"Still haven't asked?"
"Um... ."
In an unknown town, on the streets of the early 20th century town built with bricks and tiles, in front of the church that sheltered the refugees, the young man looked at the girl with a quiet face, asked softly, and watched her nod gently.
Then he gently took her hand and said with a warm smile:
"It doesn't matter, let's go, go to the next town, and the next place will definitely find out about Ling's parents."
"Um."
Walking through the streets and alleys of bluestone bricks, the two figures walked towards the exit of the town, and began to travel towards the next city again under the sun...
...
...
Where have they all gone
There is no longer the nightmare of killing that man with his own hands in the narrow room of the capital, and the uneasiness and anxiety of rushing out of the campus that symbolizes a stable daily life have disappeared.
Maybe it was because the figure I was looking for was just one step away from me, maybe it was because the young girl was already in my arms,
The sound of the wheels of the carriage turning in the dream, only Ill’s ranch tavern, laughter under the windmill, sunshine in the forest, fish swimming in the river, and walking together holding hands are left in the dream Milan...
Where have they all gone
Did not take the steam train again, left Milan that night, followed the direction of Il along the road, passing through small towns and villages,
Don't worry about money, don't worry about meeting bad people, don't worry about time and direction, in an unknown country, you can do whatever you want, go wherever you want,
Well, sounds great doesn't it
The free and beautiful journey, all the scenery and memories along the way, make people hope that this journey will not end.
A girl with a gothic skirt, driving a carriage in the pastoral wilderness at the beginning of the 20th century, passing through the forest and stepping across the stream, the memory of the journey under the bright sunshine is safe and perfect.
so it's ok,
It doesn't matter where you are now...
The light penetrating through the curtain opened his eyes in a daze. In the farmland carriage exchanged for the aristocratic carriage that was not suitable for long-distance travel in the manor, the Simmons mattress was laid on the dry wooden boards and he slept surprisingly well.
Laptops, tablet computers, game consoles, snack bags, messy data cables and a lot of used power banks, all kinds of things are scattered on the mattress,
Staggering up his upper body, he yawned without appearance, rubbed his sleepy eyes, Fangran looked at the morning sun, and lazily pulled away another rolled blanket beside him. ,
The petite girl who has not yet woken up is exposed, her light blond hair is disheveled, her delicate and quiet sleeping face is breathing shallowly, her slightly curled body is like a young wild cat, and her thin nightgown is ruffled. Her clothes were disheveled, revealing her fair thighs and a large piece of white girlish skin under her shoulders...
Then Fangran turned a blind eye and sighed helplessly. Compared with Ling, who could still sleep late, she didn't know what to say.
As for why he is so cowardly when facing women even a little bit intimate, why is he so calm now...
"..."
Please see all the normal young people who are over 20 years old here answer, please, if you see a girl who is only in her early 10s, would you have any strange ideas
ok ok, i see (perfunctory face),
Those who answer in the affirmative, please leave your name and phone number here, so that I can call the police station to report you later.
In short... for this reason, even though he lived close to Ling every day and took care of Ling's daily life, Fangran didn't know where to look when facing Ling like usual, and was so cowardly... .
Instead, a kind of mysterious old father's mentality emerged...
Let the twenty-year-old fool who has never been in a relationship sigh from time to time recently that he is really old.
"Ling, Ling! Don't sleep, sleep in the sun and bask in the sun, and you will go to the next town soon, get up quickly."
After activating the skill, the old father called the bed, and Fangran urged the little lazy cat who was still lying on the bed to get up quickly.
Uh... By the way, the name of this skill is obviously correct, why does it read weird...
Ling, who instinctively opened her eyes when she heard his voice, also got up in a daze. This time, the shoulder straps of her nightgown completely slipped off her thin and white shoulders, and fell into Fangran's arms drowsily again. .
"Well... I'm going to... get up... bed..."
Then you are up!
Seeing Ling lying in her arms in disheveled clothes, Fangran sighed helplessly, and decided that if she didn't go to bed early tonight, she wouldn't be allowed to touch the steering wheel again.
Then he reached out to find black stockings from the pile of clothes that the girl had taken off, and put her body on her bit by bit. Although it sounds perverted, he really has been lying in bed for the past few days. The great Ling is already familiar with dressing.
Ling leaned in his arms without paying attention, her disheveled hair lazily rubbing against Fangran's shirt and yawning, letting his hand holding the stocking slide across her slender calf to the depths of her thigh.
"Okay, okay, go wash your face and brush your teeth."
Put on the old-fashioned cowhide short boots for her, tidy up the messy nightgown, Fangran took the towel and toothbrush and pushed Ling out of the carriage. The combed girl brushed her teeth dazedly and sighed.
Oh, old
...
… .
The outline of the town was already in front of him. Fangran, who was slowly driving the carriage, was sipping a cup of cappuccino boredly. Ling, who had already put on her skirt, was sitting in front of him and watching "Hundreds of Hundreds" played on the tablet. Become Sakura Magic Card".
Then Fangran suddenly felt Ling moving in his arms and looking at him. Just as he lowered his head, he heard the girl's puzzled voice:
"Fangran, why does this person named Taoya always look at that person named Xuetu? Aren't they all men?"
"puff!!"
Then he sprayed it out.
(ー△ー;) Can I say I don't know
Speaking of which, why is Her Majesty the Queen so keenly aware of these things at such a young age? When I was a child, I didn’t notice anything other than 'Fuck, this card is awesome'...
"Eh...they probably have a better relationship...."
In the end, Fangran had no choice but to answer foolishly in a cold sweat. Ling said "Oh" obediently, and turned off the tablet in her hand.
It has been almost a week since they came out of Milan. During this period, the traveling carriage passed through countless small towns and villages. Accompanying the girl who wanted to find her parents, Fangran held her hand without knowing how to knock. How many houses have been opened, and how many streets and alleys of towns have been walked.
The expected route is to follow another route ending in Il to the border, and then return to Il along the most likely place where people lost in the fighting will be found.
After spending this period of time together, Fangran discovered that Ling, who was only in her early ten years old, had an unbelievable learning ability in using future things.
Some things are even more familiar than myself (strike out)... Ahem, I'm almost catching up with myself.
"By the way, Ling, are we really not going to drive? If you want to worry about attracting attention, I can..."
"Fangran, you idiot!"
"Eh! No...why..."
Sitting in front of Fangran, the girl who used him as a backrest didn't give Fangran a chance to finish speaking, and threw out a dissatisfied sentence, which made a certain idiot confused.
"Fangran, it's so boring, how about we answer each other's questions?"
Then after a while, he put down the tablet computer that interested him these days, looked up at Fangran and asked with blinking eyes,
With this action, old Fangran blushed, and at the same time, he subconsciously bit the straw and agreed.
"Oh oh oh...."
"Then I'll go first, um...."
Ling leaned on his chest and dangled her cowhide short boots, thinking about her own curious question, then turned to look at him with blinking eyes:
"Fangran, are you married in a hundred years?"
"puff!!!!"
Cappuccino: "..."
"Cough! Cough cough cough. Why... why did you suddenly ask this...?"
Fangran, who was panicked and confused, almost choked to death and asked in a panic. Ling in her arms blinked her big eyes and looked at him as she turned her head thoughtfully and muttered:
"It doesn't look like..."
Hello! Listen to people!
(&`Д′;)? And you guessed the answer before I answered it!
Guessing the answer from Fangran's simple and easy-to-understand reaction, Ling turned her head to look at him seriously and said:
"Fangran, do you know that in Europe, a rich man of your age should almost be engaged to a woman."
Fangran: "..."
So, Ling, I can understand your sentence as,
Even after a hundred years, am I still an older single dog
"But it will take a few years to get married..."
However, Ling quickly added, her light golden pupils blinked wildly from side to side, glanced at him evasively, slowly lowered her head and repeated in a low voice:
"Well...at least a few more years...."
"cough!"
After clearing his throat heavily, Fangran's expression on his face became tough and he said solemnly:
"Ling, you have to know that in the time I lived, men had to be at least thirty years old before they were allowed to have contact with women."
"Hey! Do you have to be thirty years old!?"
The unsuspecting girl immediately became surprised when she heard what he said. That day could really melt the hypocritical gaze, making Fangran grit his teeth and hold on to his JOJO-like painting style and nod silently and solemnly:
"That's right, only men over thirty can find a girlfriend, so I don't have to worry at all."
Ling clapped her hands in amazement, and sighed without any malice:
"It feels so good..."
Then it deeply hurt the heart of a certain party surnamed single dog.
"Okay, let's not discuss this issue, it's time for me to ask you Ling."
Fangran, who always felt that the conversation just now made his heart full of holes, said with a complicated face, then Ling sat down obediently and nodded:
"Um."
After a little hesitation, he opened his mouth, and suddenly countless questions popped up in his mind to ask the girl in front of him.
Why do you want to leave by yourself, Ling, why are you in the form of a soul when we met
Why did Lingyou, who became Zero Qi, turn against the Evernight Palace and become Song of the Wanderer
And obviously has the name of 'Carole', why did you tell me 'Ling' at that time
Questions hidden in the fog of time emerged in his mind, giving Fangran an urge to speak to the girl in front of him, but when he met those beautiful light golden pupils, all the questions he opened his mouth disappeared in smoke.
Well, even if you ask Ling at this age, she won't know at all...
Why on earth did I come to this point in time
However, I just need to make Ling happy.
So after thinking about it, Fangran asked another question that he was curious about:
"By the way, when we passed by the small town next to Il, Ling, do you know anyone who knows the white bungalow you are going to see?"
When passing by Delier, when Ling guessed that she hadn't let go of her trust in Fang Ran, the white bungalow she wanted to see made Fang Ran's memory deep for some reason.
Lingqian's golden pupils moved slightly, and then answered in a crisp voice:
"That was the person who saved me during the war. If she hadn't saved me at that time, I might have starved to death."
"The person who saved Ling you?!"
Fangran froze slightly in surprise, Ling nodded to him:
"He is a very good-looking person, um... probably the most beautiful and kind-hearted person in the world."
"Then she didn't take you in?"
Fangran frowned slightly, leaving a little girl alone in that remote village, what did that person think!
Hearing this, the girl in her arms shook her head lightly:
"I'm the one who wants to stay in Il."
Then she looked at Fangran, with light golden and clear pupils in her big eyes.
"The big sister told me that she didn't see my parents, so I have to stay, otherwise...they might not find me, but I waited for a long time...."
The crisp voice slowly lowered, causing Fangran to open his mouth in a bewilderment, not knowing what to say.
Silently, then looked at the town that was about to arrive, stretched out his hand to hug her shoulder and rubbed her head vigorously, Fangran said in a low voice:
"We will find them, well, it's your turn to ask me"
"Fangran, are you really from a hundred years later?"
"Um."
"Then will you go back... a hundred years later...?"
"..."
"I'm sorry, Ling..."
"I will always be by your side...."
...
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At the other end of the border town where the carriage was driving, there was also a road extending to nowhere. Among the sparse crowd, a woman in a long black dress walked on the side of the road in a somewhat out of place, behind her...
In the direction of the Isonzo Plain, a defeated army is slowly approaching... .