The sky is very blue, very blue, very blue, and the sky is very high, very high.
One or two small clouds that had escaped by themselves were floating leisurely, and the crisp autumn air and wind looked up from the ground, like a blue tower leading to the highest point in the sky.
In the wheat field wilderness, there are rutted country dirt roads on the square field slopes.
The scenery makes people want to hum a song. If you look around, you can see places very far away.
Streams, bridges, and flowing water, as well as countless branches of the Po River, nourish agriculture on this large plain. Farmers rise and fall in the wheat fields, tall horses pulling carriages stop at the crystal clear water, snort and lower their heads to drink.
On the roof of the carport covered with soft wool blankets, young men and girls were holding fishing rods and basking in the sun.
I don’t know which morning it was in Italy, the sun was bright and cheerful.
I had no idea what kind of wool blanket it was made of, but it was smooth and soft that Ling had never experienced before.
Her slender legs wearing black stockings swayed under the pure white pleated lace skirt. She lay on it and tilted her head with her hands on her cheeks.
Fangran, who was already lying down and basking in the sun, told himself that this way he could fully absorb ultraviolet rays and make photosynthesis easier like a sunflower, and asked:
"Fangran, can you really catch fish like this?"
But to be honest, the girl always felt that compared to Sunflower, the young man in front of her looked lazy.
It's more like dried fish that farmers pickle and dry to prevent it from spoiling.
"Don't worry...that's...an automatic fishing rod from future technology~~"
With a beautiful girl pillow on his head and Coca-Cola, potato chips, and chocolate thrown beside him, Fangran lay flat on his back and answered without opening his eyes. His voice was drawn out due to his laziness.
After that rainy night, it seems that girls are not the only ones who use their more relaxed and authentic selves when getting along.
And a certain slime (laughs).
“The fish will automatically take the bait~~”
Fang, it was actually his first time fishing, Ran replied completely off track, Ling glanced suspiciously at the two metal fishing rods with complex designs that were inserted next to them.
Although I felt something was wrong, I still chose to believe Fangran.
Because in the past two days, whether it is a 'board' that looks like someone is acting inside, or a small 'cylinder' that can be carried around and a soft white light will light up when pressed,
In the carriage that has become their mobile residence,
Fangran took out all kinds of magical items that Ling could not imagine. She was amazed at how convenient they were and at the same time she was deeply interested in them.
"Is the technology of the future so powerful? Fangran, what you told me yesterday about your era is really so magical. You can see people far away without going out. When you go out, you just sit...well...
.car!?"
A crisp voice sounded softly and happily. Ling thought for a while before remembering the pronunciation of "car".
Her light golden pupils flashed, her black and white gorgeous Gothic skirt spread out on the blanket, her little feet in black stockings that made people want to hold them in her hands were raised, she lay next to Fangran and looked at his side face curiously
asked.
"Um...yes~~"
Then the voice that responded to her was still the voice of a useless person in the late stages of laziness and cancer in a young man.
The girl pursed her lips unhappily, then grabbed him with both hands and shook him gently:
"Get up, Fangran, get up quickly, don't act like an old man."
"Ah~ no need...it's not time to rush yet..."
Fangran had a Buddha-like smile on his face and let Ling, who couldn't hit a power bank, shake him no matter how much he did, without any intention of making any plans.
Finally, Ling pursed her lips and sat up. Although there was nothing on her delicate little face, her big eyes staring at him were obviously unhappy as she looked at the slacker in front of her.
Then Fangran, who was lazily basking in the sun, suddenly felt his body sink, and a slender and soft body rushed up.
Maybe it was because he didn't have enough nutrition before, but now the growing girl's body is lying on him, and there is a soft touch of the girl close to him on his chest.
As a pleasant fragrance drifted into my nose, I felt an itchy feeling as my light blond hair fell down...
The moment he opened his eyes in shock, Fang Ran was shocked to find that the person he was looking at was Ling's delicate face in front of his face.
"Fangran, get up quickly."
The light golden pupils have never been so close for a moment. At a distance of less than twenty centimeters, which is considered a special relationship, Fangran can feel the shallow breathing of the girl in front of him.
"Uhhhhh!!!"
Then a certain 'lazy creature' couldn't sit still anymore and sat up in a panic!
He was confused for a moment, and then he let out a long sigh with twitching eyebrows.
"well...."
Although he was very happy to see the girl no longer being polite and quiet, Fangran, who also felt a headache, sighed sadly and taught, while passing under her knees,
Use a princess hug to lift her aside like a doll and put her down.
"I say Ling, girls can't just jump on others. As a lady, be elegant! Be elegant!"
In fact, it was all to cover up his old blush.
“Will cars really be everywhere in a hundred years?”
Not listening to Fang Ran's nagging words like a verbose old father, Ling sat next to him and curiously asked the question she wanted to know most.
"Basically yes, because in our time everyone took a car when going out. A hundred years later, cars are no longer used only for military warfare."
Clearing his throat, trying to distract himself from the embarrassment of feeling the soft touch of the girl's body just now, Fangran replied seriously,
Unknowingly, Ling had mastered the easiest way to deal with him.
It seems that any woman can easily grasp Fangran's weaknesses, which is really a sad fact.
"What an incredible world..."
Listening to Fang Ran's affirmative answer, imagining such a world, Ling murmured slightly in ecstasy. Her look made Fang Ran smile slightly and spread his hands:
"If you want to put it that way, Ling and your era are quite incredible to me."
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Ling listened to Fang Ran's words with some confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.
"It's just because of the past that I find it incredible..."
He subconsciously touched her head. In fact, Fangran had wanted to rub Ling's light golden fluffy hair for a long time, but due to the Queen's lusty power and aura, she didn't have the courage to do so.
"At this time, whether it's Einstein, Marie Curie, Tesla, Roosevelt, Churchill or even Hitler, the people written in my history textbook are still alive."
"Are they all powerful?"
Listening to Fangran naming names one after another, Ling frowned and realized that she had never heard of any of them.
"Yes, they are all powerful, even the last one, otherwise they would not be written into history and be known and remembered by the vast majority of people."
Fangran scratched his head and said, to be honest, when he thought about the historical celebrities he had only seen in books, they were still alive and kicking in some corner of the world.
The incredible feeling in his heart was no less than that of Ling.
"But I still think cars are more powerful."
"(；￣д￣)Um...Yeah..."
I always feel...I understand why the Queen is a technologist...
"Ah... Speaking of which..."
When the topic of cars came up, Fang Ran suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment, and then he remembered with a slight shame and said:
"In order to calm down those Italian aristocrats, I drove there to the dance the night before..."
But it was later forgotten after people blew it up...
By the way, that Ferrari also used a lot of my magic power (sweat...)
"Well!!!"
Upon hearing this, Ling immediately opened her eyes in disbelief. She paused in her words as if to say, 'Why don't you take me with you?' She sat up straight and looked at Fang Ran.
But soon, Ling remembered that night, when the light hit her, she suddenly hugged her young man, raised her head in the rainy night with blood on the corners of her mouth, shook her head gently and asked again with worried eyes:
"Fangran, doesn't your injury hurt anymore?"
His expression was stunned, and seeing the worry melting away in the girl's eyes, Fangran pretended to be embarrassed and laughed:
"That's okay. It's been fine a long time ago."
"Liar, you were obviously vomiting blood at that time."
Ling looked at him with some disbelief, shook her head and said.
"Ah... that..."
As if he only remembered this after being told by the girl, Fangran's face showed a slight hint of embarrassment, and he scratched his cheek with his fingertips and said silently:
"That's actually because I bit my tongue..."
Fangran coughed twice quickly and straightened up. Fangran showed off to Ling with a beaming look on his face:
"Ahem...Anyway, you saw how strong I was that night. It was only a matter of snapping my fingers to stop the rain. How could I be hurt by those scumbags who were no more than C-level at best?"
arrive."
"real?"
Thinking about the unparalleled sense of security she got from the young man that night, Ling believed it a little, looked at him and whispered, and rubbed her hair,