Turning over from the edge of the boat, Zuo Yin waved his little hand, sat down on the colorful bubbles, and looked closely at the protagonist in the vortex of events with interest.
"My name is Zuo Yin, what's your name?"
"You can call me Liszt."
"Hi~ I remember you should be Lester. Am I remembering it wrong?"
While Zuo Yin was observing Lester, Lester was also observing the little girl in front of him, guessing the girl's identity and purpose of coming. As for what he said about being a girlfriend, only a ghost would believe it.
"So, why did Miss Zuo Yin come to see me in the middle of the night? Can't you afford shoes? But I don't know how to make shoes, so it's useless for you to come to me unless you are willing to wear my big size."
Not noticing any hostility, Lester was willing to chat with the strange visitor in front of him. Seriously speaking, since he was born into consciousness, only the maid Vernis and Yang Ling could be considered acquaintances.
"Shoes are not important, what is important is..."
Jumping off the bubble, Zuo Yin put his hand into the suddenly appeared astral passage and groped for a while. Soon the orange-haired girl took out a shiny candy bar and handed it directly to the man.
"I seem to have fallen in love with you. This is a lollipop made by me. It's delicious~"
After hesitating for a moment, Lester took the girl's lollipop, making the girl's smile even brighter.
"Miss Zuo Yin, do you always speak so directly? I mean, if you do this, it may be difficult for you to obtain truly cherished feelings. People will never cherish things that come easily, unless they are those who know how to be grateful.
From the very beginning, I understood how much effort was put into this ease, and there are really very few people like this.”
"But if you don't know how to express your feelings, will you never be able to convey them?"
"Sometimes, conveying emotions does not rely solely on language. Language is only the most intuitive way of expression, and it is also the easiest way to be frustrated. Just like now, you show love when we meet for the first time, which will only make me
I feel uneasy and wary, I don’t even know you, and if I agree to you, it only means that I don’t respect you and am not a trustworthy person.”
"Woo...did I do something wrong? Do you want to go back and do it all over again..."
Hearing what Lester said, Zuo Yin frowned and looked a little distressed.
Lester sighed and stuffed the lollipop into his mouth, which was obviously not an ordinary object. His mouth was immediately filled with the sweetness of a pure girl, a taste that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
Although she still didn't know the purpose of her visit, the girl didn't look like a scheming person, but more like a child who hadn't grown up yet.
"I wonder if Miss Zuo Yin knows what a girlfriend means?"
Struggling out of his frown, Zuo Yin counted with his fingers seriously: "Eat delicious food together, play fun things together, watch the sunrise together, appreciate the moonset together, and share each other's moods..."
"It's missing a few things, but it's pretty good in other aspects."
"Then... Lester, do you like me?"
Facing Zuo Yin's hopeful gaze, Lester raised his eyebrows, bit the lollipop into pieces, and swallowed it directly.
Since the candy will melt and disappear in your mouth sooner or later, it is better not to be obsessed with sweetness in the first place.
"Please allow me to refuse. Also, my name is Liszt, not Lester."
Zuo Yin stared blankly at the man who went straight back to the cabin. He waved his hand to persuade him to stay, but he couldn't say anything.
"Hmm...don't the lollipops taste good?"
…
Everything in front of me is like an inescapable dream.
"Mihirah, what's the name of our daughter? You choose one, and I'll choose one."
"Then, let's call our eldest daughter Misha."
"Haha, Misha, Misha~ it sounds so good,
Then my baby daughter’s name is Hina. Hina, Misha is your sister~
Call me sister~ Your mother is Mithila and your father is Ziram~
"Call mom~call dad~"
In the blink of an eye, the girl could stand and walk with difficulty.
"Daddy, mommy~oooooooooooooo it hurts so much!"
With difficulty, she got up from the ground. The girl with tears in her eyes looked back. Her fallen sister was being held by her father in his arms and comforting her softly. Her father glanced at her anxiously, but was too busy with her sister in his arms to pay attention.
The mother who was summoned by herself trotted over and hugged her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged. The more wronged she became, the angrier she became. The girl burst into tears.
"Little Misha, it won't hurt anymore if you blow it. Don't cry. Huhu~huhu~"
The mother gently blew air on her bruised right knee, and the girl's pain was slightly relieved. The comforted girl stubbornly wiped her eyes and took a sip on the woman's cheek, leaving no tears, snot, or saliva.
The ground was covered with paint, making the beautiful woman look a little embarrassed.
The girl expressed her little ideal.
"Mom! I really want to grow up! Just like my mother!"
There was messy liquid on her face, but the woman didn't care. She always looked gentle.
"Little Misha, I hope you never grow up..."
The days when I see my mother are getting fewer and fewer, and my father's face is becoming more and more sad. They rarely see each other, but my father and mother always quarrel, and only the indifferent stars in the sky remain unchanged.
As the girl grew up, she felt that she was getting farther and farther away from her mother, and the sadness on her father's face also dissipated, turning into hollow and numb.
Finally one day, his father pulled his sister in front of him, with a look of struggle on his face.
"Shall we go? Your mother doesn't want you and Xina anymore."
"But, dad... mom, she..."
“Whoa whoa whoa!
"
The younger sister had already begun to cry loudly. The father comforted the younger sister and ignored him. The girl could no longer say what she was saying.
She could clearly feel her mother's reluctance and love, but the reality was completely inconsistent with what she thought. She didn't know what was going on.
Following her father, the girl left the heavenly city made of gold, silver and precious stones and returned to the foot of the giant peak. Her father covered her face with mud in the lake and was not allowed to wash it off.
After struggling to get on the boat to another continent, the girl stared blankly at the starry sky, as if her mother was looking at her on the other side of the stars.
My father's voice echoed in my ears.
"I heard that there is no magic in Demacia, and there are not those weird people. My daughters, I just hope that you can grow up healthily. Mom doesn't want dad. Dad is a useless man, but dad even
Even if I die, I have to protect you."
“Wow wow wow!
"
Being held in her father's arms, the girl could no longer suppress the grief in her heart and cried loudly with her sister.
"Why cry!
I'm so annoyed. If you cry again, I'll throw you Shurima scoundrels away!
"
"I'm sorry, sir, please forgive me. I'll let my child calm down right now."
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here!"
"Okay, okay, I'll get out now..."
In Mo Hu's sight, his father's straight body bent toward the person who made the sound, like a broken mountain.
"Sister, don't cry, don't cry."
Biting her lip, the sobbing girl put her right arm into her sister's mouth. The sister finally stopped crying, but the corners of her mouth began to bleed.
