Blooming Tower of the West Wind

Because of this, Hipper came here, the mist in her eyes was filled, and the silver radiance was filled with color, so it seemed to be as radiant as the sky. Those eyes stared at Theron in a dazed way. For a long time, Theron slammed heartbeat.

"I have a little free time, I can rest for a while, and as a teacher, I have the responsibility to accept your mage tower construction work, so I choose to come and see you." As before, there are sufficient objective and subjective reasons, which belong exclusively to Xi Po's perfect answer, but her expression looks so beautiful and soft that Theron can't tell who caused which.

Some kind of impulse made her just want to bow her head and kiss, but the wild heartbeat is now pulling a thorn, and every time it retracts and releases, it makes her blood hurt.

But Hipper didn't give her much time to hesitate, and her attention turned to the food. She left the railing she was leaning on, walked to the shelf where the food was placed, took some of the same, and sat at the place where Theron usually read a book when he was free. Concentrate on eating.

Theron stared at her blankly, not willing to move his eyes away, until Hipper raised his head and expressed his secret displeasure at her behavior: "Don't just watch me eat, come and eat together, there are still a lot of food left, There are no footstools in your tower to help digest leftovers."

Theron suddenly smiled, it turned out that Tius still had such a purpose, no wonder it was already chubby when I saw it.When she walked over, Hipper stretched out a hand, squeezed her fingertips, and gently squeezed her to sit down, took a sip of water, and asked seriously: "What kind of water is this? It's sweet, and it's so sweet. Not sugar."

"Uh, lake water." Theron also answered seriously, following her words, "boiled and let it cool down. I used a lava pot with volcanic rock, so I don't know whether it's source or method caused the sweetness. .”

Hipper tasted it seriously, and there were still some powdered spices sprinkled on the grilled beef strips in her mouth, which made it look much younger.

"Well... I have to say that it tastes very similar to some mountain spring water I've drank. I guess its flavor is the unique flavor of lake water, but I'm going to try it out tomorrow."

"You really can't rest for a moment." Theron admired from the bottom of her heart. After all, she shouldn't do any experiments during the rest time. This should be regarded as some kind of unspoken rule she learned in the "human world".

"No, no, no, this isn't work at all," Hipper waved his hand, then tapped his knuckles rhythmically on the surface of the table, "This is the basic tool for me to understand the world, just like touching and listening. You can't say I use a pen to write at work, and I shouldn't touch pen and ink in my spare time."

Theron pursed his lips and smiled, continuing to eat his own food.Hipper is endearing just because of that.

The way of getting along seems to be fixed in this way. Theron always delays asking when Hipper will leave, and the old mage seems to pretend not to know that he has to leave.Usually Theron wakes up a little earlier in the morning and adds some different tricks to Hipper's breakfast before she gets up. After a long time, not only the water lord who accompanied her through her adolescence when she had a crush on Hipper, but even the fire lord The chef couldn't stand the happy expression on her face anymore.

During this period of time in Yongning Lake, Hipper seemed to never suffer from insomnia anymore. When she went downstairs to eat in the morning, she was always full of energy, so that Theron almost forgot that Hipper often suffered from insomnia. More than ten days have passed.

She simply and indiscriminately attributed to "the beautiful natural environment is beneficial to the treatment of insomnia and depression and other emotional problems", the last time in St. Terrence, and the trip to Modanlu, it seems that Hipper As long as she is in a place with beautiful scenery and fresh air, all the hidden anxiety in her body will be smoothed away.

Theron thought optimistically and bitterly: Maybe she herself realized this, so she chose to stay in Yongning Lake for a short time, not because she wanted to check the answer she doubted but was not sure by observing me.

Their breakfast was much slower than before, usually an hour before the meal was completely eaten, and then Hipper would find a book and sit on the terrace that Theron liked very much to read, Theron himself of course Always dangling by Hipper's side, and Hipper seems to have been used to this kind of company for a long time. When she asked "Is this delaying your work progress?", it was also more than ten days later up.

"Of course, of course not, and I have no idea."

Hipper pushed his glasses and said slowly: "Extensive reading is also necessary. After all, inspiration does not come all the time. It is the product of repeated stirring and fermentation of many materials in your consciousness. Without materials, there is no need to talk about fermentation." .”

Whether the old mage's words were an excuse for Theron is unknown. In short, the pampered Theron still lazily reads various idle books on the sofa or on the deck chair on the terrace every day like before Hipper came.If buying books is overwhelming, reading books is as slow and difficult as spinning. There are still many books in her newly expanded library that she has not read.

This is all because Luna borrowed a few more novels from her, and repeated reading of these novels took up part of her time. Now that Hipper came, she immediately hid these books in a secret cardboard box, which directly caused her to read. The speed has increased a lot.

But even though Yongning Lake was very quiet and peaceful, and the tower was high enough and quiet enough, Theron still found that Hipper would look pale and tired after four o'clock in the afternoon.

"What's the matter?" Theron couldn't help asking after observing for two days.

"My head hurts a little," Hipper originally took a sip of lemon tea, but then he explained expressionlessly, "It's an old problem."

"How old? Why didn't I find out before?"

Hipper took another sip in silence, the warmth and sweetness temporarily relieved the pain, "It's been like this since I came back from St. Terrence. I have seen a doctor, and the doctor said that this is probably a constant irritation. Tolerance, you can't speak too loudly, and you can't listen to too loud voices. Visually, from the moment you open your eyes, the pain will accumulate, and it will be unbearable at this time of the day." She rubbed her cheeks her temples, but pressing directly would cause her to suffer another kind of pain, so her face showed a kind of distress that she didn't know what to do.

Theron asked in a low voice: "Then... will it be relieved by pressing like this?"

"...That's right."

"Then let me do it! Can I press it for you?"

Hipper looked at her in great surprise.Theron felt that maybe he was too hot and frightened Hipper, and quickly explained: "It seems that many people will have this problem, the twins and Jane will have a headache because of being too tired, and sometimes even me. Ms. Sloat has a well-established massage method that can relieve this pain. If you feel uncomfortable, let me try it."

She was looking forward to Hipper's agreement. There is nothing more exciting than sharing the pain and troubles for the king. Hipper nodded hesitantly, and Theron leaned over happily.

Trouble ensued. Usually, when she and her classmates massaged each other's heads, there would not be such a sudden heartbeat, but now her fingertips had touched Hipper's cheek.

It's not that she hasn't touched Hipper's cheek, just after Hipper fell asleep on her lap inexplicably last time, she also touched it once to make Hipper's pillow more comfortable.The archmage's face had a smoothness that didn't match her age. She supported Hipper's chin with one hand to fix her head, and the other hand was to be inserted into the hair from the back of the neck to press the bottom of the skull.

This made the distance between them suddenly become ambiguous, and Theron's arms were wrapped around Hipper's head, so that the archmage almost fell into her arms.Hipper still looked at her with a trace of curiosity and doubts, and Theron looked down at her, her breathing gradually becoming short, unwilling to live up to such a simple expectation, and at the same time wanting to destroy it severely.

She still held Hipper's chin, and she could kiss her soft lips as soon as she lowered her head.

Maybe it was because Theron's gaze was too hot. Just when Theron was still hesitating, Hipper lowered his head slightly to avoid her sight and closed his eyes.Hipper stayed in her arms docilely, and her head would swing with her slight movements, giving her the illusion that "Hipper lets me do whatever she wants".

"Theron...is this the start?"

"...Well, yes." She began to slowly and firmly press some muscles attached to her temples, rubbing her fingertips around her cheeks, sometimes even her shoulders and neck.

The girl's fingertips swept back and forth on Hipper's body, and she enjoyed it silently, sinking in the warm fragrance.The eyes that couldn't help opening turned into not being able to close them, and the emotions of peace of mind and relaxation kept trying to drag her into the depths of the dream.

But what is more bewildering than this is that in this dream, she hoped that Theron would bow his head and return to that kiss.She closed her eyes, feeling the warm and moist breath on her face, trying to raise her eyes, but couldn't.

Until Theron said: "Okay, how do you feel now?"

She woke up from the dream without regret, and then felt a lot more relaxed. She forced herself to focus on the discussion of the effect of this massage, at least it could make her ignore the shameless girl in her arms. thought. "It's much more comfortable. Why did Ms. Sloat do this?"

Theron let go of her head, as if slowly letting go of a piece of expensive china on display.

"Maybe it's because of her eyes? I just found out that she can't see... In order to mobilize the elemental vision, her eyes are very loaded. So she figured out this one by herself... I can help you click every day, If you don't mind. We do the same in the studio." She tried her best to pretend not to care, implicitly implying that Hipper was just a common mutual help among classmates, and at the same time thought optimistically: If she She wouldn't refuse a hug under the river bed, and she probably wouldn't refuse such a massage, would she?

As she wished, Hipper nodded, "If it doesn't trouble you, I think I need it very much."

The author has something to say: I hope everyone calls me a model worker.I slept for more than 4 hours last night. I wrote 1k5 when I woke up on the first flight, and wrote 500 when I was waiting for the second flight at the airport (mainly queuing + eating...

I got home at 10 o'clock, dragging my exhausted body, opened the box, set up my device, and wrote the rest of the words. Yesterday, I didn't have enough 3000 and no little red hair... My full attendance will be gone...