If development eventually comes to an end, do you accept the civilization of the years?

"For everyone, what they want in the end is not the ethereal future, but the cherishing of what they have seen in the past. It is not so much that civilization gives us time, but that civilization gives us time. "In this space from the real world, a huge precision instrument is rotating all the time, and on the ground is a column after column of bookshelves, recording all the information from the fantasy world.

After Xiangshu left, Roserose and Elise set out for a day of recuperation in Sizhongde, and went straight to the third thousand. This is a different place, and the style of learning is prosperous. Many scholars come here to give lectures and listen to books, and from time to time hold debates and seminars. Many high-ranking members of the kingdom also come here to recruit talents, and a large number of intelligence houses along the street are connected to each other. In addition to the autumn leaves, it is a scene full of books.

The two girls went to the guild first to report. "The little girls are here to learn?"

"Well, I heard that this is the center of cultural knowledge exchange in the world, and I want to come and experience it." Dogwood Road.

It just so happened that the seventeenth school had a teaching activity from the brown-haired girl's family, and she wanted to try her luck there. Elise didn't have any specific places to go, so she just walked around.

Countless scholars in the writing pavilion are sad and sad, and they have poured ink into poems. In the classroom, people sat down one after another to start the class, and several old people behind the podium were talking. The pedestrians are all young people who yearn for archery, there are elves, orcs, wings, illusions and other races, only the brown-haired girl has the same purpose, but no one cares about it in the crowd.

In front of the school, there was a woman with long purple hair, a tall figure, wearing a black cheongsam, and holding a pipe in her hand. Lying on the chaise longue, she urged her men to issue passes to visitors, and her eyes wandered to the brown-haired girl, who slowly got up and shook her pipe, and the girl understood and walked away from the group. The two moved to the corner, "I didn't expect us to meet again, is it a family mission?"

Rosewood shook her head and said, "I came out on my own." ”

The woman understood, stopping the brown-haired girl from speaking. "Now that it's out, why bother with the past?"

"If it's not the past, why should I travel?"

"You mean that if Toso hadn't left, you'd still be willing to stay under the family's control?" The woman looked slightly surprised.

The girl was silent for a while, then nodded, if she had thought about it seriously? Not really. But she understands the importance of her obsession.

The class bell rang, and someone came looking for the purple-haired woman, and the woman had anything else to tell Rose, "If you can, stay, and I'll tell you what I want to know when I'm done with class." "Let's go to the school.

"Wait a minute, is that okay? Isn't it forbidden by the family to spread information?"

The woman did not look back, but forbade the spread of the family. "That?" There was no response.

The classroom was chattering, and visitors from all over the world were talking freely. The elders walked up to the podium, and the scattered textbooks were picked up. The teacher talked about the past and the present, and once his eyebrows danced. There are students in the audience who murmur and respond, and those who have no intention whisper and cover their mouths and smile.

The brown-haired girl sat down against the wall in the unattended hallway outside the door, listening to the knowledge that had once lingered in her ears and the little noise that had not been there then. It's not exciting, it's not sad, if you have to define this feeling, it's called 'waiting'. I think that if you don't look ahead, 'waiting' can not exist. Just as when we were young, we imagined that we were not students in the classroom who listened to the teacher, and the sound of the lecture came into our minds indistinctly, but that we were an irrelevant and unnoticed person, who could not linger in the hallways, in the playground, during the students' lessons, to wander and listen to the sound of reading aloud close to our ears.

The girl on the other side, Elise, had this feeling, she had nothing to do and visited several schools, and learned a lot about the snow and moon in the cold window. Around, walking, coming to a remote area, turning into a dirt path. With the idea of turning back at the end of the road, I stopped in front of the barren grass. In the midst of weeds and wild flowers, there is a small two-story book house standing there, as if it has been abandoned for a long time. Why do you know it's a book house? It's not that the girl is open to omniscience, but that she has pushed the door open.

The fire in the fireplace inside the door was still alive, piles of books were stacked on the carpet, and the candles on the ceiling were still hanging upside down. The girl who realized that she might trespass on someone else's house was about to pull the door and leave, when a tall, white-haired, white-bearded, and thick black trench coat slowly walked down from the second floor, and made a very magnetic and attractive voice: "This house still has an owner." ”

Elise bent down and apologized: "I'm sorry, I offended. The old man's deep eyes looked at the girl, and a little surprise quietly appeared in his plain face. He walked up to the girl with his hands behind his back, and the girl also seized the time to open the omniscient - the humanoid elf, a pair of pointed ears on the bright face can also judge seventy or eighty, and it is certain that there is a Pal corridor in the body. But a little deeper, there are several enchantments in his body that prevent the girl's insight, and the story of this old man is extraordinary.

"So as an apology, can you take a trip with the old decay?" The old man's unprecedented invitation was true, which made the other party scratch his head, and since he couldn't detect the obvious hostility, he agreed.

The two of them went out the back door, looking at the endless wilderness, so that the wind's footprints had nowhere to hide. It seems that after walking a few steps away, a few white clouds will appear on the green grass, accompanied by the melodious sound of the shepherd's flute. A high dirt road leads straight into the distance, and the two of them are not in a hurry, counting the pace. "Do you like to read?" The old man should have experienced a lot, his tone was calm, and he couldn't catch any emotional changes.

"Like—huh?" Why is the girl's answer questionable? Because she thought that in the garden, her leisure time was used to reading, so she was uncertain whether this habit was a kind of liking.

"What appeals to you about the book?"

"Reading a book is like communicating with a friend, and I can know what the other person thinks and learn a lot from it."

"But how do you make sure you're learning the right thing?"

"Then I can read a few more books and read them from the perspective of more people."

"Isn't what most people think wrong?"

The girl was silent

"If you weren't in a desert, someone would tell you

There is an oasis, but some people say it's a mirage, what are you going to do?"

"Since the answers are inconsistent, it is better to see it yourself, so what the old man wants me to understand is to practice to gain true knowledge, right?"

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled and shook his head, "I think the best solution is to first judge the arguments of both sides of the dissent, see if we can find out which party's loopholes, and finally choose the most likely theory to practice." ”

"It's just a decoration for my methods." The white-haired girl was not convinced by the "cunning" of the question.

"Hehehe, a little difference can go a thousand miles. This is too

The truth of reading is to read other people's words, and to sort out the answers that you are most satisfied with, and then use it to get in touch with the reality you are in. I think that's the role of books. The girl wanted to provoke, but was stopped by the old man, and saw that he pointed ahead, and did not know when to go back to the same place: "Instead of refuting me now, it is better to go into the house and read a few more books, and then use your conclusions on yourself."

It is worthy of saying that ginger is still old and spicy, and every sentence is in the girl's heart. So all morning, she stayed in the house, by the fire, in the stack of books, tirelessly turning the pages and shadows of the book. The withered yellow envelope on the attic table, the droplets of water on the evergreen that do not want to be sublimated, must be locked in the iron box of time.

The white-haired girl didn't wake up until the sun was shining, and she wanted to run to the school, forgetting the first school. At this time, Dognard waited until the purple-haired woman got out of class and asked her to eat. The hotel was noisy, and the two of them booked a box. However, the tea was all on it, and I didn't move the chopsticks, and I drank the tea and talked for a long time. One worried, one biting his lip and looking solemn.

Elise walked to the wrong school by accident, walked around the school a few times, and came to the lawn next to the playground, A girl in a wheelchair under the fruit tree, with long crystal pink hair and jeweled eyes looking through the autumn water, matched with a snow-white dress, white hands on the book on her lap. If there is a fairy world in the world, then she must be a princess among fairies, and the white-haired girl has lost her dreams by her side, just like an innocent girl in the mortal world. Still, she leaned forward, on the one hand, she opened her omniscience and realized that the phantom seed in front of her was the pearl of Bois, a civilization that lived in the sea, which aroused Elise's curiosity; On the one hand, the temperament of the other party is very attractive to white-haired girls.

Dignified and demure, the pink-haired girl with a blue heart looked at the children playing on the playground in a daze, the sunlight on her body was suddenly blocked, and she looked up at the white-haired human girl, and her eyes revealed deep incomprehension.

"Hello sister, that, have you seen a brown-haired girl here?" It's really a strange magic, just getting close to each other, how restless the mood can be calmed. Like a colorless flower exuding a refreshing fragrance, soothing the soul, in terms of age, the pink-haired girl is really three years older than Elise, but it seems that the other party is lively, and the girls in the world will be eclipsed. The other party understood the purpose of the white-haired girl, shook his head seriously, and when his hair danced, he could be a good gentleman when he hurt the Buddha.

The white-haired girl noticed that something was wrong and asked, "Can't you say it?" The other party smiled slightly, as if to say that you are really smart, and you answered correctly.

What kind of sad thing is going through, right? Elise subconsciously concluded. The pink-haired girl took out a thin notebook in the book and wrote a sentence to the white-haired girl: Please don't feel sorry for me, because I don't feel sorry for this.

Finding it interesting, Elise sat down on the stone chair next to the pink-haired girl, her hands propped up on the chair and swayed gently on either side. "Isn't it sad to lose it?" The other shook his head and wrote: Haven't we been on the road to losing and gaining something? What's more, you weren't born with it, and you don't have to be sad, do you?

"Born with?"

This time, the other party wrote for a long time: I am a phantom seed, and most of our clan were born unable to speak, as if the punishment of the gods. But in fact, in the sea we have our own way of making sounds, and it is limited to the bottom of the sea. However, as the daughter of the leader of the family, I often accompanied the family to travel among the high-level countries of the mainland country, and said that I had not returned for several years.

"Isn't that what to be sad about?" The other party still shook his head, but he shook it more slowly, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, did he think of something? Just as the other party was about to put pen to paper, Elise's stomach rumbled uncontrollably. made the other party cover his mouth and laugh lightly without losing his elegance, and took the beautifully packaged lunch box next to the wheelchair to share with the white-haired girl. While Eli was eating the food with a look of shame, the pink-haired girl picked up a pen and wrote a few pages, to tell a beautiful story about the flowers: Atlante Shiya, this is my name. Leon is the name of a storyteller Qing Nian. It was five years ago, but I can still remember it clearly. The first time I saw a human being was when I came to Sanqiandi with my family to discuss political affairs, and lived in a garden. At that time, I was still able to move my legs, and I was so active that I was crazy in the garden, and finally when I was tired, I sat down in the pavilion and rested, watching the green willow trees by the stream dazzle in the sun. A man's voice suddenly came from behind, and said a little lazily: "I thought this garden was uninhabited, so I don't think the little girl would mind if I stayed here, right?" I looked back at a young man in tattered clothes lying on the old tree, but with a light in his eyes that I had never seen in the top of politics or the rich businessmen.

I stared at him because I couldn't speak. He understood, jumped down from the tree, stuffed me with a yellowed piece of letter paper and a pen to be depleted, and said absently: "If you have any grievances, write them down and tell me." "Of course, I don't have the feeling of not being upset because others trespass on the garden, but I find it new and interesting. I asked him his name and what he did, and he said he was a storyteller. At first, I didn't believe it, I hadn't heard of anyone with such a profession in the world, but he really told me several strange things that I had never heard of, which inspired me to yearn for the beauty of the outside world. The conversation lasted until sunset, and staying too long would alarm the family members, and I had to go back and say goodbye to him. I didn't give up, because I told him that he lived here secretly. As a child, I didn't realize that the other party was special as a human being. Especially at that time, the family came to the three thousand days to deal with the human race, and the human youth who appeared out of thin air must have a not simple purpose. But I've always been a firm believer in the power of young people, and a person who is willing to tell a story to a lonely little girl, and who tells it for an afternoon, is not bad. But nightmares ensued, and the young man was captured by the Phantom guards, who accused him of stealing important information from the meeting. I was also angry, stole the key to the cell, and unlocked the lock for him. I also helped him raise his sword against his own family's guards, and the condition given was simple - take me away. The dawn was full of ups and downs, and we finally walked on the peaceful path of the countryside and the evening breeze. In the next two years, trekking through mountains and rivers was also a tour of mountains and rivers, going to the plateau of the extreme east to look at the stars, exploring the dream-like space in the great forest of the far north, and also going to Noah, the territory of human beings, to experience the fireworks of the world. I had a happy time, like a never-ending fountain. During this time, the young man had always tried his best to find time to be with me, but there should be something big behind him—behind him from the beginning. But whenever he sees me, he will pretend to be relaxed and tell me what is fun and what is delicious. Even when he disappeared for days without being heard from, he prevaricated. I don't know each other to take the initiative, but the potential danger is a beast in a cage, and I don't know when I will indulge the wild. The change came to the other side of the world that we had arrived on the surface of the drifting sea for a few days. It was then that I learned that it was the humans of his race who had been fighting, and that the young man had offended their scales and sent countless killers to follow us, and we fought for days on end, in places we didn't know anything about. Eventually, I stumbled into a bottomless valley and lost consciousness. It seemed like a long time, and in the dream, there were hot tears dripping down my face, and I could still feel the blood. When I woke up, I found that I was back in the family. The past is like a dream bubble annihilated by the sun. I could no longer find any trace of the youth, and likewise, my legs could no longer stand up.

The story ends, and the pink-haired girl says that she doesn't know why she feels comfortable telling a story to Elise. Since this story was written by a pink-haired girl with a pen, after writing it, the sun also sank to the horizon, and the darkness began to infect the sky and the earth.

The white-haired girl's last question before parting: "Don't you regret that this trip has made you lose the ability to walk for the rest of your life?" “

The pink-haired girl pursed her lips and smiled, she wrote firmly: No regrets, compared to others, I just condensed my childhood and youth into the most precious and extraordinary two years. It's like a piece of sugar, so sweet that you don't feel tears.

Elise left, thinking that she had heard a great story this afternoon, but she didn't know that after thousands of years, there was a scene in the story that took root with the vicissitudes of life—the white dress chased the white butterfly to avoid the crowd, burrow into the forest of fireflies, and discover the quiet search of flowers. In the middle of summer, there is no fireworks or Haibin Beach, there is no blood and no sadness, shuttling through the forest and not knowing the place, listening to stories outside the world, and sleeping peacefully with the wind in the flower field.

Not all stories can be long, and not all good things are recorded in books. The fragrances that have been forgotten by everyone are left in a place where no one cares. Someone happens to come, keeps it in their hearts, and forgets it for the rest of their lives.

At night, the small shops on both sides of the small street are bustling, the spoons and chopsticks on the table are staggered, and the words of people are mixed. The white-haired girl walked through the night, having only learned that her omniscience could hear voices, and by chance she heard the word 'Mondstadt' come out of someone's mouth.

"Tiatoth? What the hell are the Terrans doing? Specially ran so far to establish diplomatic relations. ”

"If the news is correct, they have great internal contradictions, and the one who advocates doing this is actually an inconspicuous aristocrat."

"The Lozvegetable family?"

"You actually know, eh, because their family has produced a virtuous person, that is, the leader of this mission."

I didn't expect to hear about the family in a foreign country, which made the girl feel close to the end of the world. After the garden came out, she did not explore the truth of the disaster, and subjectively did not want to think about it. Listening to this today, the Buddha has an invisible hand, grabbing himself to pierce the film of facts that he pretends to be invisible.

The white-haired girl who was worried went back to the inn, and when she opened the door, not only did she not see the energetic figure of the brown-haired girl, but she couldn't even pack her luggage.

Time goes back to a few hours ago, and Rose, who was in the same mood as the white-haired girl, arrived at the inn first. She stood by the window and did not speak, watching the night gradually weave up the opposite roof and weave into the sky. After thinking about it, I set off to pack my things and walked out.

Elise walked into the room, and the door was suddenly slammed shut. She turned to open it, and a familiar voice came from the other side: "Don't open the door, just listen to me." So they leaned against one side of the door and began to speak from their hearts.

"I went to our family's school in the morning, and I didn't see anyone I wanted to meet, but I met an elder in the family, and she finally asked what I wanted to know. Forgive me for not being able to tell you because it covers a wide range of people, including your family. I know that's been your heart all along, forgive me for hiding it from you. Phew—Anyway, I have a very important thing to do now, and I can't be with you anymore. Don't be sad or reluctant, let this girl go quickly!" Everyone can hear the stubbornness in the second half, and since she said so, just do it. The sound of footsteps coming downstairs was heard, and the other party was indeed gone.

Regardless of sadness and reluctance for the time being, since Si Zhongde has been all the way, there is a sense of distance from the brown-haired girl in his heart. As mentioned earlier, it is a communication between two worlds, and it is impossible for anyone to speak of eternity in the same atmosphere. Now that the other party is gone, he is left with endless loneliness. Elise leaned against the door until the dead of night.

Nightmare Notes:

September 11th

If the end is a sign of separation, then I will definitely cherish the journey. Sister Shiya said that after two years of joy, I can't fully understand the stagnation that came after two years of joy. Thinking back to the laughter of the past, I should understand a little bit after experiencing the separation from Sister Rosero today. I knew that Sister Roserose and I would have to say goodbye one day, so we never slacked off every day we were together. I think Sister Shiya also had such thoughts, right? At this moment, reminiscing about the lights is like tasting a piece of sugar, really, so sweet that you don't feel tears.

Lotzlet Elise

People's moods can be superimposed, so we can say that we have mixed feelings. Like an abstract watercolor world, the endless rippling river sways in the deep inky black.

After dinner, there was little room for small talk, and Elise went to bed very early. In her dream, she looked back in time and watched the past, the pink-haired girl's past: the glaciers of spring melt filled the rushing rivers, and the green hills on both sides of the river resounded the joy of birds and beasts from time to time. On the pebble beach by the river, a girl in a blue and white loose dress ran in the wind, and the young man behind her put his hands behind his head and walked quietly. Always pay attention to the girl's movements, afraid that she will be injured. But when the other party turned around, he pretended to enjoy the view.

"Wind elf, protect her," the young man said, and a wind gushed out from the neck pendant in his arms, silently surrounding the pink-haired girl.

There was one thing that didn't ask anyone, and even Elise didn't know that she could turn on omniscience in her dreams. It may be a knee-jerk act – omniscience is turned on.

Wendy Kusu, the strongest controller of the Elven Clan's Wind Pal. I don't know how the young man made a contract with it, but then there is a basis for the resurrection of the pink-haired girl from the dead and across the sea that no one has been able to do for generations.

"Shiya, don't play too crazy." The young man reminded, in exchange for a handful of water from the other party: "Yohe, I'm not welcome to you like this." The young man fooled around with her, and the water splashed.

Tired of playing, the girl sat on a big rock and stirred the gurgling water with her little feet. The young men were not far away, fishing for their unlanded lunch.

A little white rabbit emerged from the woods, was seen by the girl, and chased after him with a smoke. The mist in the forest floats softly in the air. The sunlight was a fine golden sand, slanting through the stacked branches and leaves, mottled and dead leaves on the ground. The girl lost her target, lost her way, and circled around the woods. There are glowing mushrooms, cute treehouse elves, and singing flowers. She is delighted to swim in the magic of nature.

My stomach hurt with hunger, and in the end I could only squat on the ground, unable to scream. The flowers and plants are tall and long, covering the girl tightly. What to do? I can only do it in a hurry. A strong wind was blowing, and at the source of the light, the young man was trying to run. I knew you were going to find me. Of course, he had to be reprimanded, although there was fragrant grilled fish to compensate, the girl still listened carefully.

The sun is setting and the water is sparkling. The Youth Association asks every once in a while: "Is it really okay to come out and suffer with me like this?" ”

The girl didn't answer the question because she didn't feel like it needed to be answered anymore.

The dream was about to dissipate, and when the white field of vision was filled, Elise heard the hope of the pink-haired girl who had not spoken until the end: I don't regret my story all the way at any time, but there are still regrets left in my heart to struggle. Human desires are indeed never-ending, and so am I, and I am eager to meet the youth again and embark on a journey again.

Who drops a crystal clear tear and turns into the ultimate gem, reflecting the memories of the curtain.

Wake up from the dream to the early morning, beautiful and fresh. The rice seedlings in the field are brought with morning dew, and they grow a few inches taller; The water under the bridge flows slowly, and the small fish are competing for food. It seems that everything is still in Si Zhongde, where the girls cherish each other, but there is no trace of the brown-haired girl.

Or go out in the morning, or go to a small book house in the middle of nowhere. It was found to be deserted overnight, with weeds growing in the cracks of the walls, and the wooden doors and windows smelling of rot. Push open the creaking door, and there will be no warm stoves, flickering candles, no mountains of books. What's going on? The white-haired girl is also confused. Ascending to the second floor, which she had not touched, there was a brand new envelope on the desk in the attic:

To Elise

You must have experienced a lot since we met yesterday, right? As I said, whether it's a book or something, getting it is only the first step, and translating it into your own understanding, how to use it is the real way to do it for the world. I guess you already have a reason to go by now, right? That's what I'm looking forward to.

I'll see you again when you come to the Great Gru Forest in the far north one day. I believe that at that time you had brewed a pot of wine in your heart that was about to pour out to me.

An elven old man

September 11th

Elise put away the letter and had to go to the school. The existence of the pink-haired girl could not be found in the school, and it was only after asking others that she found out that she had returned to her mansion. There was no way, so I rushed to the noble mansion of the Phantom Clan. I was stopped at the door, and I can understand why I am so guarded now. After some explanation, Shiya had to come forward to succeed, and it turned out that this was the garden of the year. The pink-haired girl sat in the pavilion drinking thin tea, and the two chatted about family life. White-haired girl

Now I can understand Shiya's feelings better, so it's easy to talk.

One afternoon, there was talk and laughter, and the pink-haired girl said that there seemed to be a mirror demon near the three thousand days recently. The Silent Demon, as the name suggests, can imitate others, and Yunpal was born to imitate even abilities. It's okay to say that it's just imitated, but it's indignant to cause damage to society, so it's classified as a pest. The reason why Shiya talked about this was not because she was a person who listened to all directions, but because she seemed to have seen the shadow of people describing the mirror demon last night, and it was in this garden!

Seeing the pink-haired girl's worried look, Elise mustered up the courage to help her find out. However, she didn't tell the pink-haired girl that she planned to go and see it herself when she said goodbye, because if it was really a mirror demon, it wouldn't be okay to involve Shiya, who had difficulty moving.

We chatted for a while and had lunch together. The white-haired girl with her thoughts bids farewell to Shiya and makes a detour back to the garden.

Omniscient, on. It would have been a little less effort to scan the garden's special Pal flow, and sure enough, I found a special Pal flow in the corner. Intensified exploration, it is a living black fog. Indeed similar to the description of the Mirror Demon, Elise searched for the past and secretly uncovered the weeds, ignoring that the other party was not human. The sky was already dark, and the white-haired girl watched the black mist change into her appearance little by little, grinning strangely, glanced at herself, and ran over the wall with a strange grunt. The girl was shocked, this is not good, the other party will use her identity to do bad things and she can't bear it.

Subconsciously thought of the brown-haired girl, if it was her, she would definitely be able to calm this matter, right? Without further ado, Elise set off to run to the Rosewood family's school, where she would surely meet her.

The school was still crowded with people, and the crowd was buzzing. The white-haired girl jumped around in the crowd, looking left and right but still couldn't find the brown-haired girl. It should be in the inner place, she naturally walked over, was blocked by the people of the family, and asked the white-haired girl the purpose.

"Is Sister Tina here? I want to find her. ”

"Dogwood? She's not available right now, so you'd better come back next time. ”

Elise hung her head, "Okay, thank you. ”

After all, are they two people? The white-haired girl was not helped, but she had to face difficulties. It's like facing a garden fire, but lonely, helpless. No, I don't want to be like that again, I'm going to change, do my best to change. Maybe it's the courage given by anger, it doesn't matter, many things in life, as long as you take the first step, it won't be too difficult.

But the night has come, or go back to the inn to rest first, hard work is not a brute force, this truth is still understood by the girl.

On the one hand, I was in a complicated mood, and now I have to worry about the flying disaster, the white-haired girl is tossing and turning in bed, and she can't sleep. Think about that letter this morning, the reason for the departure? She did have a lot of summaries in her heart, and the emptiness in her heart at the beginning still made her hesitate. Wait, when the dust settles, a choice will be made. If you want to hand it in, you will hand in a satisfactory answer.

Thinking about it, I couldn't bear to be sleepy, so I closed my eyes. All the way, in a deep sleep, is always the best way to rest. It can comforte the body and mind properly, and also cope with the ups and downs of the coming days.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the next morning. You don't have to go to the treehouse, you can go straight to the Phantom Clan's mansion.

The pink-haired girl expressed her sadness at Elise's concealment and negligence yesterday: Although we have only known each other for two days, we can be called friends at the beginning, right? How uncomfortable I feel in my heart and how worried I am for you to suffer for me. Promise me, don't do this in the future, if you want something, you can't say it, you can write it down and tell me.

"Sister Shiya, I'm sorry, I didn't empathize, but I don't want you to get hurt very sincerely, so this time the mirror demon, I will definitely deal with it!" The white-haired girl said, this time, courage is no longer a momentary anger.

The pink-haired girl Allure smiled at Elise, and now she can only use this way to encourage and heal each other. Enough was enough, Elise regained her confidence and was determined to find the Mirror Demon.

So, omniscience, on! With the data from last time, the search was much faster, and although it was still tiring to explore a large area, it was still possible for Elise. Found it, in the grove in the north of the three thousand, it won't let you escape!

The girl went to the woods non-stop, according to yesterday's data, the mirror demon actually has such an attack ability, but it can only imitate, on the contrary, there are very few ways to attack it.

The other party didn't hide far, so that the girl was easy to find, and what worried the girl was that it shouldn't have done anything bad to the residents of the three thousand last night, right?

The mirror demon still maintains the image of a white-haired girl, and her weird grinning mouth that is half of her face still makes people feel frightened. Elise took a deep breath, lightened the pressure on herself, and shouted to the Mirror Demon, "Hey, aren't you able to imitate others? Imposters can't imitate that!" Then the girl activates omniscience in its face.

In later studies, people classified the mirror demon as a natural phenomenon, that is, the mirror demon was actually unconscious. The innocent girl treats each other as if she were a consciousness, which is one of the reasons why Hick chose her as the first inheritor.

At this moment, Elise, who turned on the efficient omniscience, had turned into gold in an instant, emitting a ghostly light. Mirror Demon also imitates, exactly the same. Elise uses omniscience to analyze her surroundings and includes the Mirror Demon. Unexpectedly, the other party's Parr capacity is so large, and the girl can't consume it when she is full of omniscience.

In the fairy tale, the promise made by the good man must be fulfilled, and the white-haired girl has promised Shiya that she will defeat the other party, so she should not break her promise! Since this level of omniscience can be imitated, then I will raise it to the god level, but it is just a little mirror demon, I want to see if you can stand side by side with the gods!

Well, omniscient, no limit opens! Elise no longer cares about whether her body can withstand it, and raises the information analysis of the things around her to the level of material origin, and the scope is wildly expanded, wanting to envelop the world. The powerful ability to operate makes the woods shine everywhere, and is about to sublimate. Naturally, the white-haired girl didn't feel good, no, this high concentration of Pal flow even caused her gray hair to be activated to a golden glow. The mirror demon is natural to imitate, how can it be imitated, and in the end it is overloaded, turning into black smoke and being blown away by the wind.

Now Elise was unconscious, and a sun-like light gathered around her exploded, and she fainted.

For the world, it's just a weather anomaly, a cutscene away from the point of the incident, a lot of talking points closer to the point, and what happens around you to save yourself.

The world is so big that it can accommodate the flowers of the plateau and the dead grass under the bridge at the same time. The weaving of seemingly innocuous little things is the evolution of the world. At first, no one cared about themselves. When the changes begin to surface, no one can escape.

It's so quiet, it's like thinking is paused, I can't think about anything, I can't control myself. I don't know how long it took for my consciousness to return little by little, and I was almost restored before I could hear the outside world and open my eyes.

A brown-haired girl stood in front of the hospital bed, holding her cheeks with a distressed expression. When I saw the white-haired girl wake up, I instantly smiled. "What are you doing!? As soon as I heard your news, I ran to you in embarrassment. "The girl was really worried, and it was only then that she heard the name Elise, and her hind feet were already on the way, especially the climbing ropes.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I've been sleeping for a few days?"

"Three days, three whole days, unconscious. Also, don't be sorry all day long, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, everyone will feel uncomfortable if I listen to it too much. I, I actually have a problem, when you are in trouble, I, I can't be there for you. The brown-haired girl said embarrassedly.

Elise pulled out a smile and said, "It turns out that some things will not change whether you are around or not." ”

"Huh?"

"It's okay, I think, it must be a very good fortune in my life to meet Sister Rose."

The brown-haired girl said blushing. Ahem, that, of course, this girl began: "But everyone loves it, and flowers bloom." ”

The current white-haired girl finally spoke: "Sister Rose, I'm also leaving." ”

"Aang? Really? The brown-haired girl was obviously a little disappointed, but she quickly perked up: "Okay, my Elise has finally grown up and is going out into the world by herself!"

"My sister Tinel has finally grown up and is going to do what she wants to do."

In the ward, the two of them laughed happily, and their goals were clear in their hearts. There is nothing wrong with everyone's world being different, and it is not wrong that no status quo is eternal, but there are some things that will always remain in each other's world, and will not deteriorate easily and will not be ignored.

Elise was discharged from the hospital as soon as she recovered from her serious illness, and she first rushed to the Phantom Mansion to meet Shiya. "Sister Shiya, you're right, memories are hidden in sugar, which can make travelers' minds drift away from home. I'm going to Tiarath, to find the truth I want, and I'm going to the forests of the far north to meet an elven grandfather. ”

The pink-haired girl was very happy to hear this: Then I wish you good luck and look forward to meeting you again.

"Also, I'm going to find, the young man you Shiya calls Leon, I want you to be able to meet him again, so that you can go on a journey with him again."

I never thought the white-haired girl would say this, because the pink-haired girl had never told her this. However, it didn't matter how the other party knew, she wouldn't stop the white-haired girl's determination, so she nodded happily. She knew in her heart that it was impossible, but it was not a reason to erase a naïve dream.

After solving this matter, Elise is considered light. She first went to the library to study quickly with omniscience, then packed her bags and set off when she was still at the top in the sad autumn.

The cicadas do not sing, and the dead leaves are scattered. Qiu Si's letters have been exchanged several times, and the confusion of the road ahead has been cut and shattered, in the continuous whirlwind of time.

Nightmare Notes:

September 16

Let's go, with the autumn breeze.

Sanqiandi is really a holy place for learning, and I have benefited a lot. Truths are not written down in books, and neither are stories. I am not afraid of parting, I am afraid that I will go to a freshly clothed angry horse, and I will return with gray temples. Goodbye, Sister Rose, Sister Shiya! I finally understood the meaning of the road ahead and knew how to pursue. Brother Mondstadt, I don't run away anymore, I'm going to face you and accept the naked truth. And the elven grandfather, I must thank you for allowing me to discover my meaning.

It's good to come back still young.

Lotzlet Elise