Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

"First of all, I don't think smoking is good for your health." The mercury-haired girl said with a serious expression, "Secondly, even if it relieves stress, it can't be like yours. You should consider quitting smoking."

The black-haired man spread his hands, indicating that he would not touch cigarettes again, at least not in the past few days.Cressbell sighed a little, "Are you always like this?"

Fumeng propped his head up, with a smiling expression on his face, "What do you mean?" There seemed to be vastness and splendor in his golden eyes, and he tilted his head slightly, as if he couldn't understand what the girl was saying.

It is rare to see a bad taste coming up at this time, and it is rare to meet a well-behaved, serious and sensible child, of course I want to tease her.Although he looks young, his heart is very old.

Aging is not only physical, but also spiritual.Obviously he was also a teenager once upon a time, the man squinted his eyes, and there were many streams of light in the golden pupils, as if he was recalling the past and immersed in the past.It's just that when he opens his eyes, he will find that the so-called nostalgia is just thinking about the past.There was no nostalgia or nostalgia in his eyes.

His eyes are pure and empty, like the bright sun, which can't hold anything else but dazzling.No joy, no sorrow, no love, no hate.From this point of view, in fact, the man and Cressbey are very imaginative. Fate is always capricious, but it is always the same as before.

"It's just..." The silver-haired girl was silent for a while, obviously she didn't have anything, but she always felt shy to say it.

Shy, what a wonderful word.Even if those young men stood in front of him, her face would not show any other expression except coldness, but now she suddenly thought of being shy.It is hard to say whether it is progress or regress.Crexbel pursed her lips, "Compared to this, I want to know more, what are you troubled by?" She subconsciously changed the topic.

"Distress." The black-haired man repeated the word softly, his golden pupils stared straight at the ceiling, and there was nothing worth looking at above. "Speaking of which, Claire, do you want to try this?" Following her words, the girl's eyes fell on what he said, the hookah.

Crexbe carefully looked at the hookah in front of her, which looked like a handicraft.It is not so much a handicraft as a luxury.Because in the beautiful blue with changes, there are spots like gravel, shining with golden light.It is a high-quality lapis lazuli, and gold is also used as an auxiliary. The production and materials of this hookah are quite good.

Distinguish the taste, the taste of tangerine, rose, layer upon layer, and the taste of graceful spices.Layers of these flavors build up and eventually explode together.Although Crexbe is a young girl, she has lived in the ice and snow all year round, so she is not particularly able to adapt to this gorgeous taste.

There was also a girl of the same gender who introduced the perfume, but the silver-haired girl didn't care at all.

It seems a little too fragrant.Thinking this way, as expected, the young snake sneezed.

"Hmm—" The girl rubbed her nose uncomfortably, and there was a little water in her mercury-colored pupils.Seeing her like this, the man smiled and shook his head, "Okay, let's talk about other things." At this time, he seemed to have returned to his previous appearance, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear, and motioned for her to sit down. beside, rather than sitting on the ground.

"How long do you intend to stay here?"

This is the fifth year that the girl has lived in the Adaibiling Observatory. Now she has integrated well here, and it can even be said that she has integrated into human beings.

Crexbe was silent for a while, "I want to stay for a few more years." She thought of the humorous old professor, classmates with different personalities, and serious and persistent teacher. She learned a lot in Adaibiling thing.There is a feeling of home here, even if it is a place with her kind, it is not her home, only here.

The man sighed, his voice was low, his eyes were covered by thick and thick eyelashes, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely cold. "I think you should know that you are different from them. You are destined to leave here, and this will not be the last." His fingers tapped his knees lightly, "You still have more time, and you are destined not to be somewhere Survive. You must travel the world in exile."

This is an established destiny.

The girl pulled out a smile, "It doesn't sound good." The hand on the skirt slowly turned around, palm facing up.Those mercury-colored eyes looked at the lines on the palm, as if they were drawing the lines on it.

"It's really not good." The man shrugged, "But you have to get used to it." As if thinking of something, he reached out and touched his pocket, and took out a small iron box, which was no bigger than a palm. When he opened it, It was a cigarette, he picked one at random and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it. "In human terms, I think it's called—"

"One should always look forward."

Two voices sounded together, obviously they coincided with each other.The man was smoking a cigarette, and his words were unclear, "Yeah, always look forward." Crexby's calm voice sounded again, "Sir, please forgive me, usually, this sentence is It is a word that is used when someone dies, when others want to comfort the living, or when they have experienced a major setback."

"Don't be so concerned." The man laughed while holding a cigarette between his slender index finger and middle finger, "Clay, has anyone ever told you that you are very respectful and polite?" The girl nodded, not quite understanding why he said that, and the man asked again: "Did anyone tell you that you are old-fashioned?" The girl shook her head, but no one had ever said such things to her.Claire cast a questioning look at the other party, only to see that the other party was still smiling, "I think you are very suitable to be a maid?"

"Ma...servant?"

It's not that Crexbe doesn't understand what a maid is, but because she does, she is puzzled. How is she like a maid?

"Speak and do things seriously, stern, polite, except for some honesty." The man said with a smile.The girl with long silver hair blinked, "But honesty is a virtue."

Hearing her words, the man nodded irrefutably, "It is indeed a virtue, but you have to know that many people don't like honesty. Although honesty is very important, most people like honesty within a certain range. This is the truth that Crexby has been learning for nearly ten years but still can't understand, what she says is always the truth, and there will always be only the truth.

It's better in a place like Adaibiling, which is full of strong research atmosphere, because most scholars are like this, but if it goes to society, this characteristic is not so popular.

"That's why I always annoy people when I'm traveling." The young snake seemed to have a new research proposition, but it was clear that she was doomed to solve this perceptual problem. Unpredictable.

When I was still an animal, the nature always emphasized that the winner is king, and the weak are prey to the strong, but after I have my own consciousness, I am always immersed in the ocean of knowledge and become popular. The simplicity of the innate and acquired environment has caused today's Claire. Cosby.

"In short, human beings still need to learn how to socialize." Hearing this, the girl immediately frowned. In her opinion, studying this kind of thing is better than reading a few more books, maybe you can research something new up.Seeing her appearance, the man immediately knew what she was thinking, he stood up, "Think about it, all this."

His voice and figure suddenly became indistinct, and at some point there was smoke in the room again, "Good luck, little girl."

At this moment, it seemed that he was not in a room with a limited area. The man was walking forward, getting farther and farther away, and his figure became fainter and fainter in the smoke, and finally disappeared completely.

If it weren't for the smell of tangerines and roses at the tip of the nose, one would almost think it was just a dream.Crexbe blinked, and lay down on the bed, spread out in a large font. Although the posture was not particularly ladylike, it made people feel at ease.Ten seconds later, she turned her body and curled up on her side, her mercury-colored long hair spread out.

It was rare for her to feel a little confused. What the husband said was not unreasonable. Her special nature meant that she could not stay in a certain place for a long time, and she had to leave.Claire closed her eyes and buried her face on the pillow. If it was an ordinary human being, she would feel suffocated in a short time, but the girl didn't have the slightest trouble in this regard.

"Choose." A muffled voice came from inside the pillow. Over the years, she occasionally felt that something was urging her. She thought it was urging her to acquire knowledge, but now it seems to be urging her she leaves.At the moment when the answer to the puzzle was revealed, the feeling that was always covered by a layer of fog suddenly became clear. She still had a few years to travel, walk around the world, and read all the books. Then, at that time, it was The day when she really bid farewell to Adaibiling.

Turning over, Crexbe opened her eyes. Everyone knew that she was very talented, and thought that she would stay here forever for the sake of astronomy and astrology, just like the old professor, because this place is so beautiful.Adaibiling standing on the top of the mountain, Adaibiling built on top of the wind and snow, Adaibiling chasing the starry sky forever, time goes by, vicissitudes of life, only the piece above the head remains unchanged, loved by countless people starry sky.

She also thought that she would stay here, but it seemed that she was thinking too much.

"What are you going to do?" the girl murmured.

No one knows who she is talking to, but in fact, she is communicating with something in a higher dimension, or some kind of consciousness or law, which is called 'Heaven'.Probably because of her specialness, she has always been able to vaguely feel the other party.

As time goes by, she can perceive more and more clearly. Of course, she can't fully perceive it, only what the other party wants her to perceive.So she knew that 'Heaven' loved its child deeply, and put countless glory on him, making him a unique existence. However, this kind of deep love is too terrible, and ordinary people can't bear thousands of years. One in ten thousand.

"You, do you want me to follow him?"

The girl asked softly again, but the other party still didn't express anything, just when she thought that the other party would not talk to her, a picture appeared in front of her——

That was his destiny, and 'Heaven' did not intend to deprive the other party of his original destiny.

[Das Schicksalistvernderbar, aberesistimmerdasselbe.

Fate is impermanent, but it is always the same. 】