[Zhongyingmei] She is a small public

Itiou seemed to have had a long dream.

She seemed to be trapped in the gentle arms of the Milky Way, and the stars drifted past her and slipped away from her fingers.

She wobbled in the water, ripples lapping her body.Everything is so comfortable... as if everything is free, it makes Itiou want to sleep forever.

'Come on...children...' Itiou seemed to hear an ancient call, which spread to her ears across the universe, across time and space, and the voice wafted softly in her ears,' I feel your weary soul... come back, come back to me, my elf...'

Who is that?Itiou floated quietly, as if a pair of warm hands stretched out from the sea, gently holding her back.Itiou had never heard that voice, but she still felt at ease and nostalgic, as if that person was the creator of everything.

Those huge hands gently held the elf princess, as if holding some fragile chick.

'Yeah... that's it, go to sleep, Itio... When you wake up again, you won't be bothered by anything...' said the voice lovingly, '...you are so tired, aren't you? '

That old voice was like a melodious lullaby, Itiou was drowsy, his eyelids seemed to be heavy... yes, yes.She wants to sleep well...

Just when Itiou was about to fall into a deep sleep, her chest suddenly became hot and hot, and a silver necklace broke free from her neck. It exuded the silver-white light of stars, which seemed to be more dazzling than any other stars. .

Itiou, who closed her eyes tightly, didn't know what happened. Her body curled up and couldn't move, but her heart seemed to resist, and she didn't want to sleep.

The old voice paused.

'Oh, I read it wrong, your time has not come to an end, you are still in reincarnation, and you still have people you care about. ’ the voice laughed, ‘You have come to the wrong place, little one, go back. '

Following that person's voice, Itiou seemed to have escaped from the sea of ​​silence, and her consciousness continued to fly upwards, passing through the white clouds and blue sky, and the cosmic galaxy——she opened her eyes.

She was lying in a pool of water, naked, like a newborn baby.It's just that this is not the sea, but a pool with faint golden light flashing, and the pale golden water slaps her body.Itio stood up in the water and found that the water was only up to her chest.She swam forward and climbed out of the pool. Her body was covered with a thin long gown made of gold silk, like a skirt or a robe, as thin and floating as the wings of a cicada.

The moment she climbed out of the water, something fell into the water - Itio subconsciously reached out and found it was a silver necklace, the pattern of the necklace was like a flourishing tree branch or an antler totem.

Only, it looks like its pattern is missing the other side.

Itiou's brain was as clean as a newborn's. She turned her head slightly, only thinking that the necklace was familiar, but couldn't remember anything else, but she still chose to put it away.Her clothes had no pockets and were worn around her neck.

She walked out of this quiet long pool reflecting the light of the water, and there was a long corridor in front of her.She leaned on the wall and walked barefoot through the promenade. The front suddenly opened up—this place is more like the hall of an ancient palace. There are many elves coming and going in this wide hall. Their hair colors are different, some are blond, some are Silver, red and brunette.Of course, they were all equally tall and handsome.Some of these elves are chatting, some are reading, and some are sitting in the corner playing the strings, all of which are quiet and peaceful.

Itiou supported the smooth wall. She saw that besides the corridor she was in, there were many other passages leading to the hall in front. The three elves in the other passages had the same ignorant expressions as her, while the elves in the hall Some of the elves walked over friendly and communicated with the newcomers.

Itiou was looking at all this in a daze, a flash in front of her eyes, and a male elf with long black hair came in front of her.

"Hello, my countryman," he said kindly in Elvish, "it looks like you need help."

Itiou raised his head and watched all this slowly.

"Where is this?" she asked in Elvish.

"This is the eternal hall of Mandos." The male elf said, "All elves after death will come here to be judged, and they can choose to meditate or be resurrected, or stay here forever, just like me."

Itiou frowned slightly. She felt very strange now, like a weak traveler in the desert who came to an oasis. Her body was making up for the missing energy, which made her a little unstable and could only rely on against the wall.

"... Am I dead?" she murmured.

The male elf smiled.

"Don't be nervous, my friend, every elf will be a little confused when they come here." He raised his head and looked towards the corridor where Itiou walked out, "It seems that you have experienced a long journey. I have hardly seen What about the other elves that came out of this way?"

Itiou didn't know what to say, her brain was as fresh as a dove, she couldn't seem to remember anything.

The male elf saw her situation, and he said gentlemanly, "My friend, come, take a rest in the hall, there may be people from your clan here."

Itiou nodded lightly, thanking him, and they walked towards the wide palace hall, the elves in the hall were all chatting, but they all controlled their voices to be low and gentle, only the sound of the harp echoed in the space.Iteo heard the elves talking about poetry, about streams and the sun, about wonders in the universe, or about a good book he had once read.

Only when looking for relatives and friends for the new elves, will the elves speak loudly. Itiou saw a fair-haired elf leading a dazed black-haired elf, and the blond elf said, "Please, everyone." , does any of the Noldor know this new friend of ours?"

The elves in the hall put down their things and looked up at the black-haired elf seriously.

"Do you remember your name, or your date of birth, or your hometown, my brethren?" asked a reading elf.

The black-haired elf was a little confused, and after a while, he blurted out his name.

The black-haired elf was waiting to watch with Itiou. He turned his head and looked at Itiou, but couldn't help being slightly startled. Finally, he smiled, "Your beauty makes me yearn for the world of the living. , my dear lady. Why should such a beautiful creature as you suffer?"

Itiou didn't answer, in fact, her mind was still blank, she didn't even remember her own name.

"Sorry, I..." She covered her forehead.

"It's okay, think slowly and don't worry." The male elf said kindly, "You don't have to be afraid. In the past few decades, only a handful of dead elves have ushered in the palace. It seems that there is no war outside. These new elves come every day. Everyone has found their own friends, so please believe that even if you don’t remember anything, you will definitely find your acquaintances.”

Itiou nodded, just as the black-haired elf in front was pulled away by another elf who was related to him for questioning, the male elf took a few steps forward.

"Gentlemen, does anyone know this new lady? She seems to be a beautiful Sindarin elf."

The elves raised their heads again, and Itiou looked around the hall. She hoped to find someone she knew, but she still didn't find anything.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from a corner of the hall, and everyone looked up, only to see a red-haired elf accidentally dropped his musical instrument, his eyes widened, and he looked at Yi in disbelief. Theo.

"H-Your Highness Itiou?!"

There was an uproar in the hall, and Itiou watched him stumbling towards him with a puzzled face.

"You are?" she asked softly.

"Have you forgotten, Your Highness?" the red-haired elf said excitedly, "Do you still remember the dense forest? I am a citizen of you and His Majesty Thranduil, three hundred years younger than you, and a member of the forest guard team." Member, back then——you sealed my coming-of-age ceremony for me back then. I really didn’t expect that after thousands of years, I would see you again..."

Jungle?Itiou's mind was suddenly stuffed into a huge forest. She was thinking, and the red-haired elf seemed unable to keep calm, "By the way, Lord Sylvie is here too!"

Sylvie?Itiou frowned, her brain was in a mess, she only saw the elf running away quickly without grace, as if to call for someone.Itiou looked up in confusion, and saw all the elves in the hall staring at her with unbelievable, awe-inspiring, and adoring gazes.

"You...you are His Royal Highness Itiou?" The male elf who helped her said emotionally, "The elf princess who saved the entire Middle-earth by himself thousands of years ago? Oh my god...I really can't believe it... ...no wonder you are so beautiful..."

Itiou's head is almost getting bigger, and some men among the elves are handsome and naturally praise others, but now, she is already very confused, and the continuous praise of this elf is helping her to clarify her thoughts. difficulty.

"I'm sorry, I want to take a break..." She expressed her wishes politely and tactfully.

She raised her head again, only to see that the elves had given up a chair and eagerly brought it in front of her.

Itio: ...

Itiou just sat on the chair after thanking him, when he heard hurried footsteps again. The red-haired elf just brought another male elf, which should be the Sylvie he mentioned.

Itiou raised his head, and saw Sylvie staring at her blankly. He slowly stepped forward and squatted down on one knee, with an incredible expression on his face.

"...Itio?" he said softly.The voice was soft as if afraid of disturbing a dream.

Itio looked at him suspiciously.

"Sorry, I haven't remembered yet," she said.

Sylvie suppressed the trembling and took a breath, trying to calm himself down.

"I really didn't expect... Your Highness..." he murmured, "We have been waiting for you for a long time, so long that everyone thought you would never come back. In the end, only Your Majesty, Tauriel and I returned I firmly believe that you can come back. But after so long, you are still nowhere to be seen..."

Following Sylvie's words, Itiou's mind flooded with many memories... She thought of the dense forest, she and Tauriel were picking fruit among the fruit trees, and Tauriel preferred to dance swords and guns with Legolas , do not like these manual work.She thought of the raging hatred, and the final farewell to Thranduil...

Itiou remembered everything that had passed, she breathed lightly, and looked at Sylvie.

"... Sylvie?" she said. "Why did you die? What about Father and Tauriel? Have you been in any danger since then?"

Sylvie shook her head.

"They are all fine. I came up with this method." He said, "We have been waiting for you for thousands of years, but you have not come back. Tauriel guessed that you were still sleeping, or you left by accident. I couldn’t find a way back. Then I thought... No matter where the elves die, they will return to the Hall of Eternity after death. So... I decided to wait for you here, in case I really meet You, I can take you home."

"So, why did you die?" Itiou frowned slightly, "Did you..."

"Because of an accident, I died in battle." Sylvie said quickly, "When I think of everything here, I think it's better to wait for you here by the way. Don't worry, I have agreed with Taurier like this."

Itiou was in a trance and ignorant, she had just recovered her memory, and her mind was turning very slowly.Before she could straighten things out, Sylvie said with concern, "Do you feel all right, Itio? How did you die? Where is the hatred?"

...Yeah, how did she die?

Itio frowned, she couldn't remember anything.

"Sylvie, I have a headache," she said.

"It's okay, then don't think about it for now." Sylvie comforted, "You can rest here for a while now, and when you recover, we will go back. His Majesty is still waiting for you."

"Can we just go back?" Itiou said incomprehensibly, "We won't be reincarnated as little babies, will we?"

"No." Another soft and pleasant voice sounded.

Itio looked up, and she saw White Deer standing in front of her, watching her with beautiful black eyes like almonds.

……

In fact, this matter is very simple to say.Bailu knows that Itiou has been looking for a way home, and has always wanted to help her, but the earth's universe is too far away and its energy is insufficient.It discovers that there is no bond between the two universes, and that Iteo's only way home is through the afterlife of the elves.

There are some examples of elves being resurrected according to their original bodies after death, but they are very few, and almost all of them only existed in ancient times.Most of the elves choose to go to another space to meditate after death. When they recover, tens of thousands of years have passed in the outside world.

"You have saved a lot of people, and the more you have saved their descendants." Bai Lu said, "Your merit is very high. If you want to go home, no one can stop you, even the ancient gods will make way for you. Of course... I have a necessary question for you... Do you want to go home?"

Selvi quickly looked at Itio, who was a little puzzled.

"Why do you ask?"

"No one can force you to make a decision." Bailu said, "Elves after death can also choose to meditate on themselves. When you open your eyes next time, the outside world may have passed tens of thousands of years."

"Like my mother?"

"Yes."

Itio could feel Sylvie's nervousness, but it was really unnecessary.

"I want to go home." Itio said without hesitation.

Even though she still can't remember what happened before she died, she can't forget the feeling of being away from home for a long time. She really misses her companions and her father.Sylvie finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he laughed again.

"How long are you going to rest, Itio?" he asked.

"Go back now," Itio said.

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They walked through the long hall, and Itiou saw a gate that radiated white light at the end of the road.

"Through that door, you can go back," Bailu said.It stopped and looked at Itio, "I won't see you off, Itio, we will have a chance to meet again."

Itio nodded.She bid farewell to Bailu, turned her head, and walked out of the gate with Sylvie one after the other.

After a blinding light, they appeared on a long stone bridge spanning two mountains. This bridge seemed to be very old, with moss growing between the stone crevices, and a deep ravine covered with forests under the bridge frame.

Itiou turned his head and saw that the gate behind them had disappeared and everything was quiet except for the chirping of birds.

"I haven't been back for a long time." Sylvie sighed.

He looked at Itiou, who was about to say something, but saw a flash of silver on her neck, which made him startled.

"This... is this the chain of Alariel? I thought you would not carry it with you, but put it away." He said.

Sylvie's words brought Itio back to her senses, and she pulled out the necklace from the collar belatedly. When she saw the necklace pattern that was no longer complete, Sylvie took a breath.

"You... gave the other half to someone else?" Sylvie murmured in astonishment, "How is it possible... who is that person?"

"I haven't remembered yet," Itiou said.

She didn't seem to find it a tense thing deep down. "Let's go," she said.

For the rest of the journey, Sylvie kept a dull expression, and he knew that his spirit had been seriously injured—Idiot would have a man, probably every elf who knew her in the past would feel incredible.

They passed through the primeval forest and through a high mountain. Looking from a height, the degree of greening and primitive plants on this planet is even better than that of Middle Earth.

"When I was here, there were no other races on this planet except for the three races of elves and hobbits." As they climbed the mountain, Sylvie reluctantly explained to her, "Although there are no humans, we enjoy We have lived peacefully for a long time, but the quality of life has also declined slightly. Fortunately, hobbits are good at farming, while elves are good at hunting and brewing wine, so they are still self-sufficient. I don’t know what’s going on here now.”

"What about the dwarves and the others?" Itio asked.

"They chose other planets, and His Majesty usually uses Star Stream to communicate with them."

After they passed through several mountains and several virgin forests, Itiou heard the deafening sound of a waterfall.When they walked out of the forest, Itiou raised his head and saw a huge waterfall sloping down from the high mountain. The lake at the foot of the mountain was constantly impacted by the waterfall, but it was still crystal clear.

They turned around the mountain from the foot of the waterfall, and Itiou saw that there seemed to be traces of man-made construction on the top of the mountain with the waterfall. With the mountain as the body, the huge palace stretching all the way to the forest at the foot of the mountain is full of Thranduil-style open and bright style.

This place was well chosen. There are mountains, lakes, and forests. More importantly, this mountain is the highest mountain in the vicinity, and the view from it must be excellent.

"How long will it take you to hollow out a mountain?" Itiou murmured, "Did the jungle elves turn into dwarves?"

"Anyway, idle is idle." Sylvie smiled, "When I left, they were only halfway through the repair."

Itiou found that this alpine palace is very particular. Although it is dominated by mountains, trees and greenery are inseparable. There are mountains and trees, and spring water flows down from the corridor. The spring water will play.

Selvi was in front, and they walked towards the foothill entrance of the mountain forest palace, where several elves in armor were guarding, without helmets.It may be because there are no enemies all year round, the aura of the guards is milder than those elves guarding in the jungle in the past.

"You look like a new face, my countryman," said the guard.

"I'm Sylvie." Sylvie said, "I brought His Highness Itio back."

The guards looked at each other. They didn't seem to understand what this meant. They stared blankly at Itiou. After a while, they recovered from the shock.

"What? You are Lord Sylvie, then—" he looked at Itiou, "this is really, really that..."

"Yes, child." Sylvie said patiently, "Quickly report to His Majesty, do you want the princess to wait for a long time?"

The two guards turned around and ran towards the inside almost at the same time, Sylvie sighed helplessly.

"At first glance, they are elves newly born on this planet. They are only a few thousand years old and have not experienced any crisis. Like you, they are a bit too clean, but a bit silly."

"Ah?" Why does Itiou feel that this is not a compliment?

The elves were all about the same age, and when she first glanced at the guards, she subconsciously assumed she was their age.It was only later that she remembered that, together with the 7000 years she spent sleeping, she would be more than 9000 years old, and she would be [-] years old in a few hundred years!Aren't these elves all her descendants?

"I always thought I was only two thousand years old." Itiou muttered softly.

"Yes, how can sleep time count as age?" Sylvie coaxed.

He found that Itiou did not have the heaviness before she fell asleep. At that time, her behavior was too mature and stable, not like a young girl who had only grown up for a few hundred years. What, but she looks so much more relaxed now that she has no country to take care of, she's finally like a little girl again.Sylvie comforted herself, although he didn't know her past experience, but she could be so relaxed, she must have met a group of friends who were very good to her.In other words, she met a...man who allowed her to let go of her burden.

Sylvie's eyes turned to the necklace on Itio's chest.

"I think you should hide it first." Sylvie dryly suggested, "You haven't seen His Majesty for so long, so don't provoke him so quickly."

"I forgot who I gave it to, but if I gave that person the necklace, I would definitely introduce him to my father." Itiou said.Still, she tucked the necklace back into her dress first.

They all heard the sound of footsteps, and Itiou thought it was the guard who sent the message back to inform her that she could go upstairs. She raised her head and looked at the corridor in the hall, but she happened to meet another light blue eye. eye.

The elf king's long golden hair was scattered around his waist, and he was wearing the silver robe familiar to Iteo. His footsteps stopped on the last step, and he stared blankly at his daughter.

He didn't expect that there would be a day when they would meet again.

The longing and guilt of these years were suppressed in Thranduil's heart, he could barely move, unable to believe that all this was true.

Thranduil still remembered their last reunion thousands of years ago. Itio had managed the country for him for hundreds of years. When he came back after trying to understand everything, she was standing so far away. , not angry or excited, just smiled at him faintly.

Over the years, Itiou's distant and calm smile has always been rooted in his heart, and it can't disappear. Every time he thinks about it, Thranduil's heart aches unceasingly.At this moment of reunion, Thranduil missed Itio so much, but he couldn't move his body anymore. He really wanted to hug her, but he was afraid that Itio would show that expression again.

When he couldn't control himself to make a choice, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing by, and his Itiou returned to his arms like a bird.

Itio hugged Thranduil's back, and she raised her head, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Ada, I miss you so much," Itio said.

Thranduil rested his trembling hands on his daughter's back as he breathed.

"Daddy misses you too." Thranduil said softly.

Thranduil hugged Iteo, he raised his head and saw Sylvie.Before the shock and great joy disappeared, Thranduil had already realized something.

Before he could be immersed in the joy of reunion, Thranduil's face had already darkened.

"...So, she really died in another world?" The Elf King said in a low voice.

The author has something to say: the attention of being a father is different →_→

All the settings in this chapter are still made by me! (run away

Yimei's amnesia is not bloody, and she will recover after two chapters!After all, next week 3 is over, I don't have time to laugh (wait