"Little Helen, are you hungry again? Wait, I'll get you something to eat. Peg smiled at the child in the wooden cradle, got up and rummaged through Helen's special wooden bowl in the salute, which was the cutlery made by Lothar herself, and Helen would look quite unhappy if she didn't use that wooden bowl to hold food, "Really, is it necessary to be so anxious to run to see that gray robe when the salute is so messy? Oh, what is this?"

What Peg found was a bundled roll of parchment, which had been placed in Lothar's luggage but had been carefully tied, making one wonder what it contained. The witch took out the parchment roll, took care of Helen's hunger, and waited for the child to start eating before she sat down again and opened the parchment. To her surprise, it turned out to be a very lame poem:

You once asked me what I thought of you

I thought about it for a long time and wrote this

For me

You are as clear and dust-free as morning dew

Just looking at you calms my mind

But you're as lively as a doe in the woods

As you walk in front of my eyes, my heart beats with yours

And most importantly

It's your eyes

There is always light in your eyes

It's incredible, I mean, I used to think of it as a literary metaphor

Until I meet you, until I see your eyes

Then I saw the light clearly

The light in your eyes is the most beautiful star I have ever seen

If they jump out of your eyes and hang above the night sky, I'm sure they'll light up the darkest of nights

But if they leave you, they will be dim too

So it's not the light that is bright

It's you

It's your wisdom

It's your kindness

It's the way you love life

Every time I think about it, I'm glad I met you

Or rather, I'm glad you crossed paths with me

It's magical

Because I'm just a grain of sand on the beach, I have to mention, maybe it's just bigger than the others

And you

You are the barefoot Venus

Walk across the line between sea and land in the moonlight

What a stroke of luck that made you look down and catch a glimpse of me

Just one eye

The grains of sand can no longer nest safely in the original place

Just one eye

I must go with you

I mean

I used to think that life has a thousand meanings

Now I realize that all these meanings are meaningful because of you

You make every dark corner light up

When you let the cold wind blow, what remains on your skin is a warm touch

You see, so you don't have to care about your appearance at all

Because when I look at you

I always forget the skin of people

That means nothing in my eyes

So

If you ask me how I see you

That's my answer

Hope you are satisfied

(Chapter 182 in your eyes)

Nine Heavenly God Emperors