It is the true ending that both the author and the female supporting role are happy

Nan Rongyue's Memories

Putting down the pen on the table and turning my head, looking through the window and watching the lights coming up in the distance, I realized that it was past the unitary hour. In February and March, it was a good time for winter to spring, but the wind blowing on my face was still the same. Mixed with the biting cold, reminding me that this winter is still going on, I shivered and quickly gathered my fur coat.

Thinking of some interesting scene, I put the hoodie attached to the collar on my head again, and the fluffy fur collar around the edge gently scratched my face, slightly itching.I was a little ashamed in my heart, but I couldn't restrain the corners of my mouth from rising. I got up, moved my legs and feet that were stiff from sitting all afternoon, and pushed the door out.

The sky was dark, and there was a figure shaking at the door. A strange and familiar person said she was strange, but it was because at this moment, she was wearing a maid's plain clothes, and was cleaning the door with a broom. fallen leaves before.When the wind blew, the fallen leaves scattered, and she took the trouble to use the broom to continue to gather the scattered fallen leaves again.

Her dress and behavior, in her own words, created a sense of presence in front of her.What a wonder!

The distance is not far or near, and the sound of opening the door did not affect her who was concentrating on fighting with the dead leaves, and I didn't intend to disturb her, so I just stood quietly by the door and watched her.She seemed to sense my gaze, raised her head and looked at me without warning, and stared at me for a long time, her expressionless face finally changed, I knew she must be smiling, but at this distance, her expression I can't see clearly either.

She straightened up, put down the things at hand, stroked the loose hair, approached me unhurriedly, stopped three steps away in front of me, lowered her head slightly, bowed, raised her hands, and made a gesture The standard etiquette said: "Slaves, please refer to the Holy Maiden."

Although I lowered my head, my eyes moved around me not very respectfully, since she wanted to play, I would accompany her, so I coughed lightly, straightened my face and said in cooperation: "Excuse me."

She just stood up and stared at me blankly without saying a word.If I hadn't been so familiar with her, I would have been fooled by her solemn expression. I guess, she must be crazily complaining about me in her heart at this moment.

"Very cute." She raised her hand at the same time as she spoke, and suddenly paused in mid-air, she put it down, washed her hands with water elements, and touched my face after drying, I smiled.

Her expression is very gentle, even the sharp eyebrows can't affect half of it. When she is expressionless, she is always calm and arrogant. Standing next to her is full of oppression, but when facing me, she is always surprised. The tenderness, as if in her eyes, I will always be the only one.I have always suspected that she fell in love with me at first sight. When did she... When we first met, I was only two or three years old. Could it be that she is a pedophile?

Uh, maybe it was an illusion, I shivered again, shook off the random thoughts in my mind, and looked away with a guilty conscience.

"It's really like a little white rabbit." She was half a head taller than me, put her hand on my hat easily, pinched the fluffy rabbit ears that stood up on it, and had a great time playing.

I just remembered that this coat was originally without a hat, but on a dark and windy night, a clothes thief sneaked into my bedroom while I was asleep and stole my coat. The next day I found out that the coat was still there, but the collar was sewn with dense and neat thin threads, and it was connected to a big hat with rabbit ears.

I once thought it was hell, with my ability, there were no more than five people who could sneak into my bedroom without being noticed, but then I thought about it, only a guy with an out-of-the-box thinking would do this kind of thing It's okay, she explained later: I put on a hat to keep warm in the cold weather, so I sewed it on by myself.

What a lame reason. You ran into my room in the middle of the night and stole clothes, and it’s plausible. Are you sure you haven’t planned for a long time to want my cosplay little white rabbit look?

In fact, I put on this furry hat on purpose. Usually, when she asked me to wear rabbit ears to "ravage" her, I always strongly refused, but thinking that today is a special day for her, since she loves to watch , then I will try my best to satisfy her.

"No seriousness!" The affection and focus in her eyes made my cheeks a little hot, and I hurriedly slapped her hand away in a disguised way, my cheeks bulging.

She laughed without saying a word.

"How did you think of sweeping the floor at the door in such a suit?" I asked curiously.

"OCD."

I understood that she is meticulous and loves to be clean and tidy. She must have been waiting for me at the door just now, and then saw the fallen leaves gathering and separating on the ground... She fell ill again, thinking that cleaning the ground is a maid’s job, and felt awkward that she could only pretend to be in a maid’s clothes. It is justifiable to become a maidservant and sweep the floor, so she fell ill for the second time...

I really don't understand why she is well-organized for a while, and slovenly for a while, maybe that kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder also has intermittent periods.

"It's time for you to take your medicine." I followed her example and complained.

"Then you feed me."

"..."

She took my hand to take me to dinner, her palm, dry and warm, reassuring.

I don’t remember how many years it was after we joined hands. After becoming a saint, I was busy with the historical issues left over from the Temple of Light. When it comes to historical issues, she taught me this word, and I don’t Understand why she always knows these strange words, maybe she learned them in the original world, but those words are very suitable for the context when used to the point.

Memories are like a rolling tide, submerging me, how many years of never leaving, with her by my side... my eyes are a little red, and I am tightly held by her hand, it seems that only in this way can I be sure that she will never leave by my side go.

I think, I can already be sure that this life is inseparable from her. I remember she said that love has nothing to do with gender.

"Remember, today is February [-]th, and it's an exclusive festival for couples over there." After drinking and eating, she smiled and looked into my eyes, and took my waist and took me to the sky.

Away from the hustle and bustle, on the viewing platform at the top of the 99-story tower, the surroundings are quiet, the world is vast, accompanied by the dark night sky, I only feel that there are only two of us in this world for a moment.

Below is the bright and colorful building, the characters are as small as ants, we look at the horizon, and there are colorful fireworks.

What she prepared for me is a beautiful day.

"Like it?" she asked me.

"Ah."

Forget it, just sink like this, even if you get entangled, you will have no regrets.

I hope that the fleeting time will be quiet and good, and there will be no regrets in this life.

The author has something to say: a bag of dog food in return, I feel that the picture is too beautiful to bear to look directly at.