The Sui touched their stomachs, and some missed the fruit in Artdust's hand that would not go hungry, which was simply a necessary lifesaver for home travel. Ever since she came out of the angelic realm, she has become as hungry as ordinary people, and sometimes she thinks that the fruit has failed, but unfortunately there is nothing in her sleeve now except the knife.

Orlando took off his veil, shook out a lot of sand, looked at the unkempt appearance of the Sui and suddenly said, "Why do you have to go and change the boundary, if you are willing to stay in the forest, I can make you glorious forever." ”

The Sui broke a small piece of bread and ate it, and almost choked themselves when they tried to reply, and the cough caused the caravan to laugh. They drank liquor around the fire, and the cake could be roasted and eaten on the fire, and she pinched the cake to try to make it softer. After a moment of silence, he said, "I had a rough time from the beginning and needed some bumps. ”

After that, she rubbed her head and squeezed her eyebrows and laughed: "Maybe you go to change the realm, and you will be the elf king when you come out!" But now the elf king has a trace of royal blood and can't sit in a stable position, so you better forget it." It's okay to think more about what you want, give it to you, don't eat and don't think. ”

Orlando was stuffed with a hard flatbread in his hand, dark brown, which looked particularly hard with his eyes, and the girl in front of him was barely swallowing herself, thumping her chest from time to time as if she was stuck.

In the dim and unclear light of the fire, half of Orlando's face was plunged into darkness, and he finally bit his lip and said vaguely, "Is it what I want, or what he wants?"

The Sui finally finished struggling with the palm-sized bread, drank the water carefully, put the rest in the Orlando package and said: "Where is there so much you want or not, don't think about it if you can't think of it, how can you think of it after hundreds of years of home? ”

She pushed a height of sand out of her place as a pillow, fell down to look at the sky, and sighed, "The desert sky is so beautiful, exactly like the one in my house." ”

Orlando said angrily, "Solomon is in the desert, of course he is the same, he will not eat it! It is unpalatable to death! If he gives this kind of thing again tomorrow, I will make his camels sick!"

"Childlike again?" the Sui pulled him down, motioning for him to lie down as he did. Finger outstretched, "My home, far away, if the universe applies here, my home is about one of these stars." ”

Orlando followed the Sui in the direction and said, "Then my home is next to you, this star." ”

"Nonsense, that's the Milky Way, and you're not an alien. ”

"Didn't you say that your house is over there, I'm right next to you, and I can play with you if I have nothing to do. ”

The Sui withdrew their hands in a lonely manner, and the Milky Way hung silently from the canopy, some of the stars were so close to each other as if they were overlapping, but they didn't know how many light years were between them.

Orlando watched the caravan move away from the fire, and his face froze, and a string slowly appeared on his fingertips, silvery-white, as if drawn from the moonlight.

He looked at the Sui who had fallen asleep at some point, put the blanket over her, withdrew his hand, and curled up and fell asleep as she did.

The world suddenly became quiet, and even the crackling sound in the fire grew farther and farther away, and finally returned to nothingness. Countless stars in the black night sky are connected to each other, flowing out of a silvery white galaxy. And under the galaxy, there are two people who are sleeping quietly, their foreheads against their foreheads, holding hands, like stars.