Europe.

The sun rises in the east, and the red light clouds the sky.

The sea breeze blows, and the waves crash against the tall and thick cliffs, stirring up layers of salty mist.

Zhang He, a young man wearing a pair of sunglasses, stood firmly on the cliff, with his arms folded on his chest, like a cold statue.

At the bottom of the cliff is a well-known coastal tourist town in Europe, where you can see colorful flowers on the roofs of every house in the town.

Whenever the wind blows, it will carry the rich floral fragrance to distant places.

Pulling down his sunglasses, Zhang He looked at the blonde girl on the edge of the sea cliff in the distance.

The girl Christine didn't notice Zhang He, she looked into the distance, her long curly hair over her hips danced with the sea breeze, like a flame, exuding a divine luster under the light of the red sun.

The long dress she wore was very ordinary, but she wore it with a unique beauty.

The sky behind Christine was still pitch black, and she seemed to be praying for the world standing on the sea cliff. As long as the darkness can fade, she is willing to give her body and soul to the demon god who rules the night.

"Christine, the Kraken has been haunting a lot lately, so don't come here to watch the sunrise again. Zhang He rode a breeze and landed in front of the girl. It was a pleasure for him to look into the eyes of the girl in front of him and call out her name.

"No, with my big brother here, I feel safe. Christine put one hand on the heavy and full C-shaped arc, her golden eyes flowed, and she took a step forward to get closer to Zhang He.

She clearly remembered that the man in front of her was riding the red thunder and falling from the sky, raising his hand and turning his hand, and the huge general-level kraken was annihilated among the python-like razers! With one sword, the entire street of houses and demons was cut off!

Zhang He looked at the adoring little Christine, and his vanity was greatly satisfied. He liked Christine very much, so he decided to bring back Christine Jr., who had lost her parents since childhood.

He is not coveting the beautiful body of a foreign girl!, but to prevent her from continuing to be bullied by her jealous aunt and grandmother wolf here!

"Big brother, I want to learn magic from you, is it okay? Christine wants to be as strong as you!Able to protect herself!" Christine clasped her hands together on her chin, her golden eyes flashed, as if Zhang He would shed tears if she didn't agree.

Zhang He frowned slightly, and then smiled, "Of course, this is good, I am willing to teach you magic." Zhang He's English is not good, but it does not affect the communication with little Christine.

"Big brother, thank you. Little Christine looked at Zhang He, biting her lips tightly, she couldn't suppress her emotions at all, and her tears fell like a curtain of broken beads and gathered on her chin.

"Don't cry, I'll take you to breakfast. Zhang He took the girl's soft little hand and walked side by side with her towards the smoke-filled town.

The warm and bright sun shone on their shoulders and on their path. The road is wide, there are only two of them, but they are not alone at all.

"Christine, what are your dreams. "Young people love to ask people this question.

"Christine wants to be a painter the most, and she wants to paint all the people and flowers and birds that she paints can move. The girl looked at the sparkling sea, her eyes unusually calm. It was her original dream to be a painter who traveled the world.

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At the end of the busiest street in the town of Matilla is a magnificent church, in front of which there is a fountain square with white doves flying, and there are bards, tourists who stand by the flower beds to take pictures, and lonely old people who sit on benches and bask in the sun.

Christine held the grains and wanted to feed the white pigeon, but as soon as she got close to the white pigeon, she would flee in panic, and even the lazy flower cat in the old man's arms was frightened by her.

After confirming that she was not welcome with any of the white doves, Christine looked up at the white doves on the top of the church, with her palms facing up.

Because of Christine's beauty, the bard raised his voice and sang poems in praise of angels, eager to attract Christine's attention and have a romantic love with her as the heroine.

The palm of her hand overturned, and the grains spilled all over the ground, Christine returned to Zhang He, sat on the bench and watched the white doves fly down, pecking at the grains she threw in groups on the ground.

"Big brother, is there any magic that can make one person fall in love with another? even if one party knows that he fell in love with the other because he was under magic, he is still willing, no matter how beautiful or ugly or poor. ”

Christine's Question From ancient times to the present, countless infatuated men and women have asked God Buddha.

Zhang He was silent for a moment, he looked at Christine's golden eyes very seriously, "Yes, but little Christine, you definitely won't need it." ”

"Little Christine, you have left a deep imprint on me that will not wear down with the passage of time, in my heart. Zhang He raised his hand to his chest and said affectionately, looking at little Christine's eyes very religious, it seems that little Christine is the spiritual pillar of his faith.

"Even if you and I say goodbye and see each other again, decades later, I will still remember your youthful face and voice, and every time I recall the time we spent together, you will be beautiful in my heart, and time cannot take you away from my heart. ”

"I will come back to this square one day, find a chair and sit down, and reminisce about today, or the first time we met, or the scene when we walked side by side under the red sun just now. ”

"Even if you appear in front of me with gray hair, in my eyes, you are still the kind girl you were at the beginning. ”

"I hope you haven't forgotten me by then. ”

Christine looked at the man who was close at hand, and her heart rippled in circles. Maybe you don't need any love magic at all.

"If I go back to China, you can come with me, it's no good for you to stay here, all the women in this town hate you, and want to strip you naked and parade through the streets. Zhang He said.

"If I don't say yes, big brother, will you cast a spell on me to make me fall in love with you?"

"No, as long as you call my name from the bottom of your heart, I'll come to you, or better yet, you think. ”

"Well, then Christine won't go with her big brother, Christine wants to stay with her aunt and honor her aunt and grandmother. Christine rejected Zhang He, cleanly.

"Aren't you learning magic from me?" Zhang He felt a little irritated.

"Didn't the big brother say that he could communicate with Christine even if he was thousands of miles away?" Christine's smile was very simple, and her golden eyes were clear and bright, like melting snow from a snow-capped mountain, without the slightest impurity, but Zhang He felt a sense of temptation.

"It's cold, Christine will give her big brother a scarf, originally Christine wanted to give it to herself on Christmas Day, but in order to repay the kindness of the big brother, let's give it to the big brother. Christine took off the good-smelling light blue plaid scarf around her neck and flexibly wrapped it around Zhang He's neck. This scarf was woven by her own hands, and there was a cute white dove at the end of the scarf.

Zhang He smelled a faint aroma, and he knew that it was little Christine's body fragrance.

"Little Christine has nothing else, the only thing I can give to my big brother is this scarf. ”

"I love it, I'll keep it, it's the most precious gift I've ever received in Europe. Zhang He lowered his head and kissed lightly on the scarf. In this position, little Christine had kissed on the sea cliff just now, kissed deeply, she closed her eyes, folded her hands and looked serene and religious, but the God she believed in did not bring her happiness.

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In the afternoon, little Christine took Zhang He to visit the three most famous flowery streets in Matila Town.

Walking on the street with flower petals flying, Zhang He still felt that there was no kind of flower fragrance in Matila Town, which could compare to the smell of little Christine on his scarf.