Luca lay on her back on the bed, her eyes fixed on the roof, not saying a word. Cole was busy cooking outside the house, everything seemed normal, and a sweet smell wafted in from outside, and Luca frowned and looked out the window uneasily.

It's all so normal, so normal that it's so abnormal. Luca pondered the traces of her memory, but couldn't find a flaw. In the past few days, Luca's memories are comatose except for waking up to eat, and although the wound heals at a visible rate, it is a strange feeling that haunts Luca's heart.

"Come to dinner." Cole brought the soup to the table, "I'll drink it later, there's still a fish that hasn't been grilled." ”

"What's the soup again—" Luca scratched her head, "it's all vegetable soup." ”

Cole tugged at Luca's ear and pulled him up, "It's nice to have something to eat, do you want to have a big meal?" ”

"Hey, I'll just say that—" Luca took a big sip as she picked up the soup bowl.

"Wait a minute, there's still fish to eat!" Cole snatched the bowl and ran out of the door, "You wait a minute, it's almost ready." ”

Luca watched Cole walk out the door, hurriedly leaned her face to the soup pot, and put her fingers in the pot to stir it, but found nothing wrong.

"It shouldn't be—" Luca sucked her fingers, the exact same aroma for the past few days that made him feel that something wasn't quite right, "it tastes the same every time—"

"Let's eat grilled fish." Cole ran into the house with two fish strung with branches, "Eat quickly, this fish is so fragrant today." ”

"Where did you get all this?" Luca took the grilled fish, but didn't eat it.

"I caught it in the lake next to me, what's wrong?"

"—nothing." "When are we going to leave on the same road you talked about last time?"

"At least wait until you're healed." Cole watched as Luca ate a grilled fish, and then stuffed it in his hand to Lucca, "Eat another one." ”

"Are you feeding the pigs—" Lucca took the grilled fish and stuffed it into her mouth.

"That's right."

"You-"

"Okay, go lie down after eating, and I'll give you medicine."

"—I don't want to."

Cole couldn't help but pull Luca to sit on the bed, "Lie down, hurry up." ”

"Don't-"

"Don't want anything? Don't bother. ”

Cole pressed Luka to the bed and began to unbutton Luka's shirt.

"I can do it myself—" Luca tilted her head to the side, a chill coming from her chest, and Cole gently poured the potion over Luca's wound, then gently applied it with his fingers.

"It's itchy—it's cool—" Luca grumbled, but her eyes were closed and she didn't move, "Why did Lao Tzu fall to this—"

"Don't move." Cole licked his lips and his gaze wandered over Luca's body, "It's so white." ”

"Huh? What? Luca opened her eyes, only to see Cole leaning closer to look at her body, "What are you looking at??" ”

"White, tender—"

"Fuck off!" Luca pushed Cole away and sat up with his clothes pulled, but then it was dark, and the sound of the piano sounded in his ears—

"Hmm-" Luca rubbed his eyes, trying to dispel the darkness, but his aching eyes couldn't be opened, and the quilt covering him was like a stone slab pressing down on his body, and only the staccato sound of the piano in his ears made him feel alive.

"Is it Franca's piano? Luca moved her lips, but she couldn't make a sound, but the tiredness dissipated, and her eyes didn't swell anymore, Luca tried to move her body, lifted the quilt, and opened her eyes hard, and her vision gradually changed from blurry to clear, but it was still constant soreness that made him blink.

Luca looked out the window, still the same skinny figure in an oversized coat, holding a harp in her arms, playing staccato music in a rusty way.

"When did you get such a thing?" Luca said as she leaned against the window with her chin in her hands.

Cole stood up with the harp in his arms in a panic, and the coat he was draping on his body fell to the ground, and Luca saw the old and new wounds on Cole's body.

"You-" Luca blushed a little and lowered her head, "you've been having a hard time lately. ”

"Huh?" Cole glanced at the harp in his arms, leaned down and picked up his clothes, "I like it, so I'm playing, can't I?" ”

"Whatever you want." Still with her head down, Luca turned to lean against the wall, hiding out of Cole's sight, and began to talk to herself again.

"It's weird, it's normal to be suspicious."

"Why be suspicious? Someone saved your life, and you still have to wonder what strange thing he is doing? Doesn't conscience hurt? ”

"But—falling asleep at almost the same time every day, and then waking up at the same time, what the hell happened during that time—"

Luca scratched her ears and turned to poke her head out again, "What's going on tonight?" ”

"There's no food for you, so be hungry." Cole walked into the house with the freshly cooked vegetable soup, patted the table, and smiled, "Please me, or you're going to starve." ”

"Huh? Are you sure? Luca stretched and leaned over to Cole, one foot on the chair, and looked at Cole, "Let me see who's pleasing whom?" ”

Cole took two steps back and pushed the bowl in front of Luca, "Healed, huh?" It doesn't hurt, does it? Eat your meal and go. ”

"I just heard a voice on the other side of the house, you go and see if someone is coming." Luca took a bowl of soup and pointed to the door.

"Is there such a thing? It's broken - I've been playing the piano and haven't noticed anything else nearby. Cole hurriedly pushed the door open and went out to check. Confirming that Cole had gone around to the other side of the house, Luca walked to the window and poured the soup out.

"Now, it's not that I'm going to doubt you, I'm just trying to make sure-" Luca sat down at the table with a bowl in her hand, rubbing her fingers in some soup on the corners of her mouth.

"Doesn't seem to have anything strange around—" Cole scratched his head and walked through the door, sitting down in front of Luca, "Don't worry, eat slowly, and no one will rob you."

"Ah, I'm full." Luca touched her stomach and leaned on the table, tilting her head to look at Cole, "How can I sleep so much lately." ”

"It's not good to be able to sleep, it means that your body is recovering." Cole reached out to wipe the soup from the corner of Luca's mouth, and took the opportunity to pinch Luca's face again, "Hey, it's soft." ”

"Hey-" Luca blinked and yawned, "-you-your hands!" ”

"Sleepy? Go to bed, right? ”

"Whew-"

"Hey—are you asleep?"