The Golden Age: Colotia I

It hurts.

Estier held the child firmly under her body with one hand, and gently moved the stone slab on her body with the other hand. The stone slab moved slightly, and a large cloud of dust fell, which was very suffocating in this small space. About Xiuya was beside her, and he raised his hand to support a huge boulder above her, blood was quietly spreading on the ground.

But there is no way to do this. If you don't do this, the boulder will immediately fall on Estier and the little girl.

They lay quietly in the ruins, waiting, waiting for their friends to arrive, they believed... no, they firmly believed that they would definitely come.

The little girl's thin cry echoed in the darkness, Estier heard Joshua panting lightly.He was always like this, persistent and patient, he never let himself worry, she smiled in the dark.

Don't worry, Joshua, I'm no longer the little girl I used to be, and I won't worry you anymore, we've always been together, haven't we?

The two hands that were groping in the dark held together, and Joshua carried the boulder on his shoulders.

"It's so dark...I'm so scared..." The little girl's sobs were weak, "Sister, can we go out? I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid," Estier's other arm hugged the little girl tightly, she smiled in the darkness, her smile was still as bright as the sun, "someone will come to save us," she hugged in the dark Tightened the girl, "I will." Just as Kolos will always believe in her, she will always believe in her.

Joshua laughed while panting: "Estil, no matter what time of day, you are always so energetic."

"Of course, because I'm Estelle!"

Suddenly, a cold hard object slipped into her palm, she took it dazedly, and gently stroked it, the familiar touch and shape, it was Joshua's harmonica.

"...You say, shall we leave it to Olivier?"

"Of course, this has been agreed a long time ago!" Estelle switched the harmonica to the other hand, "Sister Carling will be very happy to know, after all, Olivier is the one we have met, the music The most talented people."

"My sister will be willing."

In the darkness and the threat of death, they talked in a gossiping tone, just because they had nothing to fear, and the little girl who was held in Estelle's arms gradually stopped crying and listened attentively. They talk.

"Sister, can you play the harmonica?"

"Yes, but my sister can't blow it now," Estier said with a smile, "I'll blow it for you when I go out later, okay?"

"Okay," the little girl forgot her fear and almost clapped her hands, "is Mr. Olivier okay too?"

"Of course, I will let him play with you, he is a very good person, you will definitely like him." Estier thought for a while, "I don't know your name yet, can you tell me ?”

"My name is Lilian, and it's my mother's name." The little girl said in a childish voice.

"It's such a beautiful name," Joshua whispered, his voice was already very weak, and the rumble of cannons outside made the little girl tremble, and she began to cry again, "Don't cry, good boy, you She's a brave girl."

Estelle took a few breaths lightly: "Lilian, my sister will sing for you, okay?"

After finishing speaking, she hummed a tune lightly, low and soft, with twitches and twists, which made the hard and cold rock seem to have a little warmth.She hummed very low and slowly, searching for almost blurred memories in her mind.

My mother used to hold her like this, humming softly in the place that used to be a monument, soft and sweet, she had never heard such a beautiful song.Nestled in her mother's arms, she listened quietly until the voice became lower and lower, and finally fell into silence.

She felt something warm flowing from the corner of her mouth, but she still didn't stop, singing over and over again, just like her own mother, protecting the child in her arms.

Just like that, always, always.

Until the sun appeared, until the purple-haired and blond figure came.

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