The goldfinch had not finished speaking—

Click.

She jerked her head and looked at the empty space in the training room—

The others fell silent as they could all hear it—it grew louder and louder, from a little at first, to a little later.

Click......

A gun fell into the hands of the goldfinch, and she squinted her eyes and stared in that direction, about to raise her hand.

Boom ——!

The explosion appeared "out of thin air" and brought a series of shocks, and the people retreated, only the goldfinch ran forward desperately.

Such recklessness is even more surprising than her rampage just now.

Those who knew her vaguely felt something, and then they saw that the person who appeared in that place was a blonde young man, with a straight posture, and when he slowly raised his head, a pair of golden eyes were translucent—the moment it opened, everyone had the illusion of being shrouded in gold.

This is another incomprehensible phenomenon, so shocking that people can't notice Galileh, who is wearing a training uniform not far behind him.

There was also a golden light that gradually dissipated in Shuer's hand, and they were like autumn leaves, falling to the ground lightly and disappearing at the same time as they fell on his hand.

His eyes were a little wandering, but after a moment, they fell on the man who rushed in front of him—his eyes lit up again, but they were not the same as before.

The girl in front of him was no different from the appearance he had depicted again and again in his memory - each time it could give him a kind of "intensity", and he couldn't tell what kind of intensity, complex and pure.

But there was a difference, for Shul had never seen such a look on the Golden Finch—her pale golden eyes, but dull in the depths, her face paler than ever, and the worry and anger unreservedly displayed on the scratches on her somewhat embarrassed clothes.

Teresa ...... "He felt that such a goldfinch shocked him.

Why "shock"?

He could never tell every idea that the Golden Bird brought to him, as if every one was a shock, and every one was something he couldn't guess.

The Golden Sparrow took a step forward, trying to take another step, but that step landed on the ground in mid-air, with a slight hesitation—only half a step away from him.

The surroundings were quiet, and the goldfinch slowly stretched out its hand in such an environment.

The hand was a little shaky, and it seemed difficult to lift it.

Seeing this, Shul stretched out his hand and wrapped the hand, which was much smaller than his, in the palm of his hand.

Her hands were cold—and they were stained with ash.

Shure was different, his hands were always warm—the Plantage, staring at their clasped hands, raised his head slightly, and met his molten eyes.

There is also tenderness that can overflow, as he smiles—it seems that the whole world can be changed by it.

Sand......

The goldfinch lunged forward, almost crashing into his arms—Shul seemed to be aware of her movements, but she knocked him back a little bit before he hugged the man tightly.

He held one hand with hers, and as the two hugged each other, they did not separate.

The other hand gently landed on the goldfinch's back, patting her back, neither light nor heavy, causing her cold body temperature to gradually rise.

......

The picture was so peaceful that everyone was infected, including the angry mayor, who opened his mouth in place, not knowing what to say.

This little girl, who came in such a hurry, and desperately blamed the people here, was because ......

Is there only that boy in her heart?

......

"Teresa?" Shul hugged the goldfinch for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said softly, but did not get a response from the other party.

He stepped back slightly, only to see that the girl's eyes were closed, and she was in his arms......

Fell asleep.

Fell asleep.

Sleep, on.

But the goldfinch's hand was still clasped tightly, not letting go of it because he was asleep.

Shuer was slightly stunned, then smiled gently.

Where the hell did she get back?

I was a little surprised when I saw the broken walls.

"I think ......," Jolina said, as always, the one who broke the silence, "you better not be separated in the future, I beg you—for the safety of the public facilities." ”

Akta nodded approvingly, still admiring Jolina's words in her heart, and after all this time, she finally said a human word......

The others were probably inspired by them and nodded their heads.

Mommy...... This girl is too ......

"I see. Shul couldn't help but smile, and with a quick and steady movement, he picked up the goldfinch sideways—the guns behind her also fell to the ground.

“...... We've already contacted Professor Antar, or you should go and rest first, anyway, there is not another witness. Jolina said again—she looked at Galileet.

Gallier, a passer-by, realized that Jolina was talking about her, and just snorted, noncommittal.

In fact, they didn't really want to finish this huge amount of dog food......

"Thank you. Shuer thanked him, leaned over slightly, and looked at the relieved face of the golden finch, his voice was not loud or small, "I have always been ...... Didn't want to leave her. ”

“......”

“......”

“......”

We know! Don't talk about it! Why don't you go back to the show? I beg you!

......

When the goldfinch woke up, he naturally didn't know how long he had been asleep.

She just felt as if she hadn't rested so well in a long time—warm.

There's nothing left to make her feel warm......

The warmth comes from ......

The goldfinch suddenly realized something, and everything in front of him gradually became clear.

In the night sky, moonlight spilled into the window, through the glass, and cast on the corner of the bed.

The goldfinch saw that he was lying on the bed, with his cloak removed and placed on a chair not far away, replaced by a thin blanket on his body;

The goldfinch saw that her hand was clutching something tightly—

That's also a source of warmth.

Shul leaned against the cupboard next to the bed, did not sleep, and looked at her with a pair of golden eyes.

Those eyes, extremely clear, clearly reflected her somewhat trance look.

"Good evening, Teresa......" Shul said softly.

The Golden Bird had heard of a ritual lyre capable of making an intoxicating sound—but she had never heard of it, nor had she bothered to look for it.

She felt that such a sound was far better than the legendary sound of the piano.

In this case, she couldn't say a word, and after a long time she tried to say: "You ......"

The voice was still a little hoarse.

"I'll pour you a glass of water. Shul immediately realized something, stood up, walked towards the table in the distance, and poured water for her.

......

Shuer's hand holding the glass trembled slightly—because someone suddenly hugged him from behind—and had a slight body temperature: "...... Teresa?"

He felt his heart beat a little faster.