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So much had happened last night, until late at night, when the world seemed to be asleep, and the muse who remained in the living room returned to the otherworldly room with a cane.

What he didn't see was that Philomena was relieved to watch Muse Ne return to her room with difficulty through the crack in the doorway, and her pretty face had a complicated look.

After waking up early in the morning, the two finished their breakfast, and the whole process was very silent.

After breakfast, Philomena spoke.

"I'll carry you to church to pray for blessings in a while. ”

"Spare me, it's a shame to be carried by a girl in front of so many people. ”

"That's right, I can't let you walk such a long way with a cane, I'm not at ease. Philomena worried.

"Can you help me lead the craftsman to make a chair like this? Maybe after noon, we can go." Muse said, apparently having thought about the situation, and pulled out the paper he had prepared with the design of the wheelchair drawn on it.

"Okay, then I'll go out for a while. In normal times, Philomena would definitely praise Muse with joy, but today, Philomena just replied in a state of absence, and then went back to the room to change her clothes and go out.

After noon, the craftsman came in with a wheelchair, and after Philomena paid, she didn't say anything, but helped Muse into the wheelchair and went out.

Along the way, Muse felt a lot of indifferent gazes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"There's no need to worry about that, you've changed. As if fearing that Musene would be affected, Philomena made a rare noise.

"It's okay, I've done a lot of things wrong before. Muse shook his head, indicating nothing.

After coming to the church, Philomena and Muse prayed symbolically for a while, and then the priest came out to ask what troubles there were, and after learning about Muse's troubles, Philomena took out the gold card very wisely, swiped ten gold coins, and Muse was invited into the prayer room to receive the Lord's treatment.

After a process was down, Muse looked at the church behind him, and his face was amazed, it was worthy of being a believer, and making a deal was so literary.

"I'm really happy to see you standing up again. Philomena said with a smile, but her eyes were at a loss.

"Let's go, go and redeem the jewelry that my father gave me. Musene sighed and said that perhaps he shouldn't press too hard, and that it would be better for Philomena to build up her confidence before showing her intentions.

On the way, Philomena saw a more luxurious shop, stopped, walked towards it, and after a while, came out with a book.

Looking at the book in Philomena's arms, Musene's face became even more bitter, and at this moment, he really felt the artistic conception of this poem.

"Maybe you might want to consider reading other books to relax. Muse reminded.

"It's the cheapest book, and it's not because you wrote it. Philomena wanted to distance herself from Muse, and said with a blank face.

Perhaps, after a while, after his body recovers, he will be able to walk freely on the street, and he will soon find a better girl. Philomena thought to herself.

"Okay. Muse knew what Philomena wanted to do, and he wanted to talk to Philomena more, but Philomena remained silent.

After redeeming Philomena's jewelry, the two went home side by side, and in the past they must have made a good meal to celebrate, but now they were not in the mood to do so, and returned to their respective rooms.

Philomena looked at the book in her hand, the delicate and gorgeous cover, but there was a kind of unspeakable sadness, and she turned the book with a sullen and uneasy mood.

......

When the dream was over, Philomena realized that her face was already wet with tears, and she covered her face and cried.

"No... No, Philomena, you are not qualified to fall in love with Muse, he is a brilliant magician, an excellent writer, and you are only a humble bastard, and you can only hide your past, lick your wounds in a remote corner, and look up to him with joy, and that's it. His liking for you is only temporary, he will meet better girls than you, don't bring yourself into the story. ”

Muse, who returned to the room, took a deep breath, took the hundred pieces of melt paper he had just bought, and took a deep breath.

To be honest, even he himself was surprised by the amount of gold coins in this gold card, he had planned to buy only ten pieces of melt spirit paper, but the owner of the shop reminded him that this purple gold card only had the right to store more than 10,000 gold coins, so he changed his mind.

Muse shook his head and threw these distractions out of his head, closed his eyes, his consciousness drowned in the sea of spirit, and the next moment, Muse appeared in a large hall of books.

Athens, the largest library on earth, came with him when he woke up from the catastrophe that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

[Please forgive me, I can't prove my love for you with my own ability, I'm a greedy villain, and I'd rather bear an unforgivable sin in order to get you.] 】

- Nameless admirer.

When Philomena came out of the room, Musene had already prepared the meal and placed it on the table.

...

The days passed quickly for two months, and for these two months, often at the end of the day, there were no more than ten words between the two, and many times Philomena did not see Muse for the whole day, and if it were not for the movement coming from Musene's room, she thought he was out.

Muse's literacy tutoring ended early, but for Philomena, it was not a big problem, she already had basic language knowledge, and she only needed a dictionary to learn on her own.

For the past two months, Philomena had nothing to do, so she had to stay in her room and teach herself the language.

On this day, after Musene finished writing the last word, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Thinking back to the events of these days, a melancholy thought welled up in his heart, and Muse sighed deeply and added another sentence at the end.

[During this period of trying to be estranged, I didn't learn to forget, but I missed it more and more.

I picked up the pen and wrote down my love for you on paper, and fell asleep holding it in the silence of the night.

So that I can see you in my dreams. 】

...

In the morning, after making breakfast, Muse changed into clothes and went out.

Not long after Musene closed the door, the door of Philomena's room was pushed open, and her face showed no sleepiness, not like someone who had just woken up, looking at the door, and moving to the rich breakfast on the table, and couldn't help but shed tears again,

"That's fine, at least Muse Ne has begun to get out of this room, there are too many beautiful and better girls in this world than me, and he will forget about me. ”

...

Nerina was unhappy now, and every time she visited Muse for the past two months, she had been rejected by Philomena, which made her no progress in understanding Tagore. And the inspiration for progress, which was finally made, has also stalled.

As Nerina was thinking about a way to get past Philomena's impermeable wall, Muse's figure appeared in front of the portal door.

"Mr. Musene, why are you here, I have been looking for you for the past two months, but I have been rejected by Lady Philomena, what has happened?" said Nerina.

"I'm sorry, I've been busy with important things in the past two months, and I really can't spare time. By the way, Mr. Peter, here is a letter that I would like to send to the branch of the Literary Society, which is closest to Hardtown. Muse explained, pulling out a large envelope.

"Ah, is it for the Literary Society? Great!" Hearing this, Nerina had already thrown her dissatisfaction with Philomena into the corner of nowhere.

In contrast, she would like to see the work of the mysterious writer Rabindranath Tagore, an emerging genre that has left many writers feeling fresh, and that Nelina intends to write her next steps in this genre. However, there are so few examples of this genre that even the best writers can imitate it on a single page.

"Oh... Mr. Muse, you seem to be in a bad mood. ”

Writing a new work is a joy for the writer, but there is only a heavy sadness on Muse's face.

"I'm fine, I'll trouble you with this matter, you must help me send it to the branch of the Literary Association. ”

Looking at the back of Musene leaving, Nerina looked puzzled, looked left and right, but found that there was no figure around for a long time

"You can't hold it anymore, and you want to read the contents of this letter now. The old man's voice sounded behind Nellina.

"Thank you so much, you did me a great favor. Nellina eagerly opened the envelope, and the piece of paper covering the melted paper was a statement from Tagore himself.

[I apologize, please forgive me for my own selfishness, wanting to use sacred literature for some dirty purpose, I beg, please be sure to let this work pass the review, for me, this is a very important request, and I am willing to pay any price that does not violate the principle.

P.S. If I had to name the genre, it would be... Poetry bar. 】

Nellina was even more puzzled, it could be that Tagore's talent was just like a meteor, only a moment of brilliance.

With suspicion, she flipped to the contents of the melt paper, and the next moment, she was immersed in Tagore's world.

It wasn't until late at night that Nerina slowly came back to her senses, if it weren't for the old man's special means to isolate the people around her, she would have been awakened long ago.

Nerina's face was shocked, and she said to herself, "This is no longer a fleeting dream, no... It is not a dream, it is a world that contains all the good things in the world. ”

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