"Hey, don't go, tell me where my sister is!" I shouted, my hand scratching in the air!

Where is there still a trace of the winged villain!

I glanced sideways at the guy who had done something bad at that moment, and crawled out from under the table in a fit of rage.

"It's natural when it's time to show up. You might be able to hide yourself. Luo Ying said lightly, looking like she had nothing to do with herself, and saying one more word was a great gift.

This cold, disgusting man!

I rushed up to him, without thinking about it, but reached out and grabbed him by the collar, brought him up in front of me, and shouted angrily: "Why didn't you disappear? I almost knew where my sister was! Why didn't you show up at that time? What are you yelling about!"

(I forgot I was yelling.) ）

His face met mine, his face was as white as the silence of snow under the moonlight, empty, empty, except for two beautifully shaped deep pools, shrouded in a pale blue cold mist, which I could not see clearly.

I couldn't help but blow into the pool. The fog cleared in an instant. I stood on the edge of the deep pool, my knees weakened, and I watched myself fall straight towards it.

I subconsciously straightened my arms, resisting the gravitational pull that was dragging me down.

He reached out and gently brushed me away. Like picking up a fallen leaf in the middle of a lake. Stop the ripples on the surface of the lake. Nonchalant but unquestionable.

He seemed offended.

"You have been in it for a long time, and you don't know if you die in it. You and I are the only ones left in this carriage, and I don't want to explain to my fellow servants. He stared at the fruit in front of him and said, not even looking at me.

I replied to him, "My sister, she didn't leave this carriage at all!"

He spread his hands and didn't bother to talk to me again. Continue to stare at the bowl of fruit in front of you.

I went back to the table, but there was still a half-shadow of the winged villain. In the darkness, sweat welled up in his luxuriant hair, and he could hear his brother's continuous call: "Meiyi, Meiyi! Where are you!"

I crawled out, my brother and Jicheng had already returned, and I knew that I had found nothing by looking at my expressions.

Madame's hand was tightly clasped in my arm, and she said to me in her peculiar little girlish voice, "Please bring back the sea of paintings." It was as if she were a little girl waiting for a gift, which was the only desire in her life. That gift is the painting of the sea. But now, the gift, lost.

I had a sense of guilt that I had to live up to the expectations and then had to live up.

The elder brother glanced at the time on his wrist, took out a dark green leather notebook, and began to record. I tried to talk to him several times, but he stopped me with his eyes.

Yoshiro stood bored, his eyes wandering in the carriage and out of the window, but he didn't make contact with me. A preoccupied look.

Luo Ying no longer paid attention to the bowl of fruit at this time, and the whole person sank into the chair, half-squinting, and resting. The way he looked reminded me of a picture of some animal in a picture book that my brother once showed me. Lazy. However, ferocious.

The four of them were speechless for a while.

"Okay, you guys come and check it out, and if there are no objections, sign your name. After signing the contract, go back to your room to rest. My brother said.

"What!" I fuzzed: "Don't look for my sister anymore?!"

"Find. I'll look for it. You sign and rest. "My brother is gentle-mouthed, but the rules cannot be crossed.

"I just found a couple of winged figurines under the table...... That is, it's the kind of little man with wings...... They said that my sister was not lost and did not leave...... "I hurriedly gestured and shouted.

"Alright," my brother interrupted, "sign, rest." I said I'm coming, you have to believe me. ”

I stammered. Luoying nested in her chair and didn't move. Yoseki glanced at me, leaned over to read the contents of the notebook, and asked me eagerly and softly, "Really, the winged man, what do they look like?"

Luoying, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, snapped his fingers, and hooked his index finger, and his brother's dark green record book slowly rose and glided in front of him.

My brother stretched out his hand and put two fingers in it, and took his notebook back, without saying a word, but with a very beautiful posture!

Luo Ying didn't care, got up leisurely, walked to his brother's side, and took the record book to read. His fingers held the pages of the book, each white and slender, lined with dark green book cover, like the snow-white branches exposed in the ocean of seaweed, beautiful and weird, which made people frightened but couldn't help but look back frequently.

He signed his name and walked away.

Jicheng leaned closer, lowered his head and read carefully, without smiling, but a pear vortex loomed at the corner of his mouth. He took the pen and was about to sign it, when he suddenly looked up and asked me, "Meiyi, come here, do you want me to read it to you?"

"Don't!" I said angrily, still angry at my brother's decision.

"Why do you want to read it to me?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Because you can't read. Jicheng said. There was a sudden embarrassed look on his face, as if he was the one who didn't know how to read.

"Jicheng-kun, you just need to review the records, if there is no objection to the signature. My brother tapped on the countertop.

Jicheng was really embarrassed now, stuck out his tongue at me, and hurriedly lowered his head to sign. The ears are red. The edges are surrounded by fine fluff, and they are too shy to stand upright.

Seeing that he signed his name, I pulled the record book over and looked at it, from the moment I entered the carriage to just now, my brother recorded it very completely and meticulously, the writing was gentle, and there were no ups and downs. But when I saw this sentence "When the tableware transformed into a giant python changed back to its original state, I found that one of the candidates for the new monarch and the only girl among the candidates for the new monarch - Huahai, was missing." The first person to discover that the sea of paintings was missing. The cold words made me feel a deep fear, and I was afraid that I would never see the sea of paintings.

"Done?" asked my brother.

"I'm done. I said.

"Signed. My brother said.

"Where?" I asked.

The elder brother pointed to the blank space. I looked down at the blank space, unable to put down my pen for a long time.

After this text, on top of the blank space, are the signatures of Luoying and Jicheng. One is rigid and unruly, and the other is delicate and restrained. A storm crashes on the shore, and a branch is full of branches.

I can't put pen to paper, because I can't write. (My brother's hard work is still in vain.) ）

With a horizontal heart, I scribbled a girl in the blank space. That girl is me. The eyebrows and eyes are not clear, and the blood basin is large.

My brother waved us to leave, and I hurriedly said, "Brother, I believe you! You also believe me! There are winged villains under the dining table, they know where my sister is, and they must find my sister out in this carriage!"

Jijo accompanied me and walked towards the rest car, when suddenly a person flashed in. It is the Luoying who went and returned.

Without saying a word, he went straight to the dining table and took a piece of fruit from the glass bowl. After a pause, as if remembering something, he picked up another fruit and threw it at us, muttering to himself: "It's not good to eat, it's always good to have fruit." As he spoke, another fruit was thrown, and Jisei and I hurriedly caught it. I'm an apple, he's a pear.

"Yoseki will take you to the rest car. He knew where. My brother sat down in a chair, looked at us and said, "Meiyi, don't worry." At last, he looked at me again and added.

I held the apple in my hand and nodded heavily.

Sometimes, you have to choose to trust someone in order to have the courage to continue.

The carriage has no seats, and on one side is a long hallway, and on the other side are several separate rooms with closed doors, each with a name tag on the door. Yoshijo accompanied me to search for the past in turn. The first room was my brother's, and then it was the painting sea, and I stood outside the painting sea door, with my ears glued to it, and listened to the movement inside the door.

There was a dead silence. I didn't give up, I knocked on the door again, whispering "Sister, sister", but no one answered.

Jijo tugged at me, and we continued to walk forward. Next door to my sister is Jicheng's room, he glanced at the door number, he didn't mean to go in, and pulled me to continue looking for my room.

In the room next to Jijo, the door was ajar, and the name plate on the door was hidden, and I was about to get closer to take a closer look, when suddenly a voice came from the crack in the door—to be exact, the voice of someone "talking"!

I glanced back at Yoseki beside me, and he was reaching out to cover his mouth, leaving only a pair of bright brown eyes on his face. I stared into his eyes, my eyelashes quivering slightly, as if to sweep your fragile little heart into his eyes—oh, I'm distracted!

I shook my head, took a breath, and pushed the door in!