Blooming Tower of the West Wind

Theron shook his head quickly, like a frightened little beast, quickly jumped out of Hipper's side.

She ran downstairs until she stood against the wall in shock, her heart was beating fast, and she didn't know what was going on.

She hurriedly changed her clothes, went to the living room early to activate the fire lord chef, and whispered to her that Hipper was back, and the fire lord immediately started cooking.

Seeing her appearing in the living room unharmed, Tius rushed over and circled around her, sounding extremely concerned. Theron picked her up and sat on the sofa to comfort her for a while. , Tius sniffed her body, and nodded seriously after seeing that she was fine.

There was a pecking sound outside the window, Theron opened the window and let Charmodale fly in. After taking out the letter, Charmoder flapped his wings impatiently and flew out, probably exhausted.

There were several letters in it, two of them were from Theron, which was unprecedented!One was from "Red Leaf Junior School", obviously written by the twins, and the other was from Hipper, postmarked by Salatello. When Theron saw the handwriting, he felt as if he had been hit by a huge ecstasy. She woke up with Hipper, but she never wrote to herself.

But it must be embarrassing to read her letter in front of Hipper, right?She cast a quick glance at the door, then opened the envelope.

It is the draft paper style commonly used at home, and the handwriting is Hipper's own. If there is any difference between the water lord's ghostwriting and the mage's own writing, it is probably that the tip of the pen will leave subtle turns and scratches, so the ink is heavy. It is different from ink writing controlled by pure mana.

This letter, written by Hipper herself but arriving home later than herself, was undoubtedly written by her herself, and Theron could almost imagine her seriously writing with a pen under a ball of light.

Curved neck, exquisite earlobes, fine hair, gold-rimmed glasses, faded eyes, and sometimes slightly pursed lips because of thinking about words.

"Dear Theron:

Although research is a personal matter, the research results of one person will undoubtedly join the academic community, and the research results of all people converge into this fictional group.

But human consciousness cannot be known to others a priori, so announcing the results to others is almost as important as doing the research itself, especially when you are sure you are right and realize your responsibility as a researcher when.

The conference is a very important means of announcement. The conference often has a theme, and people in the relevant research direction will come up with their own achievements to exchange opinions and collide ideas at the conference. Such exchanges often help the generation of new ideas. The benefits are undoubtedly huge and tangible.

However, human beings are also quite complex creatures. Different individuals with different purposes meet each other, and they are divided into circles according to blood relationship, division, country, interests, etc., and they compete with each other and quarrel. Sometimes such quarrels will become vicious. In the vicious circle, even disregarding the facts and the truth, which makes the interpersonal relationship present a very chaotic and noisy form.

Many researchers are not good at dealing with people, but due to the importance of the meeting, the researchers had to get involved in it personally.Unfortunately, I am one of them. Regarding interpersonal matters, I often have to rely on the help of my senior brothers and sisters. A place to concentrate on doing what I love.

However, I think you have also noticed that my relationship with them is undoubtedly a part of human relationship.Being born in the world, such things are inevitable, you have friends and enemies, and you and strangers are constantly intersecting.But again, unfortunately, there is nothing I can do to teach you more about this.I'm glad you have friends of your own and I hope you cherish them.

Not well-known. "

Theron couldn't explain how he felt, he just felt that there was something stuck in his heart, and Hipper was so pitiful.

Perhaps, "There are things Hipper can't do", this cognition is what frustrates her the most. Before that, she has always felt that Hipper is omniscient and capable of pleasing herself all the time.

The elemental king is not omnipotent, she is also powerless but has to force herself to do things.

She knows how beautiful and blooming her teacher will be when she does what she likes, so she feels very sorry that she has to force herself.

Want to protect her.Probably all the elements around her think so.The wind element whispered.

Suddenly, a series of crisp footsteps came from upstairs, Theron was startled, and quickly hid all the letters under the cotton pad of Tius, and explained seriously: "Little cutie, hide it for me, don't Be seen by the teacher!"

"Wang!"

Tius probably agreed, and pushed the letter under his body. Although he couldn't see his eyes or expression, Theron felt its solemnity and seriousness. This should be an agreement between his friends.

Hipper walked in.The casual look just now was tidied up again, the long light golden hair was meticulously coiled on his head, but he did not wear a robe, only a wide-sleeved shirt and vest on his upper body, and narrow trousers and leather shoes on his lower body.The proper tailoring sets off her tall and feminine figure, which Virgil calls "the ascetic little boy".

Theron has always remembered this word related to Hipper, and after her reading became more and more extensive, she finally understood the meaning of this word.

It's quite appropriate.

Hipper subconsciously touched her face and asked Theron, "What are you looking at me for?"

Theron shook his head and lowered his head shyly: "Teacher, I... um... If I want to, I will break into your room and accept any punishment..."

"Actually, I haven't made a rule not to enter my room, so I can't blame you for this, but I do want to reiterate that I have requirements for personal distance. Although I don't reject contact with you..."

The subtle expression on Hipper's face was rare and rich, and she could see that she was a little embarrassed by her thinking and words, but Theron waited obediently, staring at her with emerald eyes, quiet and obedient.

Hipper suddenly smiled, "As I said last night, I don't blame you for it. Thank you for getting up so early and letting Elvis prepare breakfast."

"This is what I should do."

Today Elvis accidentally made hot muffins, meatloaf, and minced eggs. Butter and honey melted on the hot muffins, which made people's index fingers twitch before they were placed on the plate.

"Theron, did you get my letter?"

"Er...not yet."

"Strange, Charmoder should be back."

"I'll look downstairs after dinner, and maybe Charmodale just went straight back to his perch."

Hipper nodded, and after eating his share without saying a word, he sat on the sofa with a book.

Her footsteps seemed dragged and heavy, and after a night of sleep, her fatigue still persisted.

Theron didn't know how to please her, so he walked downstairs silently, and Tius followed her obediently, one person and one stool nestled at the corner of the stairs, Theron squatted down and pinched Tius's front foot, and whispered to it: " We must first hide the letter addressed to me in the room, and then take her letter up, come, bring it out to me!"

Tius stood on two hind legs, revealing a white cotton pad, with a cloth belt tied in the middle of the cotton pad, and inside the cloth belt were several letters handed to him by Theron.Theron pulled out the envelopes, hid two of his own in the room, and gave the rest to Hipper.

Hipper just reclined on the sofa with a cushion behind her, the book hanging in front of her, but not open.

She seemed to be in a daze, and it seemed that the meeting she said took all her energy.She was originally a very energetic researcher, teaching Theron during the day, reading books at noon and writing papers at night, staying up late to find information, and taking care of Theron's puzzles, but now she is so tired that she seems to have taken cotton Same with the cushions.

"teacher……"

Hipper stood up, took the letter and said, "This can't work, I feel my own decadence, I have to go back to the library to keep my focus." She said and went out, and Theron sighed.

Unexpectedly, Hipper poked his head in from the door, "Theron, what are you in a daze for? I want to check your homework, please go to the library with me."

Theron followed in a panic, but for some reason, his mood became very excited.Hipper is probably the kind of person who can think and be happy. She was thinking wildly, followed behind Hipper, and boldly held her hand, and Hipper naturally held her.

Theron gave Hipper the reading notes and practice homework, and Hipper sat at his desk and put on his glasses to observe carefully.

Theron stood before her.

Hipper turned a few pages before looking up and saying, "You don't have to be with me, you can do your own thing. Didn't Charmodale bring your friends' replies? And my letters to you...Are you going to reply to me? "

Theron shook his head and smiled shyly: "Shall I give it to you in person? It's a bit embarrassing to imagine."

Hipper nodded in agreement: "I also hope that I have no chance to receive your letter."

Theron caught an unusual hint: only when she left Aymecortes did she need to write to Hipper.

If given the chance, she certainly hoped to stay by Hipper's side all the time.

She went back to her room to get her letter, and opened it to check the latest results the twins could provide her.

The good news came:

"The longest water elemental spell is of course the extremely troublesome water lord's covenant spell. Of course, this does not include forbidden spells. I mean forbidden spells like draining a lake to summon a rift storm. Most people won't know it, but you Ask the right person, this is written in an encyclopedia of enlightenment. As I told you, it is the kind of work that a small publishing house opens up the market. The watercolor illustrations are very beautiful. I suspect it is written by elves, so I The elder sister who works in the library took it to her collection. Cut the nonsense, there are eight lines in total.”