No matter which era, for my safety, Ling chose to face it alone.
But no matter what era, I made the mistake of not telling the whole truth at the beginning.
Thinking about not wanting Her Lady Queen to worry about the reasons why she was ashamed to speak, such as the decision and choice she made, she should bear the consequences by herself, and she didn't mention the heart, infinite magic power, and the figure in the black cloth cloak,
But it made her more worried.
Fangran, you are such an idiot,
Obviously, this kind of cliché plot that hides and hides and finally leads to disagreements between partners, hasn't you seen it many times in the movie comics when you were young...
If she had explained everything to Her Lady Queen earlier, would Ling have taken herself to the ice sea...
On the icebreaker sailing in the North Pole that night, Fangran looked at the North Pole in front of him and kept thinking about this question, but he still didn't know the answer.
However, he is very clear about one thing,
If I had made it clear to the girl in front of me earlier, such a thing would never have happened last night.
So, at the beginning of the twentieth century,
In the vast fields of the Po River Plain in Italy, holding the reins and driving a horse-drawn carriage on a winding path, looking at the golden waves of wheat fields on both sides, the young man scratched his head and smiled at the girl in his arms looking up at him, as if Answers as simple as saying 'It's a good day today':
"I'm actually from a hundred years later."
Upon hearing his answer, the girl in his arms blinked her big eyes, and expressed surprise in a small voice unexpectedly:
"So Fangran, you come from a hundred years later."
(￣ω￣;) Hmm... .
Let's not mention that I said it so simply, why did you believe it so simply, Your Lady Queen... .
"Uh, Ling, aren't you shocked.... Isn't there that kind of 'boom' in your head, it feels unbelievable and you can't believe it!?"
With sweat on his face, Fangran looked down at her with a little shame and asked in embarrassment, his hand holding the rein was gesticulating for Ling, trying to highlight a strong Graman,
The girl in her arms didn't know what to say, her light golden pupils shone brightly, she pursed her lips and tried hard to keep up with his gestures and explained:
"Because... Fangran, you are so powerful, you can fly, you can shoot beams, and such a big monster is no match for you, so... it doesn't feel so surprising."
Fangran: "..."
I always feel that you are talking about Di Jia instead of me...
However, I can roughly understand that for a ten-year-old girl who can fly, shoot out beams, and kill a monster more than 50 meters away, it is beyond common sense and extremely incredible, so it seems that it is not so unacceptable to come from a hundred years later. a simple truth,
It's just that Fangran sighed a little speechlessly for the way of understanding himself as Ultraman:
"Okay, so be it..."
"So Fangran, are you really from a hundred years later? You didn't lie to me?"
Ling who was sitting in front of him turned around and looked up at him with bright eyes.
Maybe it was the rainy night last night, the embrace of the young man who came to find her through the heavy rain, and the warmth of helping her dry her tears. Compared to before, although she was well-behaved and obedient in front of Fangran, she always felt a little quiet and not talkative. ,
Now Ling seems to really regard Fangran as someone she can trust. As she gets closer, there will be a girl's look that finally matches her age shining in her eyes.
If it were a few days ago, Ling would definitely not ask Fangran to find her parents, nor would she sit in his arms and talk so closely.
"Of course, when have I lied to Ling you?"
He completely forgot what "Chinese language" he and Ling talked about when he was teaching Italian, Fangran patted his chest and assured, and then...
"Then Fangran, are you already a grandfather?"
"Pfft! Cough cough cough"
Just a second of complacent, the girl's innocent words knocked her back to her original form.
Fangran, who was choked by this sentence, coughed a few times, and then looked stunned and stunned unexpectedly.
"No, Ling, did you misunderstand something..."
After coughing in embarrassment, Fangran thought of a simpler explanation and explained to Ling:
"What, I am the person who lives in a hundred years, not the person who is a hundred years later and returns to the current self."
"Is that so..."
Ling opened her mouth slightly, and finally looked at him in disbelief. Fangran smiled at her, and then looked at the endless wheat field in front of her, not knowing where the road went.
"In my time, a chance accident awakened me from being an ordinary person to becoming a participant...well, just like me and those people with various superpowers last night, and then..."
"At that time, it was probably the most bewildered and overwhelmed time in my life."
Thinking of looking at the animal head in the rented house that night and the dazed self in the system, Fangran lowered his eyes and smiled with nostalgia.
"To be honest, I was really scared at the time. I didn't know what to do at all. All I could think about was hiding."
"Fangran, you are so powerful that you will be frightened?"
As if sitting in his arms and listening to a bedtime story, Ling looked at him and asked curiously. Being regarded as a very powerful person by 'Mr Queen' made Fangran scratch her head in embarrassment and smiled:
"I wasn't that good at that time, but Ling you were very good at that time..."
He took a long breath, then looked at the cute girl who blinked her eyes and said with a smile:
"It was Ling who helped me through my most bewildered period, and then I finally met all kinds of people who changed my life."
When Fangran said these words, the smile on the corner of Fangran's mouth was quiet and satisfied.
"Me? A hundred years later? Fangran, you know me in a hundred years!?"
As for the delicate girl in a gothic dress in her arms, she was stunned in disbelief when she heard what he said, but soon she shook her head vigorously and discovered something new and strange.
"A hundred years from now I'm still alive?"
In this era, young girls are aware of it, and people generally live to be more than fifty years old, and they are already very powerful.
A hundred years... She didn't even dare to think about it.
"Yeah, you were also a participant at that time, Ling, and participants can live for a long time."
The top of the front seat of the carriage naturally explained, holding the reins with one hand, and wrapping around the girl's soft waist with the other to prevent her from falling. Ling's slender and petite body sat in front of him, leaning against her arms to keep her warm like a cat. Yes, there is a feeling of wanting to hug and rub hard.
Ling cutely blinked her stunned eyes, she didn't expect that she would live to be a hundred years later, when she came back to her senses, she grabbed Fangran's clothes and asked eagerly:
"I will also be a participant, someone as powerful as Fangran you?"
Fangran scratched his head, recalling Ling's indifferent and calm look of knowing everything, and the legends on Yewang that he heard from time to time, scratched his cheeks and explained with a big smile:
"Hahaha... To be precise, Ling, you are much better than me. After all, compared with a guy like me who took a shortcut, you are really an ancient participant who has gone through a century, the most powerful group of people. "
"real?"
Ling pursed her lips and widened her eyes and said in disbelief. She always felt that what Fangran said was like telling a story to herself.
"real."
"What will I look like a hundred years from now?"
"Uh... this one"
Hearing the strong curiosity but also a little fear in the girl's eyes, she leaned in front of him and asked, Fangran sweated a little and struggled.
What should I do, should I tell the truth here... .
And looking at Fangran who was stunned and didn't seem to intend to answer her honestly when she asked this question, Ling looked at his big eyes and blinked a few times, then suddenly yelled at him clearly:
"Oni sauce."
"Puff! Cough! Cough cough"
Then Fangran came back to his senses in an instant, looking at the girl who suddenly 'attacked' him in her arms, the old man stammered and panicked with a blushing face:
"Ling... Lingling, why are you saying this all of a sudden!?"
Seeing him like this as expected, Ling's voice sounded pure and innocent.
"Because I always feel that every time I call Fangran you like that, you look very happy."
Fangran (;?д?) felt guilty... ..
"If this doesn't work, then..."
Seeing that Fangran still didn't speak, Ling lowered her head and recalled the other "Huaxia languages" that Fangran taught her, then raised her head and blinked her golden eyes at him at the moment of remembering. , crisp opening:
"Master!"
poof (nosebleed)... .
(*////口////) No, if this goes on, I... might die...
"Okay, okay, stop! I say that's it, I say it's okay, but in exchange, Ling, you have to tell your real name, how about it?"
It was a little too much for Ling, who had a strong aura in my impression, to act cute and coquettish to herself with this smaller appearance. The old man Fangran gave up in a second and made a 'concession'.
Then the girl in her arms sat down honestly. If possible, everyone should be quite curious about what they will look like in the future, and Ling is no exception. She nodded obediently and said her name.
"Carol, my name is Carol."
Then he felt a little guilty for cheating Fangran:
"The name Ling is actually..."
"It's okay, to me, Ling, you are Ling,"
Fangran chanted the name, lost his mind slightly, and then smiled at her, as if going back in time:
"By the way, Carol, what a good name."
"Then it's time for you to tell me."
Seeing that the young man didn't mind this matter, the girl urged him and shook him gently, wondering what she would look like in a hundred years.
"Let's talk about it first. After I tell you, Ling, don't be angry."
"Hmmmm."
Curiosity can be satisfied immediately, with slender legs in black stockings and short cowhide boots dangling, Carol... Or Ling nodded to Fangran as if she was pecking at rice.
"Ling you in a hundred years"
Speaking of this, Fangran sighed, and then recalled the memory of meeting Ling from the very beginning, as if he finally got the essence of the truth summary after going through twelve sets of Wusanhuanggang baptisms, and nodded slightly in a very vicissitudes:
"It's a big tsundere."
"Proud... ?"
Ling was dumbfounded for a moment, then looked at Fangran and asked:
"What do you mean, will I be arrogant in a hundred years?"
Seeing Fangran's innocent words and innocent eyes, he slowly looked away with a slight guilty conscience, pouted and said:
"Yeah, she's fierce and arrogant. She'll cover my face with a power bank every now and then, and she always looks like a queen who's hard to get close to. She oppresses me all day long because she's better than me,"
"And he didn't say anything, he was willful and arbitrary, he left me alone and went out alone. In short, he is a very bad character."
"A hundred years from now, am I going to look like this...."
To Fangran's surprise, after hearing his nonsense, the girl in his arms just lowered her head and murmured in a strange way, then raised her eyes, the pupils shining with brilliance, and said to Fangran:
"Then let me assure you, Fangran, that I won't become like you said... well, arrogant."
The expression on his face was stunned, seeing the girl in front of him smiling and reassuring himself, Fangran's expression was dull.
Such a cute and well-behaved lady queen, am I living in a dream...
"Then Fangran, what did I look like at that time, have I become an old lady...?"
"Oh, that's not true."
Fangran, who was still immersed in the fact that the Ling he knew had such an obedient and obedient side, could not extricate himself for a long time, heard Ling ask this question again, and replied subconsciously.
"Isn't it grandma, then what do I look like?"
Ling asked a little puzzled. She thought that even if she could live for that long, she would definitely be very old after a hundred years.
"What does it look like..."
Fangran was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked up and down at the girl sitting in his arms. She had long light blond hair, a delicate and small fair face, a petite figure with long sleeves covering her hands, and a black and white gothic skirt. It is the slender and soft legs in black stockings,
Basically not much different from a hundred years later...
"Bi Ling, you are a few years older than you are now, and you are one size older."
Without thinking too much, Fangran made a rough gesture with both hands, and said the answer casually.
Then he saw the girl in his arms falling down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I've been in a hundred years... I still don't grow up like this..."
"Ah! No, no, Ling, listen to me, you have grown up for a while, and you are a beautiful woman with a thin waist and long legs! It's just that when I met you later, I didn't know what happened Already retracted..."
Ling was hit in an unexpected place, and Fangran hurriedly comforted her in a hurry.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the girl in my arms pursing her lips a little angrily for some reason, raised her head in an angry manner, and stared at herself with wide eyes.
Forehead... .
Fangran's expression froze, and he remembered Uncle Fang's meaningful smile, teaching himself the core idea of 'coaxing a girl to boast is right', and said cautiously and tentatively:
"Eh... I think Ling looks good at your age... very cute..."
cute...
Ling lowered her head and grasped the cuffs of her long sleeves with her palms. Her face was burning hot and her thoughts were suddenly shattered. She bit her lips, feeling awkward in dissatisfaction.
"Fangran, you idiot!"
"Huh! Huh!?...why..."
"Enough! I won't let you hug me anymore, let me go..."
"No, Your Lady Queen, didn't you agree not to be angry...and am I not praising you??"
In the twentieth century, on the small road on the slope of the wheat field, from the carriage came the bewildered and suspicious shouts of an idiot young man who didn't know anything about girls or love at all, as the slowly extending ruts spread further and further... .