithful believer in the god of the moon bird, and once saw her from a distance during the court meeting, and then he couldn't sleep for a few excited nights, and he babbled about how the moon bird lord was a stunning and transcendent beauty.

"From today on, it's the previous generation of the Moon Owl." The guide seemed impatient, and whispered a warning, "Hurry up, doctor." If the next generation of Moonbird Lords is not successfully born, you will make it difficult for us...... We can only make you feel a little more pain. ”

"I—I see." The doctor put aside the rudimentary tools he had brought with him, barely shivered and straightened up, and glanced up and down at the woman in plain white clothes.

She was said to be a woman, but the doctor thought she looked like a girl of twelve or thirteen. The eyebrows and eyes that have not fully opened, no matter what kind of struggle and pain they reveal, they also reveal a blank purity that has not gone through the world.

One thing is at least in line with the rumors.

"Be bold, do what you have to do, don't look her in the eye." The guide seemed to want to kick the girl who didn't seem to want to cooperate, but finally reluctantly retracted his strength, "Everyone in your family is still pressed on me......"

The delicate embroidered shadow puppet play on the curtain flowed on the girl's skirt, and the doctor couldn't help but look back, only to find that it was embroidered with a congratulatory picture of the birth of the moon god, which was full of light and worshiped by thousands of mortals.

"Don't look around." The guide slapped the pistol on the floor casually, "Hurry up, even I can see that she is about to lose it, don't you doctors pay the most attention to the virtue of good life?" ”

Half of the candle burned off, and it was not until the faint boiling voices outside had been extinguished twice that the doctor wiped the wrinkled child with trembling hands, and whispered to the guide, who was annoyed by the girl's call and annoyance, "Okay...... Okay......"

"Good." The guide turned around, as if he wanted to take it, and finally frowned and retracted his hand, "Why don't you cry?" ”

The doctor looked down at the skinny baby, then turned his head to look at the girl who had passed out with an unbearable expression, and his face was embarrassed: "This ...... It's a ...... Boy. ”

The indifferent look on the guide suddenly froze, and he snatched the swaddling clothes, his eyes wide like a ghost.

"It doesn't matter...... It doesn't matter......" After a while, the guide whispered a few words, and threw the thin baby to the ground, "It's just an object anyway!" Twenty years later, it's just another one! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pushed the door briskly and walked out. In the distance, the doctor could faintly hear the hoarse shouts of the crowd, as if it were really a god who had come down to earth.

The doctor was stunned, and reached out to carefully pick up the baby who was crying weakly.

“…… Can you hug me? The doctor suddenly heard the girl's angry voice and turned away slowly.

"You—" The doctor looked at the bruises on her pale face, and the words were gagged again, and with a little hesitation, he gently placed the swaddling clothes in the crook of the girl's arms, which were almost supported by only two skeletons.

The baby was so light, but the girl was still bent over as if she couldn't bear it. The doctor hurriedly supported her and looked at the obvious abnormal flush on the girl's face: "You...... Lie down, I'll see if I can save you......"

The girl, however, seemed to be unable to hear him, and still held the baby in her arms, humming intermittently.

"Moon Bird...... Your Excellency ......" the doctor said with difficulty.

"Thank you...... Thank you. The woman finally answered as if she had just woken up from a dream, her wandering eyes fell lightly on the doctor's shoulder, but the words in her mouth were addressed to the child in her arms, "Mother...... It's your mother who has hurt you for the rest of your life......"

"You ......"

"But don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! The girl's voice suddenly became sharper, struggling to hold the child tighter, "Mommy will leave you with a dream...... A sweet dream......"

The guide suddenly pushed the door in, looked at this scene coldly, strode to the girl's side, pulled the child out with a little force, and pushed the girl who was waving her hands weakly in the air, with a face full of disgust.

"It's a lot of fun."

The doctor heard his voice for the last time, and then collapsed under the curtain with the girl.

-

“…… I should have applied for a two-day break. The girl, or the pretty boy, sat in front of the mirror, let Luo Ziyang pull his hair hard, and then poked a few colorful hair ornaments.

"It's your obligation." Luo Ziyang raised his eyebrows and gave him a haircut.

"It's heavy on the head." The boy casually picked up a beaded flower and looked at his face in the mirror, "You must tell me in advance who you want to meet." With such exaggerated makeup, is it a big man who can take a picture with me? ”

Luo Ziyang didn't say anything, but looked at the boy in the mirror seriously: "You look good today?" You probably won't have anything to eat tomorrow. ”

"Anyway, you've only been using me for half a year, can't you be nicer to me?" The boy pursed his mouth, and his excessively feminine eyebrows narrowed into a line, "I'm not tall...... It's okay to be fatter, right? Do you have to be light to look like a fairy? ”

"What's the matter with your coquettish tone? It's as if you've been happy since I told you about your retirement. ”

"I'm very happy." The boy wore the moon god's signature plain white dress and carefully turned around in front of the mirror a few times, and his voice was as smooth as ever, between the warmth of a young man and the calm woman, "You can start announcing my work tonight." ”

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside: "Mr. Zong is here." ”

"Got it." Luo Ziyang responded, moved his neck for a while, suddenly lowered his head, and said to the boy, "Then I'll reveal it to you in advance, you will soon meet the leader Ling who makes you unforgettable, you can be happy." ”

"Really? That's nice. The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you speak in private to those of us who know your identity without speaking in such a disgusting tone?" Luo Ziyang snorted and went out while muttering "things that are neither men nor women".

The boy watched him walk away, stood still for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

"That's nice." He repeated softly, "Days like this are probably coming to an end tonight." ”

I have to accept that he inherited the name of "Moon Bird", and I look down on that boring and interesting Team Leader Ling, which is probably the two most outrageous things you are wrong.

But after only two or three minutes of standing, a severe headache forced him to sit down on his knees against the wall.

The mirror faithfully reciprocated his weak posture at the moment, and the boy quietly looked at himself in the mirror.

I'm afraid anyone can deceive this kind of appearance.