The spring elf thought for a moment, and the young man's abrupt question made her a little puzzled, but she still nodded, maybe it was a ghost or maybe it was destined by God.

Anyway, on this night, the spring fairy agreed to the boy's request.

Finch, after receiving the reply, immediately smiled, showed his white teeth at the diving elf, and happily ran home.

But what the boy didn't know was that this elf who had come from afar lived here, lost most of his memories, and only after a long time did he reawaken his senses.

Elves have no concept of most of the nouns that teenagers may have.

Without friends or relatives, she naturally could not understand the corresponding meanings of these two terms.

A complex but immature emotion is born in the heart of the elf, and the lonely and powerless intelligence cannot fill the boy's wishes after all, and the fragile and fragile emotions will eventually be broken with time.

But even if he knew that he would be burned by the flames, he had no choice but to refuse the boy who was about to be frozen to death by the lonely Han.

"Hey, what weird stuff have you been talking about there since just now?"

Bellit looked at Nanshuo speechlessly, since Finch left just now, this guy began to say something inexplicable as if his brain was convulsive, and there was still a sad and joyless expression on his face.

"Of course I'm reading the narrator, don't there be such characters in musicals?

It's really backward, you just admit defeat and go home now. ”

Nan Shuo's expression of no sadness or joy was suddenly replaced by a mocking expression.

"Whose narration is like this, isn't the narration all outside the picture?

What is your narration of stepping on the head of a human spring elf? ”

"It's okay, it's just Old Finch's memories anyway, they can't see us."

Nanshuo was standing on top of the spring fairy's head, and as he spoke, he stepped on the spring fairy's head to prove his words.

"It's almost there, hey!"

Seeing this, Bellet immediately stopped Bengbu, and directly punched Nanshuo away.

"Damn, it's obviously a memory, is your fist still quite painful."

Nan Shuo was punched and flew to a large tree, then slowly slid down the trunk, and finally sat down on the ground and looked at Bellit with a crooked smile wiping the corners of his bleeding mouth.

The corners of Bellit's mouth twitched, and then she blinked her eyes and looked at the scenery on the side and asked curiously: "Anyway, your method is really amazing, you can directly enter the spiritual world of others and read their memories and fantasies."

Could it be that you used to work for Sigmund? ”

Nan Shuo smiled, snapped his fingers, instantly put on a white coat and raised the black-framed glasses on his nose that were not there just now, and said, "Dr. Eva, there is no time for small talk, it's time for us to go to the deep memories of our customers." ”

"What kind of son are you? Oh Watts!

Are you going to the moon, are you going to help Johnny. Did Old Fincher go to the moon? ”

……………………。

After a while, the two of them, who had changed into white coats, walked to the wooden house where Young Finch lived, and stood at the head of the boy's bed and watched the boy's happy sleeping face.

"This can be regarded as a bitter end, he must have been living in loneliness and pain after the death of his parents, and the encounter with the spring elf should be regarded as a major turning point in the life of this young man."

Bellit looked at Finch and said with some emotion.

"It's not just a turning point, it's simply a reopening of life, and this kid will only be left with eating, drinking, Lazar and spring water elves in his life in the future."

Nan Shuo buckled his nose and flicked the [Demon God's Residue] into Bellit's hair, and said with a big grin.

A bruise erupted on Bellet's head, but during this time, she was numb with frequent ups and downs, and after resisting the urge to scratch Hua Nanshuo's face, Bellit asked: "Is it going to sneak into the teenager's sleep next, can this kind of thing really be done?" ”

If you just rely on Old Vinci's memories to reproduce his dusty memories, there are some ancient rituals that can be done in Bellet's cognition, although not as strong as Nanshuo's. But to say that the old Vinci's memories are used to recreate the dreams of the past, and even the things that did not exist in the memory at that time. This can't be called memory recollection at all, it's more like ......

"Turn back in time."

Nan Shuo smiled and spat out the words word by word, and then smiled and took her hand in the midst of Bellet's horrified gaze.

"Don't be too shocked, girl, there's a lot more you haven't seen."

As the last word in Nanshuo's words fell, the two of them were suddenly sucked into Old Vinci's forehead like plastic bags being sucked into a vacuum cleaner.

In a warm, lit world, Finch plays happily in the company of two tall humanoid clusters of light. At this time, Finch was smiling very happily, and the heads of the two humanoid light clusters also cracked a banana-like opening, which looked like they were laughing.

But the good times didn't last long, and a burst of darkness struck, accompanied by a heart-rending scream, and a blood-red light, and the two humanoid clusters of light disappeared without a trace, and Finch sat alone with his head curled up on the ground and sobbed quietly.

Just as the darkness was about to swallow the boy, a drop of water sounded, and the scream suddenly shattered like glass, and a clear spring appeared in front of Finch, and the reflection in the water reflected the boy's stunned face.

Since then, the boy has come to the spring every night to whisper his troubles, and during the day there will be all kinds of violent sounds around the boy, but every night the boy will always go to the spring to talk to dispel the negative emotions in his heart.

In this way, day and night cycled, I don't know how long later, when Nanshuo and Bellet, who were watching outside the screen, began to yawn, a beautiful elf suddenly came out of the spring, and unlike reality, in Finch's dream, the spring elf had a beautiful face and a beautiful sound like the sound of a clear spring.

"Can you grant my wish?"

The teenager asks the elf a question.

"Of course."

The spring elf nodded in reply.

At this moment, the surrounding darkness suddenly cracked into mirror-like lines, shattering one by one, revealing the pure white light behind the darkness.

The colors returned to the boy's world, and Finch reached out to his fountain elf, his lips twitching at the point of not knowing what to say.

…………………。

"After reading it, do you feel anything?"

Nan Shuo asked in a somewhat deep tone, and the whole person did not move while speaking.

This was also the case, and without moving her head, she replied like a machine: "In short, it seems that I have seen the epitome of Old Finch's life before he met the spring fairy."

What about you, how do you feel? ”

"I'm ......"

Nan Shuo sighed, suddenly jumped up, and at the same time a packet of salt appeared in his hand, this guy gritted his teeth and threw the salt on the ground fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Old Finch's dream realm actually has this kind of function!" No wonder this thing can stay next to the spring for so long, it turns out that the brain replenishment ability is so strong?

The faceless elves were all fantasized by him as Marilyn Monroe, hey! ”

At the same time, in reality, Old Finch, who had been placed by Nanshuo and fell crooked next to the spring, and no one could see it, suddenly sneezed, wiped his nose with a finger, and then turned over and continued to "faint".