"What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with the arrangements I made? shu."
In the colorful space, a girl wearing plain linen clothes floats and spins around shu. The evil swordsman could only reluctantly turn his head and follow the petite floating figure. Coldness and loneliness surrounded me.
"Are you dissatisfied with what happened to Deep View? Are you sad for what Magenta will face? Or..."
"I didn't!" shu shouted frantically.
"Don't say I'm cruel, shu. You're equally cruel to your brother. Why do you have the right to blame me?"
"Stop talking!" He tried his best to get closer to the girl who was laughing at him mercilessly. The crazy evil swordsman's eyes were red, but he realized that every time his hands moved forward a little, part of them disappeared at the same time.
"Haha, haha, hahahaha~" The girl's smile twisted and transformed into a face exactly like her own. wrong! That's not your face! In the dark night, surrounded by fire, a little boy who looked exactly like himself was crying while holding a broken rag doll. The sound of fighting and iron hoofs echoed in my ears. A flash of red light...
"Hufufu~" The man who sat up from the bed kept panting. He was covered in cold sweat, which made him who was used to a difficult environment feel very unhappy.
Nightmare? I haven't had such a satisfying nightmare in a long time. He held his head up and thought about the reason for the nightmare.
Soon, shu found two reasons that were enough to explain all phenomena. First, the damn window is not closed. The cold wind in winter is always very hurtful. Second, that damn rogues is moaning.
"Sister Shen Jing...Sister Shen Jing..." The rogues lying on the bed by the window might have fallen asleep while watching the night view, so he forgot to close the window. The troubles before going to bed were brought into sleep. He closed his eyes tightly and struggled to stretch his right hand, as if to grasp something. The rogues with a sad face kept muttering the name of the person he admired in pain.
"Alas~" shu first sighed at the rogues's situation. "Alas~" He sighed for himself for the second time. The expression changed, and the deceitfulness when facing the enemy appeared on the evil swordsman's face. Quietly he took out the rope from the luggage beside him. Use quilts and ropes to pack up the annoying rogues and throw it out of the room.
Clapping his hands, closing the window, and tightening the quilt, the evil swordsman sank into a harmless state again.
"...Who's poking me?" The rogues opened his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable.
...It seems that the world is still dark whether I have opened my eyes or not. ah! Got poked again.
"Who poked me!" He squirmed his body, and at the same time heard someone's heavy footsteps. I noticed a glimmer of light above my head, and tried hard to drill in the direction of the light.
He got out of the thing that covered him, and the early morning sunlight shone directly into the rogues's eyes from the window in the corridor. It took me a while to get used to the brightness. Continuing to squirm vigorously, he saw the female knight Shen Jing, wearing a piece of coarse men's clothing, stabbing herself with the holy sword Gnarokk stored in the scabbard.
"You...sleep is too bad..." The female knight stared blankly at a head emerging from the quilt, still holding the holy sword tightly in her hand.
"What did you poke me with just now! Ah! How come I'm wrapped up here?" Magenta's consciousness finally fully awakened, and everything in reality made him feel as if he was still in a dream. I saw the female knight crouching aside from a distance, with a curious look in her eyes and poked a few times with the holy sword.
"Wow~ don't poke me!" Magenta twisted her body in protest. The female knight, as if taking the opportunity to add insult to injury, ruthlessly toyed with the rogues tied up in the quilt with a smiling face. There was constant noise between the two.
"Ah! Pin'er, how could you..." Another deep scene just came up the stairs. Holding a small basin of water, he covered his mouth in surprise and looked at the rogues who fell to the ground.
Realizing the situation she was in, Magenta's cheeks were slightly red and she twisted. "Sister Shen Jing... wait a minute, wait for me!" Magenta began to twist her body vigorously. The scene was like throwing a caterpillar into boiling water and the insect was struggling.
After a while, the rogues had successfully escaped from the quilt. He quickly took the water basin from Shen Jing's hand. "Sister Shen Jing, just leave small things like carrying water to me. You'd better rest in bed more."
"Just now I thought you were still lying on the bed, but who knew..." Shen Jing looked thoughtfully at the empty quilt roll on the ground. When he saw the female knight, he smiled and nodded. Magenta, on the other hand, looked embarrassed and quickly changed the topic. "Sister Shen Jing, what are you doing with this basin of water?"
"Mr. Shanshui is preparing to start painting in my room. He needs some water, so I volunteered. Staying in bed all the time is not good for your health." At the same time, Shen Jing opened the wooden door of his room. The sound of Shan shui greeting Magenta came from inside. He was setting up the easel and canvas, adjusting and choosing the angle for painting.
When the door in the deep scene closes, shu Zheng yawns and opens the door. "What's the matter with the commotion? Good morning, Deep View." He saw the female knight still squatting on the ground, scratching her itch by shu, and said good morning sleepily.
The female knight suddenly stood up and waved the weapon sheathed in her hand. After taking two or three steps back from shu, he walked away with heavy steps.
"Weird? Why are you angry?" shu looked out of the room and looked at the back of the female knight walking downstairs. "Humph! Who cares about her." He turned around and closed the door.
After breakfast, Magenta and Shanshui came to Shenjing's room together, and Shanshui began to depict the scenery outside the window that Shenjing often looked at. Colors made from water mixed with minerals, colors squeezed from various flowers and plants, landscapes paint a variety of colors onto the pure white canvas. From time to time, he kept chatting with Shen Jing, talking about his past travel experiences and the different customs in different places.
Shen Jing, who listened with interest, asked questions from time to time. His knowledge of mountains and rivers is as rich as the scenery he recorded. He even talked about the various races he encountered accidentally in the forest or other places, such as slender elves, rough dwarves, noisy but smart dwarfs, and heroic The frost giant. These hearings made Shen Jing smile from ear to ear, and sometimes even showed longing in his eyes.
"Pin'er."
"Ah yes!" Magenta, who was sitting aside and heard the call from the deep scene, stood up.
"Can you pour me and Mr. Shanshui a glass of water each?"
"Oh, okay." He walked towards the door a little dejectedly. Looking back, the two people in the room were immersed in the atmosphere of pleasure.
After pouring two glasses of water and placing them on the small table next to Shen Jing's bedside, Magenta took another look at the harmonious atmosphere between the two. Slowly walk towards the door and look back! No one paid attention to him...
The disappointed rogues gently opened the door and left the room.
The weather is nice, let's go out to the church and relax. As soon as he pushed open the door of the church and looked at the quiet shade of shus and the chirping of insects and birds, the rogues sighed heavily in his chest. The winter sun is particularly warm. Bathing her whole body in the sunshine, Magenta's mood improved slightly.
"Drink! Ha!"
A soft shout reached Magenta's ears, and the curious rogues quietly moved towards the source of the sound. The female knight standing in front of the straw man was repeating the basic movements of swinging a sword. The process of each repetition is very slow. On the one hand, it confirms the correctness of one's movements, and on the other hand, it allows the body to become familiar with the reactions of various basic movements, over and over again.
Even though it is cold winter, the sweat produced is no less than training in the hot summer. What comes out of the mouth and what comes out of the body forms a thin layer of mist, covering the whole body. The sunlight shining through shutops makes the scenery even more dreamlike. The rogues who was watching was dumbfounded that Shen Jing could still live like this...
The rogues's eyes continued to reflect Shen Jing's every move. ah! Changed another basic action. Shen Jing neatly drew out the dagger from his waist and thrust it out.
...not quite...right...! He quickly shrank his head to avoid the silver flash in front of him, and the dagger was inserted into shu trunk behind Magenta with a "thud!", and the exposed hilt was still shaking from side to side.
He reluctantly turned his stiff neck, and another silver light was right in front of his eyes. He looked at the female knight standing with the backlight staring at him. Her heavy breathing showed that she was trying hard to adjust her heartbeat and breathing. The timid rogues leaned against shu, not knowing what to say to ease the atmosphere.
Stepping on Magenta's side, Shen Jing stretched out his left hand and pulled out the dagger forcefully. "What's the matter?" A cold voice came out, and the female knight counted the gaps on the two sword blades. It is indeed a famous weapon that has been passed down for a long time. The intact blade still shines with a very dazzling light. Only when fighting another Gnarokke before, there were a few gaps left. Put the holy sword back into the sheath at your waist. The short sword is no longer of such good quality. It seems that it is time to find time to polish it again.
"Hmm~" Magenta tried hard to find a topic. "Do you know where shu and the mesago are?"
"out."
"Hmm~ What were you doing just now?"
"practise."
"Hmm~ The weather is nice today, isn't it."
Moving his sharp gaze from the curled edge of the dagger to Magenta's face, the rogues's forced smile looked like he was asking for a beating. "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Well, no. ...Um..." Magenta hesitated as her eyes wandered wildly. "No, I just... felt you were a little different today. I was fascinated by it..."
The already red cheeks were red to the roots of her ears, and Shen Jing leaned back slightly, as if she couldn't believe that she would hear such words from Magenta's mouth.
"It's really hard to believe that you, who looks like a boy, would have such an expression. It really scared me. Ha, ha ha ha ha~" Magenta laughed in confusion as she touched the back of her head.
Narrowly avoiding the sword that sliced over her head, Magenta looked at the deep scene emitting an air-conditioning that was colder than winter. "Wait a minute, wait a minute! Why are you angry! Let's make it clear first, let's make it clear!"
The thrust of the dagger replaces all language. The poor rogues never got the answer he wanted. He could only desperately dodge one sword after another. He fled randomly with himself in a panic.
The other party skillfully crossed shus separating the two people and kept advancing towards Magenta. Her eyes were fixed on the rogues, and her steps dodged anything that might block her. Although the speed of pursuit is still not as fast as the speed of escape, the murderous aura constantly coming from the sight makes the evading rogues feel quite sad.
"Shen Jing, wait a minute. Please listen to my explanation first, okay? Stop! Stop!"
After leaving the woods, the two began to chase each other in the small square in front of the church.
"Woo~ Deep scene! Stop! Stop! Stop chasing!"
The situation between the two is different from before. The female knight gradually improves her mentality in battle, and confirms the combat theories she memorized in the past into reality, so as to gain more opportunities for victory. The rogues seemed to have returned to the distant past, his attitude when he was having fun with his companions, and he was making nonsense while chasing them. The situation of advantages and disadvantages between the two parties has changed slightly, although the female knight still can't do anything to the rogues.
Magenta's yelling attracted the attention of another woman sitting by the window.
"Pin'er, can you help me fold some plum branches from the plum shu outside the window?"
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"Pin'er, can you pour some water?"
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"Pin'er..." "Pin'er..." "Pin'er..." "Pin'er..."...
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"Why can't you even do these well?"
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"What I want is the branches of another fragrant shu!"
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"I don't care if it's winter or not, I want roses!"
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"Get out! Get out of me! It's no use, neither you nor that God. No matter how much I pray or beg, I am even willing to give everything as long as it does not take away my life, but He is not even willing to lend a helping hand. No...nothing. You and Him are the same, you can't do anything...you can't do anything. Get out! Get out of here!"
The rogues who was driven out of the room stared blankly at the tightly closed wooden door, his thoughts in confusion. These days, when I am painting landscapes during the day, I cannot intervene in the conversation between the two of them. And in the evening, I finally had the opportunity to get close to Sister Shen Jing, and I tried my best to cooperate with her needs, but I didn't expect that I would end up like this. Tired...exhausted...weak...my heart has probably been broken into pieces.
Dragging heavy steps towards the first floor, harsh laughter came from the chapel. Pushing open the wooden door, shu, Mesago, Father Harrison and the famous painter Shan shui invited by him were talking happily. Speaking of which, it had been a long time since I had seen shu and Mesago appear at this time. In the rogues's impression, they always disappeared early in the morning and did not appear in bed again until midnight.
He sighed softly, the atmosphere there was extremely unsuitable for him now. Magenta walked along the outermost aisle and left the church quietly. But he was so distracted that he didn't notice that everyone in the chapel fell silent and watched a "living corpse" dragging its feet, pushing open the door, and walking out of the church.
"Aisi, is Pinkie okay?"
After hearing Mesago's question, the sullen shu stood up and said, "Let me go out and have a look." He also left the church.
There was no sign Magenta around the church, and shu who chased him out couldn't help but wonder if the rogues would try his best to run away. Soon, a sigh attracted his attention, and the rogues climbed onto the roof of the church at some point. The lonely figure sitting on the ridge hugged his bent knees and looked at the four bright moons hanging high in the sky.
Bend your knees and jump with all your strength. shu jumped up to the top of the church in one breath and landed gently next to Magenta. "What's wrong?"
"Alas~"
After hearing this answer, shu shook his head helplessly. "You just say oh, I don't know what happened."
Magenta didn't react.
Sitting next to the depressed man, shuya looked up at the moon like a bright mirror.
"Oh, it's really high here. It's really hard to get up."
The sudden sound attracted shu's attention. The famous painter Shan shui was climbing on the eaves, trying hard to hang his right foot up. In just a few moves, the mountain water reached the roof of the church. He cautiously walked towards the two people sitting on the roof.
"Can you take good care of Sister Shen Jing?"
"What?" "What?" shu and Shanshui looked at the magenta who spoke words of unknown meaning at the same time. The person who buried his head between his knees repeated the story again: "Can you take good care of Sister Shen Jing?"
Standing on the edge of the roof, Shan shui asked in confusion: "Why do you ask that?"
"...She just kicked me out in anger."
"that's all?"
"Otherwise, what else can I do? I have obeyed her in everything these days and tried my best to fulfill every request of hers. But she just doesn't want to look at me head-on. I've endured enough!" Magenta lowered her voice and complained, he He still didn't want the people on the second floor to hear every word he said.
"Is that all? Then what are you doing during the day?"
He buried his face between his knees again. Shanshui walked along the roof of the house on his own, paying attention to the pace of his feet, swinging his hands and shaking his body to maintain balance. While stating the facts he saw: "During the day, aren't you always mixed with another deep scene? When I draw, it is always easy to find such a picture by following the line of sight of the deep scene."
"Oh~" shu sat aside and looked at Magenta ambiguously. The person who was full of resentment replied unhappily: "Then what are you doing during the day?"
shu, which was counting on its fingers, thought back. "Go out and do odd jobs and do some things of your own. On the one hand, it supports Father Harrison's insufficient funds, and on the other hand, it spends on food, daily necessities, and other miscellaneous things during these days."
It was like an uppercut that knocked Magenta into a daze. These days, his mind was filled with Sister Shen Jing's every word, every move, and he didn't think about these little things at all. Looking back now, it was like the days when tea came and food came, and I only paid attention to Sister Shen Jing. "You...you didn't say anything, so I can help you."
"You didn't even ask yourself. Besides, it's too late for you to just accompany the two Shen Jing, so how can you worry about getting this."
"Even so...oh, it's all gone. Sister Shen Jing doesn't want me anymore."
The strange hissing noise confused the rogues. When he raised his head, he happened to see shu and the landscape looking at each other and smiling, shrugging and shaking their heads. Magenta said displeasedly: "Why are you two laughing?"
The two of them made the same movements without answering. The increasingly angry rogues raised his head and shouted, "Wow~ stop laughing!"
"He's really like a child." "You can't blame him, it's just the way it is."
The painful rogues couldn't bear the ridicule, stood up and prepared to leave from the other direction.
"What do you think love is?" Shanshui's question made Pinhong stop. Standing on the roof, I turned my head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. "You just said that you kept obeying and enduring. Is this the expression of your love?"
Clenching her fists tightly, Magenta's body was trembling. Just listen to Shan shui continue to say: "A friend of mine once said: Tolerance is what you do when you have a purpose. Because patience has an upper limit. When the upper limit is exceeded or the purpose is achieved, it is the moment to explode. But love should be unconditional Accept it, accept her anger, accept her pain, accept her habit of picking at her feet, accept her snoring while sleeping, accept everything about her. Acceptance should be a bottomless pit that cannot be filled."
Close your eyes and enjoy the evening breeze. When Shan shui opened his eyes again, he stared directly at Magenta's back. "I have seriously thought about how much I love my woman, and I should have told you about it. Maybe it's time for you to think about it. How much do you love her? If you're in the mood Just like just now, if you are willing to hand over the deep scene to others, maybe you don't love her so much deep down in your heart. Maybe you just want to find someone to vent your sexual desires, or you just think it's nice to have a vase with you."
Shan shui, who became more and more excited as he spoke, clenched his fists, stretched his neck and said forcefully: "The early stage of love should be fierce, hot and exclusive. Fight! Magenta, because the only enemy you need to face is No one can defeat the strongest god of death in history. If you are afraid of losing, now is the time to back down. In this love game, you are already destined to be a loser. But if you really love her, there is only one thing Things are easy to do, fight until the last moment, fight!" When he said the last word, Shanshui raised his fist and shouted to the sky.
The excited rogues kept panting, and those words were like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
shu that had been sitting on the roof also stood up. "Magenta, put yourself in other people's shoes and think about it. The lessons taught by the Trial Forest are not only applicable to fighting and escaping. Even in life, the more you can imagine for others, the more you will take advantage of. Advantages. I dare not say whether all women need to be loved and taken care of, but this should be what your sister Shen Jing needs most right now. A strong chest enough for her to lean on, rather than a pug that can be called around. ."
He got close to the trembling rogues, grabbed Magenta's left chest from behind and gently stroked it. "Teach you a way to tame a woman. Grab her heart from behind, rub it gently, and whisper softly in her ear. Let her lean into your arms and recall how good you are. Nine times out of ten, you will succeed. It occasionally works against men. But don't use this trick against unrelated women. Nine times out of ten, it will leave a slap mark on the face."
Almost screaming and escaping from shu's grasp, Magenta looked at the two people in front of her uneasily. "But...but how do I know Sister Shenjing still cares about me? She was really angry just now and almost kicked me out."
The famous mainland painter squatted feebly on the ridge of the roof, staring at the bright moon with his chin clenched. "Don't forget that she is a patient facing death now. I can feel the pain in her eyes. You probably don't know. Recently, when I was alone with her, she had the same expression on her face. She didn't say anything, and even cursed several times. I can understand her mood. But haven't you noticed that she is always pursuing your figure and avoiding your sight at the same time? "
"Really! Why?" Hope returned to Magenta, and he anxiously stepped forward to ask clearly.
"I don't know." Shan shui just gave a clueless response. He stood up and faced the excited Magenta, pointing to his eyes. "From her eyes, I could see a little desire and a lot of guilt. I don't know why she had such a look, maybe it has something to do with her past. I didn't ask, because I knew I wasn't qualified to know. These things. And the truth can be so heavy that no one can bear it."
"No, Sister Shen Jing didn't have any bad memories in the past, right?" Magenta defended hurriedly. But shu nearby brings up the most crucial point. "That's the past you know. What about the past you don't know?"
The key point really made the three men stupid on the roof. The pensive Magenta spoke first. "I wonder if Father Harrison knows some information?"
"You didn't ask, how do you know whether Father Harrison knows or not." shu responded directly.
The three of them looked at each other, and Magenta was the first to run towards the edge of the roof. The rogues released the cat's paw on his hand, wrapped it around the cross on the roof of the church, and then got off the roof neatly. shuhe Shanshui walked to the edge of the roof and looked down at the figure of rogues who had broken into the church at a height above the ground.
"Well~ can you help me get down?" Shanshui asked shu with a smile.
"How did you get up here just now?"