Blooming Tower of the West Wind

"Woof! Oooh, woof, woof, woof!" The door of the library suddenly opened, Tius' chubby body dangled from the doorknob, it seemed that he opened the door and planned to call for the meal time to not show up. Two masters and apprentices.

Theron supported her waist and stood up straight, bowing his head shyly, "I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't stand firmly."

Hipper couldn't tell whether he was glad or disappointed. He shook his head, walked past Theron, and said to Tius, "What's the matter? Are you in a hurry?"

"Woof woof woof woof..." Wang wu woof was still sobbing, obviously crying from hunger.Theron picked up Tius from behind and let him lie in his arms on all fours. Tius groaned a few times before closing his mouth.

At this time, Hipper asked softly, "Are you hungry too? I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

Theron pursed her lips into a smile, and now her mischievous eyes skipped over her nose and lips intentionally, "I'm just afraid that you're hungry, in fact, you've been...I feel a little absent-minded recently. Is it something you can't tell me?"

Hipper smiled noncommittally, and the fire lord chef approached steamingly, but was stopped by Hektra.The sizzling steam did not stop the determination of the water lord to serve the dishes himself, the cool water polo leaned over and blocked the fire lord's sight with a smile.

But Elvis's flaming skull peeked through its clear body, Theron smiled at it, and the cook slowly returned to the hearth to burn furiously.

Theron clenched his knife and fork, turned his attention back from the two high-ranking servants, and whispered to Hipper: "But I...but I want to know about you. I know that it is not your job that you are worried about. , I can feel it."

Hipper couldn't help laughing, resting her elbows on the table and resting her chin on her hands, "I like your sharpness, as I always say. But I'm not worrying about anything, and I don't need others to share it." .Don't worry about me, I didn't want to know all your thoughts, right? The little things you hide, you have things that you don't want to tell me, and there will be more in the future, so don't ask me, eh?"

Sitting directly opposite Hipper, Theron obviously felt some kind of pressure. Hipper's face was still warm, and his tone was still soft, but what he said made Theron feel ashamed first, and then stinging.

--Hipper is not willing to share her thoughts with her, nor does she want to know too much about her. The Archmage doesn't have any desire to know, and just wants to let the Holy Light belong to the Holy Light, and Seth's to Seth.

She seems to be asking too much, and if this continues, it will definitely cause Hipper's displeasure... Theron remembered what Lenning said, so he had to honestly say: "I'm sorry... I won't ask any more questions."

Theron gave in unexpectedly quickly, and Hipper felt a little bit of regret. Her original intention was just to let Theron not ask this question related to herself, but if she didn't ask anything, even if she was used to living alone Archmage will be lonely too.

What's more, she's used to Theron now.

"Well..." In the end, she gave up her defense and said flatly, "I'm not angry with you, I just declared my boundaries. Don't...don't make that expression."

Theron stuffed his mouth sullenly, perhaps not appreciating what Elvis had done with his heart.The fire lord hid in the fireplace, showing half of his skull and looking this way, nervously biting the semi-solidified magma on his hand while watching.

The second half of the meal was silent, Theron felt that he had messed up something, the wind around him was secretly blaming the elemental king for being too strict with her, Hipper couldn't laugh or cry, and felt that he would do nothing to appease Theron, these The wind is about to rebel for the king's only prince.

But communicating with humans is not her strong point. When she was sitting on the sofa, she struggled for a long time before she reached out and pinched Theron's hand on the armrest of the sofa, and said, "Just now... I just wanted to let you Know the manners of interacting with adults. First of all, of course young children are not appendages of adults. They... um... just because they can't be fully responsible for themselves, they must transfer some rights to guardians, but you...you grow up You're older, you'll be an adult next year, so..."

She looked eagerly at Theron, hoping that she would understand what she meant, and that it was time to test their understanding.

Still pouted, Theron said, "I know, I know, I know, to be an adult..."

Hipper stared at her blankly, as if wanting to say something else.

Theron was waiting for her too.

But in the end she just sighed, "Yes, that's right, that's right, that's right. I'm not...I won't hate you, you are my...'precious thing'."

It was a word Theron didn't understand, it wasn't in any language she knew.She frowned and waited for Hipper to explain, but Hipper didn't seem to have any intention of explaining.

"Read a book", she retreated to her seat, nestled comfortably in the cloth sofa, her whole body sank in the soft cushion, her legs lay flat on Tius' lazy cotton cushion, her head leaned back Then, a book floated in the air, between her and Theron, making it impossible for Theron to see her face clearly.

But she could see Hipper's body, slender limbs, fair hands, and well-manicured nails, making her fingertips look lustrous and delicate.

The hands are placed on both sides of the body, and the thin body floats on the soft cushion, making it even thinner. The slender waist and raised chest together form a soft curve that conforms to the aesthetic principle like a work of art.If she were a statue, Theron thought he would sleep with the statue in his arms every day.

It is simply magical to attract people to touch.

However, she looked down at herself, feeling quite ashamed.I don't know how many times I envied Hipper, and I don't know how many times I secretly made up my mind to become a person who can be compared with Hipper.

Read well, this is an insignificant but indispensable small step in a vast project.The little elemental messenger reluctantly looked away from the teacher.

The secret look at each other is always staged in turn. When Theron calms down and reads a book, he will not find Hipper peeking at her. Poetry flaps its wings quietly.

More and more words describing women were easily memorized in her mind. When Theron talked to her with a smile, these words "exuding the fragrance of myrrh" swirled in her mind, triggering her The part about imagination even simulates the atmosphere surrounded by laurel, vanilla and frankincense.

Birds can't help but sing sweet songs because she speaks. Are there any singing birds in the tower?No, so Hipper's mind pictured the warbler singing, so of course she couldn't hear Theron's voice.

She frowned and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I... uh... I said, will the fire be stimulated by the energy of the earth veins? Will the crystallized crystals be melted when they encounter lava, or will the lava be crystallized?"

The female mage came back to her senses, "Oh, the "Yearbook" has a conjecture about the energy of volcanoes and leylines, but there are still no actual observations...records."

She lowered her head and didn't look at Theron, so as not to affect her thoughts, "Do you want to ask, crystallization and lava are both things that earth elemental creatures are afraid of, so what is the connection between them?"

"Yes! I didn't find such a book..."

"D27, I think it's worth seeing." Hipper couldn't help standing up, and walked to the library secretary to write a line of small words. D27 flew towards them, the book fell into Hipper's arms, and the Archmage handed her over to the apprentice who had disturbed her.

They each went back to their desks, and Hipper turned a page, and turned back the unicorn observation diary spread under the table, so as to hide the previous page, which seemed to be a sketchy, fragmentary one. verse.

Most of them describe sunshine and dew.

No one needs to point it out, she herself knows that this is not right.Her focus on Theron was too much.

Whether it is to use the beautiful words on Theron, or to see the poems describing the heartbeat, I feel that my heart is being told.

In the past few days, she has been keen on reading some ancient poetry collections. Compared with the landscape poetry that she used to like, now she likes romantic poetry more. Clearly.

This is probably the greatness of poets...they use the most delicate words to express the most obscure thoughts.

She closed the book and sighed.In the past, she would occasionally panic because she lacked some ordinary human emotions, but now these poems prove that her emotions are just not easily attracted.

From ancient times to the present, so many people, so many people have the same feeling, how many people will tremble slightly because of seeing these verses?

But as many analytical articles have pointed out, most of the exaggeratedly romantic words of poets were born in the ecstasy of love, and they were so emotional that any stimulation would make them flood their laurels. Form a song-like verse.

Ecstasy, an active emotion triggered by objective beauty, is an ideal tendency in the human brain, not objective itself.Although he has never experienced it before, the archmage with an excellent aesthetic theory foundation can still judge what kind of state he is in.

People who fall into ecstasy are just blinded by their own impulsive imagination, and they will naturally return to normal as long as they stand still for a period of time.Based on this theory, she was extremely grateful that she had found a school for Theron in advance.

No, it was worse, it blew away the last layer of fog on her elusive mind. To admit that she was in a love ecstasy and deal with this period of abnormality based on this, of course, she must first admit that she really , really fell in love unilaterally because of such a small child.

Why would a mature, rational, middle-aged woman feel in love with such a simple, young, and weak child?It's just absurd, weird, and unreasonable.

The author has something to say: Kill that dog!

Unless otherwise specified, the poems in this article are all quoted from Sappho's collection of poems, which should have been mentioned earlier.

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