Sindra leaned on the window, silently watching Avad and the other children leave, feeling a little depressed, but feeling a little better at the thought that she would be able to go out after her mother left too.

"Syndra, you're at home today, don't go out and play, and reflect on your own mistakes, you know?"

Maggie wiped the hot sweat from her forehead and prepared to help in the fields.

"Got it."

When the mother left the yard with the basket on her back, Sindra never hesitated to leave the house that made her unhappy and trotted all the way up the hill.

I don't know when it began, and a terrible shadow appeared around her again, and Sindra didn't dare to turn back, so she could only go all the way forward.

Stepping up the path through the deep spruce forest, Sindra climbed the cliff and breathed a sigh of relief when she glanced at the shrine (similar to a neon torii) that the villagers had worked so hard to build.

Every time he walked through this shrine, the lingering shadows would move away from him, and St. Lyopasvo would always help him exorcise the ghosts.

In this village, Paswo is the only friend who will not bully her, but will also help her and share her grief.

Normally, she would not share her distress with Pasvo, because she knew that sharing her distress meant making others unhappy with her.

St. Willow Pasvo grows on the edge of the cliff, a giant willow tree that rises fifteen meters high, and every night, the green willow of the holy willow emits a beautiful golden glow, and many birds and small animals live on the tree, and sometimes Sindra also talks to the small animals in the tree.

"Pasvo, I'm looking for you again."

Arriving at the 'secret base' where she relaxed, Sindra also had a smile on her face.

She was reluctant to recount the reproach she had received yesterday, even though Pasvo had never spoken to her.

"I saw a very bright star by the window last night, Pasvo, and I thought of a legend told by the villagers,

It was in a far, far away part of another land, and there was a very high mountain, and that peak was higher than the Longcrest Mountain, and it was the closest place to the stars.

From the summit of that mountain, you can walk directly to the stars and go to the world of stars,

Although I have never been to the world of stars, I know that it must be a place where I can live happily every day without any worries......

Just like the Enchanted Garden of Presidian, there must be a lot of magical flower beds, endless dragon peaches, and endless sweet milk...... Maybe...... Maybe I'll make a really good friend......

Pasvo, you say, can I climb that mountain and go to the world of stars? ”

A breeze blew, and the branches of the holy willow swayed gently.

Not expecting a willow tree to speak, though a little self-defeating, Sindra nodded to herself as a swaying branch

"If I really grow up, would you like to go with me to the world of stars?"

This time there was no wind, the quiet wicker did not sway, and Sindra was a little disappointed, she felt that she had been rejected.

The little girl folded her hands and knelt on the ground with a pleading expression on her face to make another request.

"Why don't you think about it again? You also know that I only have one friend of yours, and I don't want to take anyone with me, I don't want to take my father, I don't want to take my mother, I don't want to take my brother Evad, I just want to take you away. ”

The willow tree still didn't move, and this time Sindra had to give up her small wish.

She only didn't want to disappoint Pasvo, so she had to choose to change the topic of interest, and luckily, she had accumulated a lot of topics for today's meeting.

"I heard that there is a touring circus in Preciden, and there is a very powerful clown in this circus, and I really want to go and see it, not only to see the circus performances, but also to see the place where the circus was born.

It seems to be called ...... Piltov? It seems to be called this name,

I've heard from adults that it's completely different from our village, full of tall white houses.

In Piltowav you can also see a very big bridge, on the bridge you can see a very wide river, this river every day all kinds of big boats come and go, I want to see it. ”

Naturally, St. Lyupasvo would not respond, but Sindra was not discouraged, but before she could speak again, a fresh breeze blew, and her eyes widened, because she heard a heavenly sound in the wind that she had never heard before.

Not shakuhachi, not willow leaves, not gourds, harps, and drums, but a tone of an instrument that she had never heard before, she didn't know how good this strange song was, but she heard melancholy and longing, and the longing pain that was suppressed in the deepest part of her soul.

In an instant, she was intoxicated by this extraterrestrial note.

[Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green,

The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain,

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered,

A pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream of the cold tonight......]

The melodious notes are getting closer and closer, and the harmonica repertoire of the other world spreads all over the mountain cliffs, rolling up to the clouds in the distance,

On St. Lyopasvo, many small animals and birds poked their heads out and looked in the direction of the comer with the stunned Sindra.

It was a traveler on a white horse, a delicate and elegant young man carrying a small burden, and his white robe was as clear and clean as snow.

The age of the young man is no more than twenty, his facial features are three-dimensional and delicate like a sculpture, his face is like a hyacinth, and there is a bit of nameless melancholy hidden in the gentleness.

With short black hair swaying slightly in the breeze, the young traveler held a strange instrument that he had never seen before, playing melodiously, like an elf coming out of a picture scroll.

Unable to think of the otherworldly word 'fairy fluttering', the little girl could only think of the most simple words to describe the beautiful scenery she saw.

This is a man from the other side of the stars.

After the song was blown, and the edge of the cliff was still as quiet as before, Sindra came back to her senses, and carefully hid behind St. Lyopasvo, showing only a small head, and staring at the boy vigilantly.

The boy apparently noticed the little girl hiding behind the tree, and in the few seconds of eye contact, the boy only smiled softly, like a harmless lamb to humans and animals.

Without speaking, the boy jumped off the horse's back, stroked it a few times, and let the horse walk around without bridle and bridle.

Looking at the untethered free horse, Sindra was a little envious.

A few steps to the side of the cliff, the boy sat down against the willow tree, and under Sindra's nervous gaze, the boy picked up the harmonica again.

This time, the boy chose Castle in the Sky.

Not noticing any hostility, Sindra let her guard down a little, and sat down five meters away from the boy, hugging her knees, and looking with the boy at the clouds beneath the cliff.

At the end of the second piece, the boy put down the harmonica, leaving only his soul clear, and Sindra, who had forgotten all his troubles, still lingered in the last note.

"It's called Castle in the Sky, and it's from a far, far away place, a place I can never reach again."

Stroking the harmonica in his hand, Lyist didn't look at Sindra, but just sighed softly at the blue sky and white clouds.

"There's not much left for me in that place now, a piano, a few tunes, countless nights, that's all."

Not knowing if the musician's words were for herself, Sindra looked at Lyster carefully, looking a little hesitant.

Far, far away, this man from the stars can't return to his hometown?

"For the player, there is nothing more than having an audience member who can understand him, little sister, thank you for being willing to listen to me play this piece in its entirety......"

Unpacking the baggage and rummaging through it, Lyist took out the Bandel fruit candy that had been prepared and smiled at Syndra.

"I don't have anything good to give you, just a few pieces of fruit candy, do you want to eat it?"

Having never experienced such a warm feeling, Sindra was neither willing to disappoint the well-wisher in front of her, nor willing to eat what a stranger had given her, so she picked two pieces in her hand and left one for Lyster.

"You eat this piece."

"Okay."

Without hesitation, he peeled the sugar that Sindra had left behind and put it in his mouth, and Lyist gained Sindra's trust with a simple and effective gesture.

The grape-flavored fruit candy made Syndra's eyes widen, she had never eaten anything so delicious when she was so big.

"You...... Big brother, what's your name? ”

"My name is Lyist, what about you, little sister?"

After a moment's hesitation, Sindra said her name anyway.

"I ...... My name is Sindra...... Brother Lyster, where are you from? ”

Pointing his finger to the west, Lyster whispered.

"Walk to the end of this land, cross the vast ocean, and after dozens of days and moons, I will arrive at the place where I started."

"That's really far, far away, I, I've never been out of the village, I've never seen the sea, is the sea blue? Are there many, many fish in it? ”

"Yes, the sea is endless water, a difficulty that every navigator aspires to conquer, and a small boat, a sail, and a brave soul will always create a miracle by word of mouth in countless failures."

"Then, why did Big Brother Lyster come so far away?"

"To meet someone...... of course"

It seems that they have known each other for a long time, and like the strangest acquaintances, Sindra gradually opens up and identifies with the boy named Lyster.

The little girl gave the topic she had left to St. Lyopaswo, and Lyucher shared her endless story with the little girl, and although it was only a small part, it also gave Sindra an eye-opening shock.

After all, there are no more authentic stories than those who have experienced them.

For Sindra, for the first time in Lyster, she felt like she had made good friends, and this feeling was more real than that of the non-speaking Holy Willow, and every positive feedback from Lyster made her happy for a long time.

She finally understood that the whispers she had made with St. Lyopasvo were self-deception.

Glancing up at the sun, Lyist had to interrupt Sindra's lively conversation.

"Sindra, it's not too early, if you don't go home now, will your parents worry about you?"

Knowing that no one would come home at noon except for her brother, Sindra shook her head directly.

"My mom went to work in the fields, and my dad went up to the mountains to cut wood, and there was no one at home, so it was not interesting to go back."

Nodding, Lyist pulled out two more apples from his baggage.

"Would you like some fruit?"

"Hmm!"

Standing up from the ground, Sindra sat directly next to Lyster this time, next to Lyster's position, also leaning against the willow tree.

Taking the apple, little Sindra, who was completely unsuspecting, took a bite.

"It's so sweet~"

"The apples were picked in Bandel City, which is not in this world, but in a world made up of magical elements, and in that world there are many furry elves, perhaps you have heard their names, and the people on the continent call them yodelers."

Nodding his head in a state of realization, and the sea, adventure, and sail in Lyster's mouth, Sindra was instantly full of interest in Bandel City.

"I've heard of yodelers, and I've heard that they always bring disaster to others."

"It's a disaster in the eyes of adults, but for them, it's just a small adventure.

Yodelers are like children who never grow up, they have no worries, no deceit, they work hard for their little goals every day, happy,

By working hard to pick an apple from a tall tree, they will be happy for a long time......

Sindra, only children who don't grow up are the happiest in this world, and when children realize that they have grown up one day, they often lose the most important thing......

Every time you grow, you pay a terrible price. ”

Listening to Lyster's words, Sindra suddenly dispelled her previous desire to grow up.

Plucking up the courage to look at Lyster, Sindra whispered.

"Lyest, I, are we friends?"

"Of course it is, we can sit under the tree together and chat, look into the distance together, share happiness together, this is a friend, if a friend shares his distress every day and makes you feel unhappy, it must not be a qualified friend,

Keeping your best for others is what friends really mean. ”

Turning his head to look at St. Lyopasvo, Sindra apologized secretly.

After pouring so much bitter water for Pasvo, she is really an unqualified friend.

No wonder Pasvo has been reluctant to pay attention to her.

Glancing at the horses that had wandered back nearby and had not run away by themselves, Sindra thought of the identity of the traveler in Lyster, and suddenly had a sense of gain and loss.

She also wanted to hear more stories, to listen to more tunes, and to eat more good food.

She didn't want to come to St.

"Lyist, will you get out of here?"

Naturally, he couldn't fail to see Sindra's expectation, and Lyster said softly.

"Yes, this is the place where I live on my journey, maybe tomorrow, maybe someday in the future, when there is nothing worth remembering in this place, I will go on another journey and go somewhere else."

"That'...... Can you take me away? ”

Lyster was stunned directly,

It's less than a day to go with yourself,

Is little Sindra so lacking in love?