night.

The moon and stars are sparse.

There are crickets chirping outside the window.

Throughout the weekend, Luye and Violet spent the whole weekend at the river beach.

But until the end, there was no trace of the artificial angel.

The night is already deep.

The door to the room opened gently.

Violet was wearing a pink vest, and the thin strap that was originally on the shoulder slipped down to her arm. However, she was still sleepy and didn't pay attention to this little thing at all. She walked to the kitchen barefoot and opened the door.

He opened the door of the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Bozi soda.

The cold bottle made my slightly groggy brain wake up a little. I pressed down the glass bead on the mouth of the bottle, and there was a soft sound of carbonic acid gas rushing out of the bottle.

Violet raised her head, cold soda water poured into her throat, and a feeling of comfort suddenly filled her body.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a faint light coming from the direction of the living room.

...Aren't you asleep yet?

Violet took the soda and walked to the living room.

Icarus was sitting on the sofa, hugging his knees and staring at the TV with no sound on.

"Aren't you going to rest?"

Violet walked to the sofa.

Icarus looked up at Violet and said softly: "Artificial angels... don't need to sleep."

Originally, at this time, she should stay by Lu Ye's side. After all, she didn't have to sleep and there was nothing else to do.

But today is an exception.

Earlier, due to the hug in the air, both she and Luye fell into the nearby mountains.

When they returned to the river beach, everyone was surprised by how embarrassed the two were.

Although nothing happened due to the protection of Ikaros, it still seemed to have cast a considerable shadow on Luye's mind.

So tonight he went to the roof alone with a quilt, mosquito repellent, and a USB fan, trying to comfort his injured heart.

Being carried by someone and falling upside down from a height of one to two hundred meters...

Isn't this more fun than the jumping machine in the amusement park?

"I know artificial angels don't sleep."

Violet sat down next to Icarus.

"Rest means another thing... Are your injuries okay?"

"Well, it's okay. I was in a daze during the flight, so I hit a tree..."

"If there is a reason, I have already said it before."

His eyes returned to the TV.

A Japanese variety show was playing inside, with comedians telling jokes, making the guests and hosts laugh.

Icarus showed no intention of smiling at all.

Her green eyes were just staring at the TV, revealing something that seemed familiar to the girl.

"Icarus."

"Yes……?"

Violet leaned forward and pressed her forehead against Icarus's.

"What are you going to do?" Icarus asked in confusion.

"Pain, pain, fly away~"

As Violet spoke, she raised her slender index finger to draw a circle in front of Icarus.

"This is the secret. It is a magic that can relieve the pain of wounds... I saw it from the animation. It is a good way for mothers to comfort their children."

Their foreheads were separated.

Violet's finger finally tapped Icarus's forehead as the magic was over.

"Mom comforting the child...?"

"Yes."

"Violet...what can I do to become a human?" Icarus asked in a low voice.

"Human?"

"I have thought clearly about what you said that day." Icarus said, "I am... an artificial angel. This will not change, but... I have things I like, and the master also asked me to find what I like.

things and goals, so I wanted to give it a try.”

"Really, you are already doing this."

"Huh?"

"I saw a cat on a TV show...do you know cats?"

"I know, I saw it at the canteen when I went to buy Bozi soda."

"But that cat is a bit special. It has a collar around its neck. It likes to wag its tail when it sees its owner, and it also likes to be led for a walk by its owner. When it gets hot, it sticks out its tongue, just like a puppy. That's because it has been following it since it was a child.

The owner's dogs grew up together...so although the species remains

It's a cat, but it's actually a puppy." Violet said, "There is a word in Chinese called 'subtle influence', which probably means this. You are not a robot... otherwise, you wouldn't know how to

I showed that expression when my sister was being touched on the head.”

This is not a "method", but it is Violet's experience.

From a wild child on an isolated island to an ordinary girl drinking ice-cold Bozi soda on a summer night...

He didn't lose his arms, nor did he become an automaton that pursues "love" endlessly.

Because she has gained such a thing as "love", although she has not developed the excellent typing speed in the original work, she is very satisfied with her current life. She just follows the person she likes and runs around the parallel world, experiencing all kinds of things.

Things, make all kinds of friends...not to mention fighting on the cruel battlefield.

"Speaking of which, is there anything Icarus likes?" Violet asked, "You said you were looking for it before... have you found it?"

"What...thing do you like?"

"Yeah, what I like is here."

Speaking, Violet pointed to the top of her head.

Although he was confused at first, Icarus soon understood what she meant.

The girl was not referring to the ceiling, but to the people on it.

"Is it...master?"

Violet nodded.

"What about you?"

Me too...the same.

He obviously wanted to say this, but Icarus couldn't.

"Watermelon...I like...watermelon."

"Watermelon? Speaking of which, you didn't eat the one you bought before..."

"If you don't eat it, if you just touch it, you'll feel happy, but it's rotten."

"Because it wasn't put in the refrigerator."

The two of them stared at the TV until the soda in the bottle was bottomed out.

After a few more words, Violet stood up and prepared to go back to the room.

"Then I'll go back and rest first. I have to go to school tomorrow."

"Okay, good night."

Violet returned to the room.

Icarus sat quietly on the sofa.

The night is a little long.

After an unknown amount of time, Icarus turned off the TV, got up and walked to the kitchen.

If the calculation is correct, the bottle Violet took away should be the seventh bottle in the refrigerator.

In other words, there isn't much Bozi soda left in the refrigerator.
To be continued...