e-booksonline Chapter 738 The Unknown Night Episode
Chapter 738 The Unknown Night Episode
Chapter 738 The Unknown Night Episode
The room was quiet, and the wind chimes rang softly beside the young man who was hung up again.
In the night, the light of the distant city came in slightly from the direction of the balcony door, illuminating the girl in a black and white Gothic dress, black stockings and long sleeves covering her slender hands and feet.
Illuminate her figure that slowly disappears like a projection.
Consciousness returned to the body, opened his eyes and saw the garden, the sea of flowers in the distance was sleeping and swaying outside the open-air balcony open to the world, swaying shallow waves.
Ling looked at the female figure in a dark blue dress standing there in front of her. She looked at herself with a gentle smile:
"It seems that you have already asked clearly, then I will do it again."
Shui Linlang looked at the slender figure in the exact same position as the young man in front of her, smiled softly and didn't say anything unexpectedly:
"Welcome to Huaxia."
Leaving the manor and flying over the lonely and cold night sky of the capital, the lights below are like an ocean. Ling has seen many such prosperity, but she never landed.
Only this time, she really saw the second-floor hut.
The figure descended from the night sky, as if in a fairy tale the fairy quietly came to the dream of the human home, the heel of the leather short boots was silent on the floor.
Looking at Fang Ran, who was dazedly hung up and had been swept away by his own thoughts, he had already fallen asleep while swaying slightly.
Ling stood there and watched him for a long time.
Then the small hands stretched out from the long sleeves and covered their hot and blushing cheeks.
Those big pale golden eyes were cold and melted with a misty and moist look, full of panic like a deer.
I. The way I looked just now, isn't it weird?
Didn't he find anything?
Am I being too aggressive.
Returning from the floating island in the sky on the Mediterranean Sea, back to Huaxia, a country she never thought to settle here, on the way back, she finally had time to recollect the extra memory in her mind.
It feels like a dream, with the care of a little girl gently peeling candy, connecting those pictures that suddenly appeared on the ice sea, the memories that did not happen in time but are very real,
Dreamy, beautiful, warm and sweet.
It was also the same feeling, so Ling didn't know how to face Fang Ran and could only use a false projection to ease the panic of facing him directly
And the instinct to throw himself into his arms.
Looking at the young man who had fallen asleep slightly shaking, and after watching for a long time, she slowly regained her composure.
After confirming the blockade of the room again, and no one would find out, Lingcai gently lifted his body with thought force, the mechanical cable disappeared without a sound, and put him on the bed,
Then the rolled cup quietly loosened, and was quickly torn apart by the young man who had turned over.
Ling looked at his sleeping face, her pale golden eyes unconsciously fascinated.
She didn't tell anyone about the past when she was struggling to survive in that village, in the winter when her wrist was broken and she couldn't find food, in the time when even warm tears became extravagant in the collapsed ruins,
No parents, no home, she stayed there with nothing, not knowing if she would wake up tomorrow.
cold, dark hours,
This is Ling's memory.
But now there is a warm light.
No heavy toil, pastures to enjoy the sun and naps, magical forests where you can find sweet and incredible fruits, clear and transparent rivers with the aroma of grilled fish,
In that village in the early twentieth century, everything changed after that young man.
The picture of him coldly grabbing the officer's hair and smashing it against the wooden table,
What Ling felt was a dreamlike warmth. There was also a strong peace of mind that firmly protected her.
Biting his lips lightly, he gripped his long sleeves tightly with both hands, and the emotion he had been holding back finally surged in his eyes, making the already wet mist even more damp.
and not only that
Beautiful clothes, steam trains, the bustling city of Milan 100 years ago, the manor life surrounded by maids
He took himself away from that remote and narrow village and saw a wider world.
Let this pair of cowhide booties made from my comforting memory, with the price of 50 lire silver coins, let the homeless girl who used to live in the ruins become the focus of everyone at the kingdom's ball,
Let the icy rain in Milan,
It became a warm embrace that she could rely on.
He is her dependant.
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'If you help me, I will help you too'-
In the overlapping memories, the young man who he thought was unreliable softly agreed,
For this, he paid his heart and even rushed to the North Pole.
The smirk he just smiled at himself and the hustle and bustle of the light and shadow he faced on the ice sea definitely overlapped,
Standing beside the bed, the figure of the girl wearing a Gothic skirt with a slender hem suddenly dissipated like a foam, revealing a little girl who was barefooted on the carpet, wearing only a white dress and not yet grown up.
It's like traveling through time from the memory of 100 years ago.
Ling can now confirm that this guy usually pretends to be stupid and cowardly. He must have pretended to be weak when he saw him just now.
Ling knew it was because he didn't know how to face himself.
It was only after she gently climbed into the bed, her petite body got into the youth's quilt, and finally felt the embrace of the youth in her memory again.
On the light blue interface, a piece of data was slowly restored, like licking his favorite candy, watching the young self in a sarong by the stream, sleeping peacefully on the seat of the steam train, Streets of Milan holding small umbrellas for sightseeing, laughing in the field of farmland, in the
Turning over the photos, watching the time frame of the carriage posted in front of the youth and raising the scissors, that carefree and happy journey with the carriage seemed to continue in a dream.
Let the warmth finally flow from her eyes, the girl shrunk into the young man's arms and grabbed his chest, her tender voice mixed with choked tears that she wanted to cry in a low voice, making people wonder whether it was complaining or joy.
"You liar, fool, you said it all. Let you hold me"
Finally rushing cough cough, finally finished writing, ah?What, the Tanabata special chapter?No, no, it has nothing to do with the Qixi Festival. It just happened to be written here. It is definitely not a paragraph that I wrote hard on purpose. I also wrote a separate chapter. I also read novels by myself, and single dogs who have no open source to send dog food, poof. There is absolutely no such thing (I am absolutely not injured, absolutely. No _(`"∠)_)
(End of this chapter)