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There is no flickering candlelight, no crackling fire, under the effect of heating, the room is warm and pleasant even in a single coat, and the luminous stone on the bedside table illuminates the room brightly - stable and gentle. The yellow light against the bed quilt and carpet adds a wonderful sense of the times to the scene.
Roland was sitting beside the bed, listening to the occasional slight screeching sound from the heating pipe, he always felt like a dream, as if this was neither the backward era of kingship nor the modern society where electronic products were everywhere. Rather, sandwiched between the two... childhood.
The impression of that era is like the scene at this time. Everywhere is covered with dim yellow, whether it is incandescent lamps, movies, or developed photos, all of them are filled with the same color.
But there is no Anna in this part of the memory.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the girl sitting at the head of the bed.
She was flipping through the storybook in her hand, and the tips of her hair hanging down on her forehead shone with golden light, and her long eyelashes trembled occasionally, making her look extremely agile; the most striking thing was still her sapphire-like eyes, even in the Under the reflection of the magic stone, it is still clear lake blue. If there is any difference, the lake surface is no longer as smooth as it used to be.
She alone made the whole picture come alive, and Roland couldn't help but think that Anna was a completely different color in the scene, and it was also a marker that differentiated memory from reality. When I saw her, I realized that it was all real.
"What are you looking at?" I don't know when, the prince found that the other party had put down the book of magic power, tilted his head and looked directly at himself, "Me?"
"Cough..." He subconsciously looked away, but quickly moved back, "Um... That's right."
After nearly a year of getting along, the two have become very familiar with each other, and Roland's mentality is naturally no longer as passive as it was at the beginning. In addition, there are only the two of them in the room tonight, so he also relaxes the emotions that he has been restraining.
The two looked at each other for a while and laughed at the same time.
"You said, will my request be a bit willful?" Anna smiled and shook her head, "Even though everyone cares about me, I turned them away."
"You said it too seriously," Roland said, spreading his hands, "They just looked a little surprised at the time."
"If Miss Agatha hadn't said those 'ancient methods', I wouldn't have made this request," she stuck out her tongue - such a playful expression was rarely seen on Anna, "but in the future, other sisters will definitely You'll follow suit, and you'll be busy then. "
Roland smiled helplessly, "I guess their request is probably to eat more ice cream bread."
Knowing that Anna was about to pass the awakening day, Agatha immediately contributed her experience in the holy city of Taquila. According to the research of the Federation, when a witch awakens or becomes an adult, in addition to draining the magic power from the body to reduce the impact of backlash , personal emotions are also very important. Positive attitudes such as joy and satisfaction can greatly improve their resistance, so for some outstanding witches, the Federation will even send special people to meet their requirements when they are adults.
And when Anna knew about this, the request she made was to let Roland spend the awakening day alone with her.
"Thanks to Miss Gasha, I feel very happy now," she said calmly, "I couldn't watch you go through when I was an adult, and this time I can finally make up for the regret."
Facing the other party's serious expression, even Roland felt a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and took out a thin book with colorful ribbons from behind and handed it to Anna, "This is the gift of Awakening Day."
The purpose of rewriting the calculus knowledge in advanced mathematics is to catch up with this day-to the witch, the awakening day is more important than the birthday, and it can be called the second freshman. Roland used to be embarrassed about what gifts to give during festivals, and he still hasn't made much progress. After thinking hard, he decided to give the new knowledge as a gift. These are full of interest and by no means a bad choice.
However, after she took over the orange-covered book, she did not open it the first time as before, but put it aside together with the book of magic, "Thank you."
"The storybook... have you read it yet?"
"Not yet," Anna shook her head gently, "but I want to hear something special."
"Special?" Roland was slightly startled.
"Well," she smiled, "your story—the last time I didn't hear it long before I fell asleep, this time I want to continue."
Do you mean the day when we were lying in bed together? Roland pursed his lips, and an urge arose in his heart to tell the other party his true origin, instead of keeping it secret, "Do you remember when I said that I lived there before? Is it in a big city? Actually, that city… is not the Royal Capital of Greycastle.”
"I know."
"Huh?" Anna's answer made him suddenly stunned.
"Because in hindsight, the things you said couldn't have happened even in the Royal Palace," she said with a grin, "I'm the one who has read The Greycastle Chronicles several times."
"Uh... is that so?" Roland hesitated, "I actually—"
"Don't say it," Anna stopped, "you're hesitating, it's not an easy thing to say, right? Then don't say it. And it's not hard to guess, I'm sure I'm not the only one People have this feeling, and the closer they get to you, the easier it is to realize that you are different from everyone." She paused, "Why don't... let's make a bet."
"Bet... what?"
"I bet how much I can guess," Anna said enthusiastically, "I will record all these guesses in a notebook, and when you don't have to worry about it, you can easily say it, and then see how much I guessed. , more than half even if I win."
Roland suddenly remembered a game he used to play as a child: time capsule. Put some words you want to say about the future into cans, and take them out after a few years... Although most of these cans are missing, when the last two or three are found, look at the handwriting left by yourself years ago When, always give people inexplicable moving.
He didn't ask what the bet was about. Winning or losing was meaningless between the two of them. The other party might have brought this up to comfort him, rather than really trying to guess the answer. It has to be said that among the many witches who are closest to his heart and can understand what he thinks, that is Anna.
"Well, it's a deal," he nodded.
"So where did you say it last time?"
"Complete your studies from the tutor..." Roland smiled, "Let's start from here."
When the light of dawn lit up from the skyline, Anna lived through her first awakening day of adulthood.
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