Not long after, Han Yan also followed Aisen's departure to the door of the store, and at this time, Aisen had already put on the slightly childish lion mask and recruited customers with Qinya.

At this time, she realized that because of her long nap at noon, she inadvertently brought some trouble to Qinya, Thinking of this, Han Yan's anger in Han Yan's heart for the other party to play tricks on her completely disappeared, but what followed was a sense of guilt.

Maybe it was because she heard Han Yan's footsteps, Qin Ya quickly noticed Han Yan standing behind her, and seeing the guilty look on Han Yan's face, she quickly guessed what Han Yan was thinking at the moment.

Out of her special love for Han Yan, Qin Ya did not blame her for being late, but still showed a gentle smile of the big sister next door, beckoning to her.

"Ah, Hanyan, you're here, this kid Eisen isn't too difficult for you, to be honest, if I didn't bear to wake up such a cute you, I wouldn't want to hand you over to Eisen, a bad boy."

Listening to Qin Ya's cordial call, the guilt in Han Yan's heart instantly faded a lot, and what turned to a touch of warmth was generated, and then, I saw Han Yan smile gently and responded, "I'm fine, I'm sorry Sister Qin Ya, because I delayed some time."

In the process, Han Yan also skillfully put on the cute rabbit mask, trotted all the way to Qin Ya's side, and showed off the prayer clothes she was wearing very hard, hoping to attract more customers to make up for her mistakes.

Looking at the cold face that was like a butterfly showing its beautiful wings, waving her dress and dancing lightly, Qin Ya's heart suddenly rose a burst of warmth, and she could feel that others cared about her, which really made her feel very happy, and she felt more and more that this beautiful and cute little girl was cute.

Thinking of this, Qin Ya couldn't help but glared at Aisen who was leisurely and wandering on the side, and sighed in her heart how could such a stupid melon be worthy of such an excellent girl.

At this moment, Ai Sen naturally felt the malicious gaze of Qin Ya behind him, and Ai Sen's head was also tilted, unable to understand why Qin Ya was glaring at him like this.

But soon Qinya's unkind gaze disappeared, and Aisen didn't care much about it, and continued to carry out his obligations, trying hard to attract tourists.

A little effort and a little reward, this sentence is not wrong, under the display of cold face, the number of customers in the store in the afternoon is obviously more than double that of the morning customers, of course, there is also the credit of Aisen and Qinya's hard publicity.

"Xiao Hanyan, come over and rest, it must be boring to show it for so long with a disaster mask", Qin Ya waved her hand lightly and shouted to Hanyan who was still showing hard in front of her.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and the temperature is much cooler than at noon, but it's still stuffy and hairy.

Not to mention that tourists walking on the street will feel a little uncomfortable, compared to Aisen who wears a mask, the two of them can be regarded as a kind of torment.

But even so, Aisen and Han Yan did not tell Qin Ya this very tacitly, the late arrival at noon made them feel guilty about Qin Ya, if they were complaining to her about the hot weather, they would inevitably look too childish and disliked, and in this regard, the two of them didn't want Sister Qin Ya to have any bad impression of them.

"You don't have to worry about Sister Qinya, I'm not so tired, because I'm a magician, and I can share the burden of my body with magic power", Han Yan shook his head and replied in a dull voice under the mask.

This point is not cold and deceiving Qin Ya because of face, although the system of magicians is no different from ordinary people, some pampered magicians have a slightly weaker physique than ordinary people.

Such as Luan Caiyi, Qiansha, such pampered eldest ladies, their physique is much weaker than ordinary people, which is also one of the fatal shortcomings of magicians, and this is also one of the reasons why Luan Caiyi is looking for knights and mage practitioners.

However, the weakness of the physique does not mean the lack of mobility, although the flow of magic in the body cannot change a person's physical fitness, but it can become a tool of the magician, greatly reducing the burden on the body.

It is like comparing the human body to a generator that generates power by hand, and the generation of magic power is equivalent to installing gears on this generator, which greatly reduces the consumption of manpower.

It is equivalent to an ordinary person who has to use eighty percent of his strength, while a magician often only needs to use thirty percent or even less of his strength to easily complete it.

It is precisely because of this characteristic of magic that it can be regarded as making up for the fatal point of the mage's weak physique at a certain level, and this is one of the reasons why the knight has a strong physical ability and melee ability, but it is difficult to defeat the mage.

After all, a powerful lion can't easily bite an eagle flying freely in the sky no matter what, and magic is equivalent to a magician's wings.

"Is the power of a magician? I really envy it, what does it feel like to have magical power? it must be wonderful...", hearing this, Qin Ya also let go of the worries in her heart, raised her head and whispered, and then fell into the unbearable memories of the past...

Since Qinya's childhood, she has been full of yearning and anticipation for the fantastic and mysterious existence of magic, just like most children.

I remember that on many weekends when nothing happened, Qin Ya would meet up with a few children who had fun and go to the magic school in a small town not far away to watch those majestic magicians and show their gorgeous magic.

Since then, a dream has appeared in her mind, and this dream has appeared infinitely in her night, that is, one day she can awaken a certain magical attribute like those magicians in the magic school, and become a magician with a flame in her hand, a majestic and majestic magician who is not domineering.

But dreams are dreams after all, and reality is always separated by thousands of mountains and seas before dreams.

Thirteen-year-old Xiao Qinya was rated as an ordinary person without magic after a magic appraisal, although that beautiful dream instantly came to naught, but she did not feel sad because of it, but just a little lost.

Qinya, who is mature and obedient and sensible, actually knows that she knows very well that she can't become a magician like in the magic school, because she can feel that there is nothing in her body, and she can't resonate with the magic factor in the air like other magicians

However, whenever she felt lost because of this, she always thought, "Since this is a dream, let's let the dream exist for a long time, even if it can't appear in reality, but I am still very happy in my heart."

Therefore, Xiao Qinya's life is still very happy, and in her spare time, she still goes to a small town not far away with her friends to watch the magicians in the magic school show their magic.

However, although dreams and reality are separated by thousands of mountains and seas, they are only separated by a thin veil, but behind this veil is not a beautiful dream, but a desperate reality.

On which day, the dream in Qin Ya's heart was completely shattered after all, and was completely shattered by the so-called cruel reality, leaving not an inch.

It was a bright day as usual, and the bright sunshine made people want to sing comfortably, that afternoon, Qin Ya met with her friends as usual, and ran to a small town not far away to watch the magician show her magic.

"Even if I can't become a magician, it won't affect my worship of magicians at all", Xiao Qinya had always thought so in her heart at that time.

This kind of affection is like a child who worships Superman, although he can't become Superman, it still won't interfere with their yearning and love for Superman.

But for some reason, when a few people were about to leave in the evening, Xiao Qinya's heart suddenly felt like a torn colic, the pain was not just physical pain, but more pain from the soul, as if everything was going to be torn apart, and her heart was like a knife.

"Xiao Yaya, why are you crying?"

Seeing Xiao Qinya's strange behavior, the partners who came together turned their eyes to Qinya, and at this time, they found that Qinya had already burst into tears at this time, and her fair little face was full of pitiful crimson.

"I... I don't know, my heart hurts, it really hurts", Qin Ya hugged her head and cried, this is a pain of broken blood, a kind of despair that separates heaven and man.

For some reason, Qinya's body suddenly ran in the direction of her house as if it was out of control, it was the first time in her life that she ran so hard, but it was also the first time that she felt like she was running so slowly.

The sun is setting, the red glow is in the sky, and the originally quiet and peaceful scenery has become particularly dazzling at the moment, which makes people feel uncomfortable...

At this time, the thirteen-year-old Qin Ya snorted the scorching air, endured the severe pain from the tightening and contraction of her lungs, waved her slender legs, and ran back to her home not far from the town.

But as soon as she got home, Qin Ya could no longer hold back the sharp pain in her lungs, and coughed loudly, the strong cough brought about the cramping of the heart, and the more she arrived at the door, the more uneasy her heart became, almost tearing her apart, and intimidating her from standing in front of the simple wooden door for a long time.

Obviously she was very familiar with the home, and it was very kind, but at this moment she had a kind of horror against it, as if there was something in the door of the house that was going to devour her heart, which made her uneasy.

Resisting the violent throbbing in her heart, Xiao Qinya moved her heavy little feet like lead, and walked towards the door step by step, but it was clear that she was only a few meters away from the door, but Xiao Qinya felt that she was dozens of miles away, and it was out of reach.

After dozens of seconds, Qin Ya finally came to the wooden door that she resisted and had to approach, and the familiar and friendly sound of opening the door in the past had become so sharp and piercing at this moment, like a low cry from hell, which made people panic.