Lista brought Aisha to the apartment, which was specially built by Handel to entertain guests, the decoration is not gorgeous, but the furniture is readily available, a room, a living room, a bathroom, and of course, the living room has a coffee table and a sofa, on which are placed with fruit and nut snacks.

"When you're hungry, you can have a snack first, but don't eat too much, it's not nutritious. Lista said softly.

"Uh-huh. Aisha was stunned when she saw the room that was so neat and clean, for the past two years, she has been living in a dirty mine, although she has fantasized that one day she can see the light of day again, and can have a warm and comfortable home, but when this day really comes, it is a bit dreamlike and unreal, which makes people a little unbelievable.

"Don't doubt your eyes, these are real. Lista understood Aisha's expression.

"It's real, it's all real...... Aisha muttered, two lines of tears running down her cheeks again, clattering and dripping onto the floor.

Lystar pulled Aisha to sit on the couch. Aisha is very dirty, she must clean it up first, take a shower, change her clothes first, but before that, she must cut her hair.

Aisha's hair was long, but not pretty, some of it was tied in knots, some of it was untied, some of it was knotted into lumps, and all the strands of hair that had long since broken and fallen out were coiled and tangled and could not be straightened.

Lista took out the scissors and helped Aisha cut her short neutral hair, coupled with the fact that her body was completely undeveloped due to malnutrition, she really looked like a complete tomboy at first glance.

"You go take a shower first, there's hot water in the bathroom, I'll go out for a while and I'll be back soon, stay here after the shower, don't move around. ”

"Well, got it. ”

Aisha walked into the bathroom, closed the door, took off her tattered clothes, turned on the faucet, and the right amount of warm water spilled from the showerhead, from the top of her head over her shoulders, to her whole body, the scent of soap, the soft light, and the hazy mist, all of which made Aisha feel extremely relaxed and comfortable.

Aisha dried herself, wrapped herself in a bath towel, stood in front of a mirror, and looked at the figure inside because of the water droplets, she didn't wipe the mirror, she looked at it for a long time, and she could see it.

There was a knock on the door, and Aisha came back to her senses, thinking that it was Lista who had returned, and hurriedly opened the door, but when she opened the door, it was a young woman dressed as a maid standing outside.

The young woman was pushing a food cart, and when she saw Aisha, she was stunned for a moment, and then asked differently, "Does Mr. Lista live here?"

Aisha hurriedly replied, "Yes, he went out, and he said he would be back soon." ”

"Oh, well, this is a night meal for you, please take your time. ”

The young woman bowed to Aisha very politely, which made Aisha a little overwhelmed, so she had to return the salute with the same bow, almost making a joke.

"No, no, no, you are an important guest, how can you salute me?" the young woman was a little flattered, and quickly bowed again, explaining in a panic.

"Oh, no, no, I just came here and don't understand anything. Aisha hurriedly picked up the young woman, her little face flushed.

Aisha sat on the couch, thinking about what had just happened, as if she had suddenly changed from a homeless beggar to a nobleman, which made her a little nervous.

Lista walks down the street, sometimes shortened and sometimes lengthened by the dim streetlights, and the cycle repeats itself like a marquee.

The shops were closed, but Lista knocked on the door of one shop anyway.

"Who, it's all closed, come back tomorrow. A middle-aged woman's voice said.

"I'm sorry to bother, I want to buy something, I'm in a hurry, it's convenient to help. ”

The middle-aged woman was a little reluctant, and opened the door with a broken thought in her mouth, and her attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees the moment she saw Lista. "Oh hey, it's you, come in, come in, I've got a new piece of clothing here, it's selling really well lately, and I'm sure you'll be happy with it." ”

Because Lista has often come here to buy clothes in the past four years, in addition to what he wears, he buys more for his sister, and every time he doesn't count the amount and doesn't bargain, so the proprietress is very polite to him.

Lista walked to the women's clothing section and picked out a few pieces of lingerie.

"Oops! I bought it for my sister again, this size is small, you look at this, the latest model, it's beautiful, and durable......" The proprietress recommended her own products, and saw that Lista was suddenly stunned, so she had to stop her mouth and smile awkwardly.

The gloomy sadness in Lista's eyes flickered, and he ignored the proprietress and chose a few sets of underwear, a beautiful blue tutu dress and matching shoes and hair accessories, and some daily clothes.

After paying, the proprietress politely sent Lista out of the store. "Remember to come back next time!" and then closed the door and counted the gold coins in his hand with a smile.

Lista returned to the apartment and saw Aisha wrapped in a bath towel and sitting bored on the couch.

Aisha stood up. I'm a little embarrassed. "You, you're back. I, I don't have clothes......"

Lista let Aisha lie on the couch and unfastened the bath towel, her thin back covered with red scars, one by one shocking.

"You, what are you going to do......" Aisha was a little flustered.

"Don't move, the wounds on your body need to be applied, although I have treated you, but the newly grown flesh is not protected by the stratum corneum, and it is easy to become red, swollen and infected. Lista explained.

Hearing this, Aisha stopped moving and allowed Lista to apply the potion to her back. The potion was cold and comfortable.

"Why are you so good to me, why are you an exception to me when you have rescued so many people?" Aisha finally couldn't help but ask.

Lista looked at Tinker Bell, who was playing beside him, and fell into a brief silence before he spoke, "Tell you what you want to know! That's because I seemed to see my sister in you at that time, maybe I missed her too much! In fact, if you look closely, you don't look like her at all. ”

Aisha's feelings were a little complicated when she heard this. "I'm sorry for reminding you of something sad. ”

"It's okay, one day I'll find a way to resurrect her, and one day, I'll see her again. Lista said categorically.

Aisha asked suspiciously, "Can the dead be resurrected?"

"Magic is the power of the heart, and I believe that as long as the heart has a direction and keeps looking for it, it can be achieved. No matter how many obstacles lie ahead, no matter how bumpy the road is, I will unswervingly go on, even if it is a road of no return. ”

"Well, my sister is so happy to have a brother like you, and when I learn magic and have power, I will definitely help you realize your wish. Aisha swore in her heart.

A few minutes later, Lista pulls out the new clothes she just bought. "I just went out to buy it, you go to your room to change into it, put this dress out for me to see, and also, I've already applied the potion on the back, and you can apply it yourself for the rest of the place. ”

"Well, thank you. ”

Aisha walked into the room, opened the blue tutu dress, and was immediately stunned, she had never expected to wear such a beautiful dress one day, the blue skirt was as beautiful as the sea of stars, and the fancy lace edge on her chest was inlaid with black and white pearls. The pure white underside and lace-embedded suspenders make people dizzy and can't take their eyes off. It is the nature of girls to love beauty, and it is easy to be moved, and inadvertently the nose is sore, and tears flow out again.

After a long time, Aisha walked out of the room, and she was dressed like a beautiful little princess, with a silver crown, a white dress and gloves, and an intoxicating blue tutu dress, all so appropriate, at first glance it looked like she had come out of a fairy tale.

"Thanks, I love it so much, I never thought about it...... I ......" Aisha said with tears in her eyes, and she didn't dare to wipe it with her hands, for fear of staining the white glove of the glove, until she was so excited that she choked.

"Don't cry anymore, come, come and eat, it's all cold. Lista handed over a handkerchief.

While Aisha was changing clothes, Lista also took a shower and changed into clean clothes, and now she looks even more handsome and handsome.

Aisha wiped away her tears and sat down.

The night meal was very sumptuous, with three dishes and one soup, meat and vegetables, which Handel specially instructed the kitchen to prepare.

"'Brother', can I call you that?" I ......" Aisha asked such a question during the meal with mixed feelings, but after asking it, she lowered her head a little uneasily.

"No, you can't. Lista replied crisply. "In my heart, my sister is unique and no one can take her place. Besides, you are you, you have to be yourself, and you can't live as a shadow of a person. ”

Aisha was a little disappointed when she heard this, but after thinking about it, she was relieved, Lista was right, she knew that he was heartbroken because of the loss of his sister, but he didn't show it, in fact, a gap had already broken in his heart, and endless sadness and loneliness poured out of this gap, and he wanted to take this place and help him plug this gap, but the substitute is always just a substitute, and only using his true identity to help him repair this gap is the most useful.

"Well, I know, 'brother' is my sister's special title, then I will call you 'Brother Ta' in the future, 'Brother Ta' is my special title. After speaking, he showed a bright smile.

Lista looked at Aisha, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that Aisha's smile was very magical, just like the winter sun, so gentle and comfortable, so irresistible.

Lista didn't speak, and the title "Targo" was a tacit acquiescence.

Late at night, Lista flipped through a stack of papers, writing and drawing with a pen from time to time, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes shaking his head and vetoing. And Aisha next to her didn't know what was already asleep, and it was no wonder, maybe she hadn't slept in the real sense of the word in the past two years, and today was probably the most restful and comfortable night for her.

Aisha rolled over, the sofa was so narrow that she almost fell off the sofa, but fortunately Lista found it in time and hugged her.

"I don't know when I'm asleep, and I'm still wearing a gown, what can I do?" said Lista.

I had no choice but to carry her to the room, it didn't matter if she was wearing a dress, the temperature was very comfortable now, neither hot nor cold, and it wouldn't catch a cold if she covered it with a thin quilt.

He went out of the room and continued to organize the papers in his hand until it was very late, when he lay on the sofa and gradually fell asleep.