Asylum of the Gods.
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
There was a crisp knock on the door. Brachi, who was about to undress and fall asleep, was slightly startled. He stepped forward and opened the door, and saw a familiar figure in a white coat standing in the corridor.
"Dean?" Blaki had doubts in his eyes when he saw Lin Qiye coming to him so late.
Lin Qiye hummed and walked into the room.
"I'm here to give you something." Lin Qiye's palm flashed with light, and a red mailbox appeared out of thin air in his hand.
This mailbox is about the size of half a desk. It is of an old style, but the paint on the surface is also somewhat damaged. From the appearance, it is no different from the mailboxes that were common decades ago.
Brachi held the mailbox, and the look of confusion on his face became even stronger.
"Dean, this is..."
"A treasure borrowed from a friend, the letter stuffed into this mailbox can ignore the space and be delivered directly to the hands of the person you care about most." Lin Qiye said seriously, "And the person who receives the letter, Just burn the reply along with the letter you received, and it will appear in the mailbox."
Brachi was stunned, holding the red mailbox and looking at it carefully for a long time, and said suspiciously: "Dean, don't be deceived. Isn't this just an ordinary mailbox? How can it have the ability to ignore space?"
"Your level is not high enough, so of course you can't see through the mystery inside, but its powers are real." Lin Qiye said firmly.
"Does that mean that as long as I put the letter in the mailbox, Eden will receive it and reply to me?"
"Of course, but there are still some restrictions when using it." Lin Qiye said, "First of all, its ability can only be used once a day, and it can only send letters and receive replies at night. During this period, you cannot look at it. , otherwise the space transmission will be interrupted and the letter will be lost in the turbulence of the void.
Secondly, after you lock a target for sending letters artificially, you cannot change the target for sending letters within one year. That is to say, after you send a letter to Eden, it can no longer be sent to anyone other than Eden. Others sent letters. "
After listening to Lin Qiye's serious words, Brachi, who originally didn't believe in the ability of this ordinary mailbox, began to waver.
What he said... seems to be true
And there is no need for him to lie to himself!
Is it possible that there is something mysterious about this mailbox
"Then, can I send the letter now?" Brachi asked impatiently.
"Of course." Lin Qiye made an inviting gesture.
Brachi quickly sat down at the table, took out a pen and paper, and after pondering for a moment, he started writing quickly on the paper.
“To my everlasting love, Eden:
When you read this letter, it means that this attempt was successful. I finally got in touch with you. During this period of time without you... "
Lin Qiye stood aside, silently watching Brachi who was writing a letter seriously. His figure dragged out a long shadow in the dim light. The pen in his hand never stopped for a moment, as if he had thousands of words to say. Talking, he sometimes smiles, sometimes feels depressed, sometimes feels sad...
Time passed by, and by the time Brachi put down his pen, there were already three densely written pieces of paper in front of him.
"There's still something missing." Lin Qiye suddenly said.
Brachi was stunned, "What else is missing?"
"If you don't write down how to reply to your letter, how will she know how to reply to you?"
Brachi slapped his thigh and showed a look of realization, "Yeah, I almost forgot!"
He picked up the pen and wrote in detail how to reply to the letter. Finally, he folded it flatly, took a deep breath, and gently stuffed it into the mailbox.
"Is it okay?" He asked Lin Qiye cautiously.
"Okay." A smile appeared on Lin Qiye's lips, "It's time for you to have a good sleep. If everything goes well, you will receive Eden's reply from the mailbox when you wake up tomorrow morning... But you have to remember, You can't look at the mailbox in the middle, let alone open it, do you understand?"
Brachi nodded.
After handling everything, Lin Qiye left Brachi's room, but he did not leave the hospital. Instead, he came to the bottom of the big tree in the hospital and sat down, quietly paying attention to the room. situation.
As he expected, Brachi walked around the house excitedly several times, but still couldn't control himself from looking at the mailbox, so he simply covered his eyes with a pillow, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep...
The dim moonlight shone into the room. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly sat up from the bed again.
Those eyes were opened, but the previous excitement could no longer be seen. He... No, she put a layer of gauze on her body, got out of bed, and looked outside through the window, far away and under the tree. Lin Qiye looked at each other.
Gratitude came into her eyes.
Although Eden was dormant in the deepest part of Brachi's consciousness on weekdays, he could still know what was happening in the outside world. Ever since Lin Qiye took out the so-called mailbox that ignored space, she had already guessed his intentions.
As Blakey said, it was just an ordinary mailbox.
Its real purpose is just to conceal the fact that Eden is by his side. Through this form, the two can communicate to a certain extent, and those seemingly bluffing rules are just Lin Qiye's way to prevent the secret from being exposed. Just protective measures.
Eden walked to the desk and sat down, opened the mailbox, took out the letter Blakey wrote to her, and read it carefully.
Although she already knew what was written in it, knowing it was completely different from holding it in her hand and reading it. At this moment, she was no longer the dead soul residing in Brachi's body, but was Brachi's dreaming wife.
"...I'm in a very magical and quiet place. I can't understand the existence here, but everything here makes me feel very comfortable. What about you? How are you doing now?"
“… The days here remind me of the wonderful time we spent in the Eternal Garden, but without those nasty evil gods. My dearest Eden, if I could, I would love to be with you. Live here forever..."
"... During the time I lived here, I wrote a few poems for you. When we meet, I want to sing them to you in person... "
Looking at those familiar fonts, Eden's eyes became slightly moist.
She has been watching Brachi's condition during these days. Although she feels happy because of his deep love, she is more worried and distressed for him...
Under the dim light, Eden picked up the pen, with tears in his eyes, and began to reply to Brachi.