I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

It was the first time Eric had seen a place with so many flowers.

It's as if all the colorful colors in the world are included here, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

As soon as I approached, I was submerged in the sea of ​​flowers. I looked left and right—to all directions, but I couldn't see the end of the flowers and plants.

If a person who is allergic to pollen comes here, he will definitely sneezes immediately, which is miserable.

Of course Eric has no allergies.

Therefore, he was only dazzled by the white light suddenly shining in front of his eyes at the first moment, and his eyes were slightly closed. After two seconds, he could clearly see the whole view of the scenery that he could touch at present.

"This is the what - the most ideal home?"

I'm sorry, the boy's first reaction was neither amazement nor amazement, but a change of mind, seriously suspecting that the suspicious white hair was joking.

Can this be called "ideal"?Aside from the fact that flowers are just flowers, and looking forward, they are still flowers, and there is nothing else to be seen.

No matter how beautiful the sea of ​​flowers is, no matter how in line with the general appreciation level of most people, in the eyes of Eric who doesn't like to appreciate these things, it can't change the fact that there is not even a house in this place.

To put it bluntly, compared to a place where people can live with peace of mind, this sea of ​​flowers is more like a scenic spot that simply holds "beauty" and is pleasant to watch——

"……Well?"

Just as he was thinking about why his brain was twitching and he believed what the suspicious white hair said, Eric suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and found out that something was wrong in time.

The strangeness is not harmful to people, it just represents an extremely fantastic phenomenon.

Eric felt that his body seemed to be a little lighter, as if the heaviness on the surface of the body had been temporarily removed, leaving only the soul hidden inside.

"Well, don't be nervous if you feel your body is getting lighter, it's a normal phenomenon. From the moment we step here, we have entered the border between the human world and an independent space."

"Originally, only the pure souls of the dead can arrive, but for convenience, I made some adjustments... Anyway, the effect is about the same."

The guide is still explaining very conscientiously.

But Eric: "?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

With an unusually cold sentence, he swung aside the commentary of a certain nightmare, causing a blow of at least tens of thousands of tons.

However, if you don't understand it, you really don't understand it, and it is not affected by your personal emotions.Didn't this withdraw the suspicion and stop questioning the suspicious person?

"No, no, that's not the problem."

The white-haired (pseudo) boy who was a little happy but inexplicably disappointed opened his eyes wide, and his tone seemed to be mixed with unspeakable resentment: "Because I haven't started to explain it seriously, there are many special terms that can be said. Long story..."

"Oh, then don't listen."

The silver-haired boy is so cruel and cruel-what to say, it is quite a face to have such an attitude towards a "stranger" who doesn't know him at all and rejects him from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't look at the guide who brought him to the fantasy land. He glanced around, but he still didn't see anything other than Hua, so he lifted his feet and prepared to move forward.

Ok……

Might be a problem with the land.

No, it must be a land problem!

He who has always moved forward without hesitation, not only walks slowly here, but also walks loomingly stiff and crooked.

It may be because the sun is abundant in this place and the climate is suitable. The flowers and plants growing here are extraordinarily luxuriant. The flower stems alone are as tall as half a person.

Accidentally, "click", a small piece of dangling flower bent down at the waist.

Although it wasn't from the boy's original intention, he still trampled on the lovely and pitiful flowers—in this place full of flowers, there is no suitable place to put them down!

Eric quickly decided he didn't like the place.

After all, his path has been stymied rather severely.

And because the companions who came here together have not moved or followed after such a long time, Eric felt that he needed to speak up.

"What about people?"

Not only the companions who did not follow, but also the traces of the children who were said to be hidden here.

There was no sound of footsteps approaching this way, but the sound of wind blowing at an unknown time.

A moderate wind came to his ears, blowing the silver hair that was scattered behind him backwards.

Just when he turned his head and turned around to look back, before he had time to see the scene behind him clearly, the fluttering strands of hair waved in front of his eyes, just blocking his view.

Eric was a little late before seeing Isabella's back in the distance.

Isabella took steps in the opposite direction of the boy's progress.

Of course, it couldn't be because she had a problem with Eric's behavior of throwing herself to the periphery to prevent him from approaching, and there was a gap in her heart.

It was as if—he had received some familiar silent guidance again.

The nun walked cautiously through the sea of ​​flowers, and for a few seconds, she passed by the white-haired boy.

She may not have stopped, but she must have paused for a moment.

"you……"

Eric opened his mouth, but he only uttered one word and stopped.

Apart from the figure of the black-haired woman with her back to him going there, he also saw other existences that he was planning to look for at this moment.

Mainly due to the wind.

The wind pushing forward along the ground plane seems to have human will, and it rushes so strongly that it naturally pushes this boundless sea of ​​flowers to the same direction.

shhhhh-

The flowers that had caused Eric quite a headache before all bent down, no longer swaying here and there, but fell down whirring, revealing their small bodies hidden under the dense flowers.

not only that.

"Well……"

"sleepy……"

"Um, woo... Is it dawn? I don't really want to get up..."

There are many rustling sounds like this coming from afar, and if you stop carefully, you will find that without exception, they are all the words of ignorant and young children.

Where the mysterious sea of ​​flowers is located, there is no day and night, nor spring and winter, and it will always be like spring all the year round.

The ever-remaining warm glow passed over the eyelids of children just awakened from sleep, like the morning sun that insisted on waking them.

And staying in bed when they are sleeping comfortably has always been a child's unique right, or it is okay to say that it is a habit.

There is another habit.

Lying among the flowers that can be used as a bed, there is a child who is still in a daze, unable to get rid of the aftertaste of the dream.

In his utter ignorance, before he could open his eyes, he murmured and shouted indistinctly:

"Are you going to get up... want to... sleep a little longer..."

"--Mother?"

As soon as the blurred words fell, the woman's gentle and watery voice appeared in a timely manner, without any abruptness.

"It's time to wake up, honey."

As if she had always been here.

"Although my mother knows that the step of opening the eyes is more difficult, but when you open your eyes, you can see the beautiful flowers."

It was as if she was always by the side of her beloved children, accompanying them and giving them peace.

—and never left.

"it is good……"

Owen is a good boy.

Hearing my mother's voice, even though I didn't want to get up anymore, I obediently raised my lead-filled eyelids slowly.

As gaps appear and widen.

The sky light fell into the slightly watery eyes along this gap, getting brighter and brighter——

"..."

"..."

at last.

He opened his eyes completely, and his favorite gentle face came into Owen's vision.

According to the time, the little boy who has been away from Isabella for a year is still the same as before, and it seems that he has not grown up at all.

Strangely enough, there seemed to be a "problem" with his memory, he completely forgot that he had already left the orphanage, and was still stuck in the moment when he hadn't left.

I don't know if it has rained, but a little dew dripped on Owen's forehead - this, it should be rain.

But it doesn't matter whether it is or not.

"mom!"

Waking up for a second, the excited child stretched out his arms and hugged mother Isabella, feeling extremely happy from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, not only Owen, but also the children who had disappeared from Isabella woke up one after another.

They sat up from the flowers one by one, played a half-hatch, and suddenly saw the black-haired nun right here—then, they jumped up from the ground without any surprise.

"Mother--"

Facing the wind that was still blowing, the joyous children rushed forward and hugged the woman tightly.

That's it.

At this time, teenagers and girls only need to immerse themselves in joy to their heart's content.

They don't need to know the harsh truth of reality.

It is not to completely erase the terrible experience they have experienced before. In fact, the children still have a shallow impression of what happened after they left the orphanage.

It's just—they will think that those terrible things are just "dreams".

Nightmares are really scary, but nightmares are just dreams, not real.

No matter what horrible things happen in "Nightmare", just wake up...just wake up!

No amount of pain, sorrow, or tribulation can turn into smoke and dissipate.

……

……

Eric looked over there, and the picture formed by the woman and the child embracing her was particularly harmonious.

There is no place that is not full of warmth, but also very contagious, with a sense of happiness that attracts others and wants to blend in.

Yes, it looks like people have a desire to go over...

—Of course it can't include me.

Eric said so.

He stood still, and only cast his eyes, which had darkened for a moment, far away.

Inevitably, memories of untraceable sources were brought back, and there was a wave of turbulence in the inner world of the young man, but it was unspeakable.

I didn't intend to go there, and I didn't want to just stand there like this.

Therefore, the choice Eric made was to go back to the direction he had previously chosen.

Turn around again, move forward, step forward without hesitation——

Right in front of him appeared an open hand, sneaky (actually very upright) wanting to come over and hug his white hair!

Eric: "..."

"Boom—"

Accompanied by the cry of "Wow ah ah".

The Magician of Flowers, who hadn't had time to formally introduce herself, has already been thrown far away.