After ten hours of flight, the plane finally landed slowly.Ema hadn't woken up when she got off the plane. She didn't blink until she walked out of the airport and was blown by the fresh cool wind.

When she woke up, she felt in a trance that she had fallen into another dream.

The sky is as blue as a dream, just like the best painters carefully painted, the big white clouds are like cotton candy that will fall down in the blink of an eye, and people can't help but want to reach out and touch them.The mountains and forests in the distance stretch into the borderline, as if the end of the world has been drawn by someone.

Facing the picture scroll that suddenly unfolded in front of her eyes, the country bumpkin Ema was completely stunned.

"It seems that there is no mistake in choosing this place." Holding Mi who was already running around excitedly, Yachen smiled softly, "On behalf of Oslo, the capital of Norway, welcome."

"Brother Ya, don't make you look like a Norwegian." Ema subconsciously retorted in a distracted state, and then took a deep breath, as if she wanted to use the clean air of this land to breathe out the filth. Purify yourself thoroughly.She turned around, and for the first time showed a bright and undisguised smile to the brothers in the row behind her.

"Then, let's start our journey quickly."

Having just experienced a long flight, they did not start to play immediately, but took a car to the hotel that had already been booked.As the Asahina family who are not short of money, of course they will not wrong themselves to go on a poor trip. They have already contacted the local tour guide as early as when they were in Japan, as their guide and driver during the tour.

The driver was a man named Anders in his early thirties. When he heard him introduce himself in English, Ema's eyes could not help but drifted to his hairline, which was almost in the middle of his head.And when he saw a group of fourteen of them mighty and mighty, and learned that they were a family, he also expressed his surprise.

"Japan's policy of rewarding childbearing is more favorable than Norway's?"

To this question, the Asahina family all smiled.

Anders has a square face with a serious expression and looks serious, giving people a feeling that he is not easy to get close to.And except when explaining or answering questions, he doesn't take the initiative to speak, as if to weaken his sense of existence.

"Today you are staying in the most distinctive hotel in Oslo. It was built on the top of the hill in the wealthy district. Its history can be traced back to 1894." Anders finished speaking, paused for a moment, and continued, "Maybe we can meet in the hotel lobby. to an Arabian prince or something."

Ema wasn't quite sure if he was joking or telling the truth, given how rigid his expression was.

When the two-hour bus stopped, Ema looked at her watch. The time displayed on it was three o'clock in the morning in Japan. At this moment, the sky in Norway was still bright, as if it was daytime.

She has always had a hard time with geography, and she can't even figure out which side of the globe is on Northern Europe, and it is even more difficult for her to calculate the time difference.Kiori, who often helped her with extra lessons, naturally understood her weakness, took her hand considerately, and helped her set the time on her watch forward by seven hours.

"So it's eight o'clock in the evening, Norwegian time?" Ema looked up at the sun that was still high in the sky, and before she could ask a question, Kiori had already started to explain.

"The daytime in Northern Europe is relatively long. Basically, the sun doesn't set until after ten o'clock in the evening, but it is already dawn at three o'clock in the morning."

"Then the Nordic people don't have nightlife?" Yao seemed very sympathetic.Naturally, it is impossible to wear cassocks when traveling. Now he is wearing a black T-shirt with a white casual suit, and a gray scarf loosely adorned around his neck, showing a kind of carelessness and wantonness.

Ema has to admit that sometimes she has a better sense of dressing than Ryukyu, who is a stylist.After all, Lusheng's style is often mixed with artistry that she can't understand-and he is particularly persistent about it.

Yusuke couldn't help giving him a blank look, "You are the one who regrets it." Do you really think that everyone doesn't know the love affair plan he has in mind?

"Minors should not join this topic."

Or toss Yusuke's hair unceremoniously, and then he opens it with a grin.

Fengdou, who is also a minor, said disdainfully: "Don't make it sound like you were very obedient when you were a minor."

The older brothers couldn't help but nodded in agreement after hearing this sentence. Obviously, they were not obedient children when they were young.

The Holmenkollen Hotel where they are staying today is indeed worthy of the high price, and it looks very beautiful from the outside.It was not the kind of high-rise buildings they were used to, and with the one floor built underground, there were only three floors in total.The hotel is divided into two parts, old and new. They live in old houses dating back to the last century, using traditional gabled buildings with wooden facades.

According to Kiori, who is more of a qualified tour guide than Anders, most houses in Norway are made of wood.

There are many fabrics and wooden furnishings inside the hotel. On the ceiling of the lobby is a steel pipe in the shape of an organ, and decorations in the shape of snowflakes can be seen everywhere, reflecting the lingering light under the illumination of the lights.

"The winter in Northern Europe is relatively long, and the summer is not very hot. If we come later, it will become very cold." Kiori leaned into Ema's ear and gave her a small stove.

"Then can we go skiing in Switzerland?" Ema, who has not skied before, expressed her longing.

"...Switzerland belongs to Central Europe."

Before her brain could react, her face was already flushed red, Ema restrained the urge to hide her face, and nodded pretendingly, "Oh, that's a pity."

Glancing at her earlobe that was about to bleed, Qi Zhi swallowed her smile considerately, and cooperated with her: "I used to confuse Sweden with Switzerland, after all, their names are too similar."

So, Sweden is in Northern Europe?Ema, who had no idea about this, recited it silently several times in her heart, and decided to write these two names a hundred times when she went back to practice calligraphy.

Going up the spiral wooden stairs to the second floor, Ema feels like stepping into the history of a hundred years ago.The long and narrow corridor is covered with a red carpet woven with black national-style patterns. The ceiling and the walls on both sides of the corridor are made of red logs. Every other door is decorated with candlestick-style wall lamps. Although they are not very bright, they are dark red. Surrounded by tones, it gives people a touch of warmth.

Under the leadership of the waiter, everyone went to the room to store their luggage. Since there were two people in one room, Ema had no choice but to stay with the youngest Mi for one night-although she was used to living alone, she still felt a little uncomfortable psychologically. There was no resistance behind Mi's innocent and cheerful smile.

She seemed to be starting to really think of them as family members.Ema thinks so.

After tidying up, we all went downstairs to the restaurant for dinner.

The price of goods in Northern Europe is so high that Ema, who has a good social status but has not yet shaken off the heart of a commoner, is a little stunned. A glass of juice costs nearly ten euros—wait for her to convert—about [-] days Yuan!In comparison, Japan, which has always been known as high prices, is a bit ashamed.

When I was eating, the sun was setting, and looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant, I could actually overlook the city of Oslo below the mountain.With her chin propped up, Ema looked vaguely at the city facing the sea, backed by the mountains, and surrounded by trees with dots of lights. There were no high-rise buildings and no winding roads. Every small street seemed to be Whispering its stories.

"Nothing'simpossible." She whispered involuntarily.

It was Fengto who responded without thinking.

"There is a place called Wonderland."

The two movie lovers looked at each other and smiled, but the little secret that was not revealed was exposed by the light, "Do you think of yourself as Alice in Wonderland? Ema is fine... Fengtou you still It would be better to be that mouse."

Without waiting to counterattack Futoto who was glaring at him, he turned to Ema, hooked his long hair that fell on the side of his face behind his ears, and showed a bright smile without the slightest trace of makeup.

"You'll decide where it goes from here."

Ema didn't say a word, but raised the glass of juice to him as a response to the changed line.

"Clang!" The silver cutlery was thrown into the plate with a screeching sound, and Yujie stared at these people with an unfriendly expression, "Will you die if you speak human words?"

All right.Ema shrugged.It seems that Yusuke's English has not improved significantly yet.

After eating, the brothers who were tired all day went back to their rooms to rest.Still a little shy, Mixian came to Ema's room after taking a shower in Masato's room, hugging the little rabbit wherever he went, and slipped into the bed, only showing his two eyes, very well-behaved stared at her.

"Ya Jun told me to be obedient and not to disturb sister Ema." Mi used actions to show that she obeyed her elder brother's advice.

Ema, who had just taken a shower, sat on the edge of the bed and wiped her hair with a towel, and laughed when she heard this, "Usually Mi is very good, so it's fine as before."

Although Mi is lively and active, and sometimes appears a little naive and ignorant, but she is well-behaved and sensible, never disobeying her brother's words, and I have never heard of any worries about her studies.Generally, a brat of this age can do well without jumping up and down, chasing chickens and beating dogs.

"Really?" Mi smiled and narrowed her eyes for a moment, then returned to her original shape, jumped out of the quilt, and knelt down beside her with the little rabbit puppet in her arms, "Today is the first time I slept with my sister .I have never slept with my mother."

"There must have been when I was young, but Mi forgot." No matter how nervous Meihe was, she would never throw the newly born child aside to busy with her career.

"Hmm..." Frowning and thinking hard for a while, he still couldn't find any memory, and shrugged his shoulders in frustration, "I forgot anyway."

Ema glanced at him.

"I do not have either."

"Eh?"

"My mother died when she was born." Of course, in this life, her father died at the same time.At that time, her eyesight was not yet fully developed, and she couldn't even see the appearance of the couple clearly.But later she secretly went to the cemetery to look at the photos. Her mother was very beautiful, but her father was just average.

It's just that her impression of those two people is a little blurred now.

Hearing Ema's words, Ya, who has not yet mastered the conversational skills of an adult, showed a sympathetic expression very bluntly, "My sister must be very sad."

To be honest, it didn't make much sense.At that time, she was still a little confused about her own situation, and she couldn't understand Japanese very well. She didn't understand the death of the couple until later when Rintaro carried her in his arms to the cemetery to pay homage.Afterwards, Rintaro, who has been concealing this matter, did not tell her about her biological parents in front of her.

If the couple had a soul in heaven, they should be very disappointed.

"Like Mi, I can't remember."

After finally drying his hair, Ema patted Mi's forehead and pushed him into the quilt, "Okay, good boy is going to sleep, and I will have the energy to play tomorrow after I sleep enough."

"Oh..." Mi obediently closed her eyes.

For the first time, Ema felt that children were not all troublesome things, pinched his flushed face, got up, turned off the light, and lay down beside him.

The quilt has been warmed by a child's body like a stove, and she, who has never been warmed by someone before, enjoys this feeling a little novelty, and closes her eyes comfortably.

Soon-

A thin finger hooked Ema's palm.

"The memory with my sister, Mi will never forget."

Ema opened her eyes, then closed them again.

He wrapped his backhand around that small but warm hand.

"Yes, me too."

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