"Tone!" A scream woke up Kimo, and it turned out to be a dream. She got up, and the children around her were still asleep. A man lies on the window next to her bed. The long, dark eyelashes flickered, and then opened.

"Ann—" He pursed his lips. "Why are you here?" Kinoshita flicked his golden curls. "It's your Crimson Tears." Yin handed over the gem, "Everything I have there has been left to Yeti and Ru Feng to take care of. I want to stay in this era with peace of mind and lead this era!" What are you going to do? Kinoshita looked up and asked coldly. Participate in the selection of the next general. Yin smiled and waved his hand and said, "Remember to come and cheer!" He was just about to leave, but Kinoshita reached out and grabbed him.

"Huh? Ann, what's the matter?" The tone obediently returned to its original position. "Drawing's original name—you know it." The two were head to head, looking mysterious. "It's Elsa just like you. Quiet. Elizabeth VII!" Yin smiled, "I knew it when I was eight years old. He raised his hand, his black sleeves were sewn with gold trim, and his fingers pointed straight at Rong Ximo—"He and I are the same person from different eras!" Tone withdrew his hand, flicked his cloak and left.

"Xi Mo and Yin - are they related?" Kinoshita suddenly realized, "So, Rong Ximo has woken up a long time ago and is eavesdropping." Kinoshita got out of bed, walked out of the room, glanced at Rong Ximo, and left—

The dean was watering the flower bed, she was still so strange, she didn't use the automatic watering device, she stood at a distance and looked at her, but the dean's eyes didn't seem to notice her, but looked at one place in a daze for a long time. Kinoshita turned his head to the corner—the window where Otome had left. When I came back to my senses, the dean had finished watering the flowers.

Kinoshita ran to the dean, and the dean looked down at her, as if immersed in his own thoughts: "When I was young, I also had such golden curly hair, as dazzling as the sun and as bright as the stars. "Xiaoxia, what is the name of the man who just left?" She suddenly came back to her senses. "Tone - hanging. Sound. Kinoshita looked up at the dean's strange expression. How ridiculous - forty years, I waited for him for forty years, and he didn't come to me, but I was so confused that I forgot the name of the person who was waiting. The dean poured out some inexplicable words. And what about Kinoshita? She also understood a little that the story would be long.

"Dean—shouldn't you have to face him?" Kinoshita asked.

"Me? I'm no longer young, I'm old, I'm a mess, I tried to stop you from getting along with Yin, but after all, something terrible happened, an invincible fate! ”

The dean sighed heavily, and Kinoshita helped her to the stool—neither of them spoke, quietly watching the rising sun.

"I think—Dean." Kinoshita broke the silence, "Dean, you tell me that we are actually the same person, right?!I am actually from the past, you also know, can you lend me Crimson Tears?" I want to go back, my sister must be in a hurry. The dean did not speak, as if he had not heard.

Kinoshita looked at the dean and asked, "Xi Mo, is he your own grandson?" The dean nodded.