Fireflies were scurrying in the palm of my hand, moths surrounded the fire, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke. Christine and Rikka were sitting in the garden under the old tree, and the former took out some food from the storage bag.
, while the latter was still looking at the other party with some worry.
Although Rikka always looks carefree on weekdays, she is not heartless, so she can naturally detect something strange about Christine.
And after reading countless romance novels, Rikka has already formed a concept of love, even if it seems a little perfect and a little illusory.
"Did you know that dark elves can only stay with one person of their own race for the rest of their lives, regardless of gender or status. This is an ancient inheritance, and it is also a commitment to the other half."
"Compared to humans, both dark elves and other alien races have slightly different views on love. But when it comes to loyalty to love, the elves are unmatched."
"I used to think the same way, and I used to regard the other person as my life. However, it wasn't until I returned to the Whispering Forest that time and smashed the chewing wine with my own hands that I realized that it was just wishful thinking on my part."
Christine sighed, and then drank all the ale in the glass. Her bright red pupils were filled with mist, but no more tears fell.
From the meeting of childhood sweethearts, to the secret acquaintance, and then to the lifelong acquaintance. Christine once believed that she and the other party could grow old together, and that one day they could watch their children grow up with a smile.<
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However, this imaginary picture was eventually stained with countless mildew spots, and itself began to collapse. The smiling face collapsed, and finally distorted into a terrifying ghost face. The blue sky was replaced by gray, and white clouds
It turned into a pustule, and the sun, moon and stars fell one after another.
But just when it was about to die, the scroll was suddenly put away and thrown into the fire. The numb pupils slowly focused, and the stiff body relaxed little by little.
"Well, if it was Rikka, I would have killed him just now. Because there is no mercy for those ruthless guys!"
"Whether it's humans, dark elves, or other alien races. Love is love. Isn't it a private matter that can only involve two people? Why does it have to be so complicated?"
"If you don't like it, tell it earlier. If you don't love it, tell it earlier. It's really disgusting to be so disconnected! And those words of explanation, what's there to explain? It's just an excuse for the winner to show off his power."<
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"If it were Rikka, the whole family would be in a state of stink. I'm sorry. Rikka doesn't like to hear the words 'I'm sorry', let alone say them from the mouth of the one she loves."
"Of course, people don't know much about what happened between Sister Christine and that bastard, but no matter what, we can't do it to each other, let alone in front of each other."
"Five-legged pig beasts are rare to see in a hundred years, but there are so many people walking upright. According to Rikka, it is not worth the sadness, let alone the tears."
Rikka was chewing nuts while talking to herself. Although these words seemed a bit incoherent, they were her true thoughts.
Rikka's character is like this. If you like her, you will like her, and if you hate her, you will hate her. If you can't get along well, then you might as well just stay away from each other.
Although she had no experience with love, and no one even talked to her about these things, Rikka always firmly believed that the basis of love is like, and like is a very subjective feeling.
It's like a high tower. If the upper layer is damaged, it can be repaired, but if the foundation is damaged, there are only two results: either it must be torn down and rebuilt, or you can only watch it collapse. "Haha, I didn't expect that I, a dark elf who has lived for more than four hundred years, would now be lectured into silence by a little girl."
"Although your words are too ideal, they still make sense. Maybe it's time to let go. The other person is not worth my trouble."
Christine sighed again, and then whispered back. How could she not understand what Rikka said, but it was one thing to know it for herself, but it was another thing for someone to point it out.
Untying a scar must be heartbreaking, and only the person involved can know the pain. But this pain is also the beginning of a new life, and the healed mark has become the toughest part of the body.
"Rikka, do you still remember how to make chewing wine? Let's accompany my sister to make some again in a few days." Christine often let out a sigh, and then a smile appeared on her face again.
"But I'm curious, since you like Boom, why are you willing to call yourself brother and sister?"
"But that's okay. Boom can at least become a high-level magician, and you are an ancient beast. You two will live a long life."
"Love is something that needs to be accumulated over time. My advice is never to rush it, because doing so will definitely be counterproductive."
"No matter how I whisper in the forest, I still have a few acquaintances. Would you like my sister to find you a dark elf boyfriend? A very handsome and powerful one."
Christine pinched Rikka's cheek, her eyes full of doting. However, her words were a bit explicit, and Rikka almost choked to death on the snack.
"Oh, although I hope that Sister Christine can get back on her feet, sister, you are making fun of Rikka. I don't want any handsome dark elf guy. Having a brother is enough for me. In my heart, I just..."<
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When Rikka heard the words, her face turned red instantly, and her retorts became more and more inaudible. But her brows were filled with happiness, because it was a feeling of being blessed and the satisfaction of being recognized.
"But Rikka should be careful. If Boom goes one step further, his status as a high-level professional will attract the attention of many people, including some women who plan to marry him. In addition, Boom's mentality has always been flawed.
So maybe he was abducted by someone."
"If this kind of thing really happens, then I will personally kill the other person, but you must not be hot-headed. Men are strange creatures. They seem smart, but in fact most of them are stupid."<
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Christine changed the subject and her tone became a little more serious. Perhaps she had just come out of grief, so Christine was extremely sensitive to matters of love.
"No! If my brother really falls in love with someone else, Rikka will bless them. But if anyone dares to tease my brother, Rikka will naturally kill them with her own hands!"
"But sister Christine, what we said today can't be rotten in our stomachs. I don't want to be laughed at by my brother."
Rikka looked at each other with some embarrassment, then turned around and rushed into the tree house. Christine shook her head with a wry smile, thinking that these siblings were really interesting. The brother was worried that he spent too many gold coins on buying tea, while the sister was worried about spending too many gold coins on tea.
I secretly promised it, but I didn’t dare to point it out.
Kristine turned her attention to an ancient tree, and saw that she waved her hand, and some of the carvings on it disappeared. The laughter in the tree house became clearer and clearer, and after the door was closed, only some fallen leaves were still floating.