The layered routine of vest essence

Because waking up did not speed up the flow, both of them watched the long process with the same time ratio, and even the wrinkles on the faces of Jane's father and mother were projected on the screen in a very clear state.

Jian Mingya stood and sat until she finally knelt on the ground and wept. Whether it was the anger towards the scumbag or the reluctance for the child, they were all submerged in the expressions of the parents who were overwhelmed with pain.

Jian Mingya was young and rebellious. She thought she was independent and talented. After learning a lot of foreign ink, she could have her own sweet love.

Without discussing with her parents or meeting her fiancé, she took her own clothes and her mother's dowry box full of blessings, and traveled across the ocean with a man she thought was her final destination to live in a completely strange country.

The life abroad is so hard. As the young lady of the Jian family who never touched the sun, she learned to work while studying, and also learned to smile at others. It crushed her proud and straight spine.

In addition, she discovered the uselessness of this man...

The pressure of life and the setbacks of love made her careless to think so much, let alone go home to see, she never even sent a letter to her family, as if Jian Mingya had become an independent individual, not Jane The daughter of the mother and father.

It wasn't until she finally lost her life that the vague appearance of her parents, whom she hadn't seen for many years, appeared in her mind.

"Jian Mingya, how unfilial..." She choked up, her heart full of sadness prevented her from crying out loud, she could only be like a distressed young bird drowning in a puddle unable to flap her fragile wings.

Even after she died, her mother's nature made her think of her child first. It seemed that she never thought about whether her parents would be as painful and helpless as she lost their child when she left.

When Jian Mingya saw her child, although she was a little excited, she was still able to restrain her emotions, but facing the parents who gave birth to her and raised her, she completely collapsed.

Waking up and watching quietly, the silver-white him sitting in the same white flower is not awkward, he saw this not too young mother looking at the image of her own mother and crying bitterly, isolated from the world For the first time, doubts arose in my heart.

"In human society, is kinship so important?" Xing said secretly in his heart, "Obviously even the person who killed himself can put down his hatred, and he can send blessings to the daughter who has become someone else's daughter, and what's more... Crying for parents who have lost and felt no guilt."

Humans are really complicated...

I have never left Gensokyo, I just want to watch the moon wake up quietly, this is the first time I have the idea of ​​leaving Gensokyo and going to the world.

After crying for an unknown amount of time in the darkness, Jian Mingya finally calmed down her emotions. She pressed her swollen eye sockets with cold fingertips, and hugged the dressing box tightly in her arms.

"Let's go back." Her voice was hoarse, like the sound of a saw cutting through a block of wood.

Xing still looked at her with the eyes of a bystander, but it seemed that something was different. He waved his hand, and the vine slowly retracted, and it became a small seed again and fell into his hand. In a second, they stood in the boundless sea of ​​flowers.

There seems to be an unwritten rule that when one of the flower elves is on a dream trip, all the other elves will keep a quiet attitude, squatting obediently in their own petals, peeping with curious eyes, But no noise.

Jian Mingya's dream this time went very easily, there was no so-called fighting and tearing, only full of love and sweetness - from her parents and daughter.

But the shock in her heart was far more than that trip with Tao Zi.

Jian Mingya reluctantly collected her emotions, waiting for the female voice to sound.

Xing hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Are you going to give this box to Lingling?"

Jian Mingya looked at him with surprised eyes, as if asking him how he knew she had this idea, and finally she shook her head and showed a forced smile: "No, she is living happily now, the box of unknown origin On the contrary, it will only increase the variables in her life, this box... just treat it as a transmission of love from my mother."

Xing nodded in understanding, and said, "Although you won't be rewarded for this trip, I'm still willing to bless you."

"May you keep a clear view of things, then you will have the ability to control the blooming of flowers."

"Maybe this is not considered a blessing, but a condition I give you."

It seemed that she did not expect that this elf, who was very cold from the beginning to the end, would take the initiative to give such a big gift, Jian Mingya was stunned, and said "OK" gratefully.

Seeing Xing slowly fly back to his little flower, the tender flower slowly closed as if it had acquired the most cherished treasure, and the calm female voice finally sounded again.

"You made a choice and fulfilled Jian Mingya's wish. Lingling's wish line is successful, and the blessing will be deducted."

The female voice was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Conditional transaction reserved."

"Please choose a flower again and enter a brand new dreamland. You will find the real value in it. This dreamland is the last journey. Please try your best to get the true blessing of the sacred tree. Let's go, Son of God!"

The female voice was still flat in the front, but suddenly became agitated at the back, as if the completion of the game was just around the corner, encouraging the players to move forward.

It's just that the tone of the voice changed but the line of voice didn't change, it sounded extraordinarily blunt, making Jian Mingya stunned to hear the effect of comedy.

Originally, she was still depressed because of seeing her parents' old appearance, but now she was amused by a cold voice.

"The last flower..." She walked slowly with the box in her arms, her eyes scanning the colorful flowers competing for splendor, and the little elf who was lying among the flowers secretly watching her and whispering to each other.

Unexpectedly, with a single finger, I have already fulfilled my greatest wish. I have not only seen the tragic situation of the scumbag, but also saw the well-behaved and sweet daughter. Although I still feel ashamed of my parents, the big stone in Jian Mingya's heart has already landed.

For the last flower, choose something different, right?

Jian Mingya carefully walked all over the sea of ​​flowers, and finally found a mirror-like lake in the depths.

Since Lu Sheng's words are everywhere, there must be aquatic flowers. Jian Mingya puts down her anxious heart, and is more willing to slowly appreciate this beautiful scenery that ordinary people can hardly see.

There are water lilies floating on the lake, and many flowers that she can't name. The fragrance that is slightly more elegant than the rich floral fragrance outside surrounds this land, and it rushes into her nostrils together with the smell of soil.

Jian Mingya squatted down, scooped up a handful of cool and clean water, and sprinkled it on her face like a playful one. Feeling the cold water drops slowly slipping down, she finally returned to her usual calm appearance.

She didn't know where she would go if she passed the test of the sacred tree, and whether she would go to the underworld to find traces of her parents if she failed the test, but Jian Mingya was never a stagnant person.

Soon, among the beauties everywhere, Jian Mingya found a very different figure——

The white-haired and blue-eyed elf was lying on the largest petal of the water lily, with his calf dangling up and down. Seeing Jian Mingya looking over, he waved his hand excitedly. There was no other elf showing shyness or vigilance.

Is this trying to attract her attention?

Jian Mingya chuckled, and walked slowly towards the center of the water regardless of the fact that the skirt of the wedding dress was wetted by the water.

Fortunately, the water in the lake is not that deep, and the position of the water lily happened to be in a very ingenious place. When Jian Mingya walked there, the water was just below her waist, and the hem of the skirt was rippling, like a huge flower. A white rose blooms in the water, causing her to float slightly upwards.

Her fingertips tapped on the white water lily, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was her hand that was white or the water lily was whiter.

After the flowers were selected, the elf cheered as if liberated, and flew to her fingertips with great enthusiasm.

"Hello, Sister Jian Mingya, I'm Wan Miao, the companion elf of this water lily." The elf saluted gentlemanly, and seemed to understand human etiquette very well.

"I'm an elf who came back from the world. I've been waiting for a long time because I heard from Shenshu's mother that there will be someone destined to help us." Wan Miao patted her chest exaggeratedly, "Fortunately, I finally Waiting for you!"

Jian Mingya softened her expression, watching this little elf chattering about her own affairs, she always felt that she was very similar to Lingling's sweet personality, and couldn't help but feel more empathy.

"Are you going to dreamland?"

Hearing Wan Miao talk about going from Tiannan to Haibei by himself, Jian Mingya's legs were a little stiff, and finally she couldn't help asking.

"Oh oh oh, let's go quickly." The little elf, whose desire to speak was fully satisfied, scratched the back of his head, and a small white bow suddenly appeared in his hand. He shot into the void, and the two were back together again. That black dream space.

After passing through three elves, seeing three different abilities and movements of traveling through dreams, Jian Mingya couldn't help asking curiously: "Does each of your elves have different abilities?"

After hearing this, Wan Miao sighed melancholy, "It's really different. For example, the peach you met has the ability to manipulate dreams, and when he wakes up...he seems to be able to do a little bit of everything? He is best at giving birth to plants, and then in case Wan and Ace can bring joyful emotions to people."

"It's just me!" He stamped his foot in the air dissatisfied, his face puffed up, "I know nothing but bow and arrow."

"Isn't it good to open a bow and shoot an arrow?"

"The problem is, all of our elves can shoot bows and arrows!"

This... is indeed a bit miserable, concise and elegant words are at a loss.

Just like all flower growers know how to grow flowers, even if it is a very difficult task in the eyes of foreigners, but in the eyes of flower growers themselves... Isn't this an innate skill?Nothing to be proud of.

Jian Mingya held back her smile and rubbed Wan Miao's small head with her fingertips, but she poked the little guy backwards.

Fortunately, Wan Miao's mood was like a gust of wind, and he came and went quickly. After being depressed for a while, he regained his vitality. From nowhere, he pulled out a flag made of water lily petals and waved it, "Come on, let's go!"

"The white flag seems to mean surrender?" Jian Mingya laughed.

"Ah, I made a mistake!" Wan Miao threw back the flag, covered her face with her hands, blushing.

Soon after arriving at the wooden door, Jian Mingya put away her smile and asked, "Do you know what your wish is?"

It was rare for Wan Miao to put on a straight face, and said with a very serious look: "It is a very necessary wish."

"She's waiting for us to help her."