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"Okay." Walter stood up.

The two little girls didn't say anything more, they stood up and accepted the arrangement silently.

In fact, no matter what, I will obey the teacher's words unconditionally.

But they felt that the teacher seemed a little depressed.

myself too.

"Except for telling your relatives, you don't need to be too ostentatious. Now that a poet laureate or a famous singer is among you, if you announce it before you leave, I'm afraid you won't have enough time to deal with the social issues of seeing you off."

Fan Ning thought for a while and spit out a string of quick sentences sullenly.

"Okay." Walter looked back at the door, and once again agreed to the teacher's explanation.

After the three left the hotel restaurant and went back to the villa to pack their luggage, Fan Ning sat alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, maintaining this posture for a long time.

He watched the people coming and going outside the window in a daze for a while, trying to feel the strangeness of that inexplicable emblem but to no avail, and there was no response from the other party when he called Joan's name.

Later, I tried to sort out the confusion of the current situation and conceived the writing method of the sixth movement, but I was confused and had no clue.

Also fell asleep for a while.

In this way, the time went directly to more than five o'clock in the afternoon.

He ordered a simple meal, took a few mouthfuls without taste, and then boarded a taxi to the port in the north of the city.

The sea breeze is blowing, the whistle is sounding, the boats moored at the pier are clean and beautiful, the curves of the houses behind are elegant and white, and the passionflowers and phoenix flowers planted on the shore are bright scarlet in the sunlight.

A silver-gray ocean liner scheduled to depart from the North Port of Tia, United Kingdom of Phaidon in the evening, bound for Piodo, a coastal city in the south of Tiolein, is showing the usual busy scene before the ticket check-in and unmooring. Waves slapped white foam on the bottom of the giant wheel.

There are quite a few people waiting to board the ship at the port, but the order is very clean and quiet. Only the shirtless porters are working under the command of a few men in sunglasses. In front of the crowd, several elderly passengers took off their sun hats Looking on tiptoe, there are several rows of slanted and straight heads on the four rows of boarding ladders all the way to the cabin door.

There were seven people Fanning saw off. Walter and his wife, two children and a nephew, and Luna and Miss Nightingale.

Chretien and Troy also went to the port to see them off. After a few chats with the members of the chamber of commerce, Miss Nightingale came to Fanning again.

"Teacher, is it half a year?"

"Maybe soon, maybe a little longer."

"Then you will also come to the Northern Continent?" Luna asked

"It's a place that should be visited." Fanning nodded.

They chatted about a repetitive topic, and Fanning answered repeatedly.

The next moment, the two sides waved goodbye, and the group of Yuanyang boarded the ship.

In the last scene, Ann's light blue dress disappears, and Luna steps into the cabin door and turns to put away the little black umbrella.

In the evening, the sky was full of red clouds, and amidst the roar of steam, Fan Ning watched the steel body of the silver-gray ship cut through the sea inch by inch, and always felt that there was a certain dull, dull and tranced emotion that did not come out well.

He exhaled with a long breath.

In fact, the chat time just now is not short, and the content is quite a lot.

But after continuing to blow the sea breeze on the shore for a while, Fanning felt that there were not many memorable conversations left.

It was a hasty and inexplicable encounter, a hasty and inexplicable farewell.

"Joan."

"Joan, are you around here?"

He wanted to talk to the only person close to him who was still around, but he called twice again and still got no response.

"Mr. Scheler, our carriage can take you back." Chretien stood a little far away out of courtesy, and finally spoke after waiting for a long time when he was still not moving.

"no need."

Fanning tightened the straps of the wooden guitar case on his shoulders, turned around and walked away from the port alone.

One is in the north and the other is in the west. The villas in the port and Fox Lily Field span a small half of the urban area. Even if it takes five or ten minutes to drive by horse-drawn carriage, Fan Ning walked directly between the city-states.

Maybe it's because I don't know what to rush back to do.

This stop and go took more than four hours.

The first day that never-withered nectar almost disappeared in the Southland.

In general, Fanning didn't find its direct influence after a quick look. The city is still warm, fragrant, with a strong charm, and there are countless possible bright and sweet encounters for people to enjoy. enjoy.

But Fanning still felt that something might be changing, far-fetched, unproven, just intuition.

Sometimes, at the joints of rivers, ditches, and arch bridges, or in the small alleys of the city, he feels that there are more graffiti or street art, and he has a soft spot for red flirting. Those lines are abstract, exaggerated and twisted very hard, without adding Concealed to vent the emotions behind it.

People in restaurants, drinking bars or cafes are talking about the "Flower Ceremony" enthusiastically, and are eager to apply for the part reserved for ordinary citizens to go to the main hall to watch the ceremony. As the most important annual ceremony in the southern country, such Enthusiasm occurs every year, which is normal, but many stores promote appetite in their conversations, guests talk about color and appetite, and pretend to be mysterious to describe their expectations for hidden tastes.

Fanning also smelled the atmosphere of confusion in some underground bars. Young men and women in cool clothes danced and vented under the lights. Shout endlessly.

It wasn't until a certain moment after leaving the western suburbs that Fanning felt that he had entered an invisible curtain, and the smell of perfume and the sound of drums in the city faded away from his ears and became quiet.

Recalling the travel and stay along the way, he felt that this was a strange change, not to mention the sweet midsummer in the southern country, these occasions and scenes can be found everywhere in some places in Tiolein.

But in short, it would be right to let them leave here early.

Amidst the chirping of insects and the sound of frogs in the fox lily field, he returned to the villa of Thon's former residence at the tail of the Steinach Mountains.

It was already past midnight, and the flower beds on both sides were covered with anti-humidity water drops, the old-fashioned balsam dal dark brown floor was spotless, and the beige lamps in the room still gave off a soft light.

It's just that the lively atmosphere that was originally there is now all gone.

The Walter family and the two little girls of the ocean voyage cleared away all belongings, and Walter also apparently dismissed the housekeeper, cook, footman, coachman, gardener, and all servants and washers.

The efficiency is quite high, but this is what Fanning himself explained.

Now there is only one person in the huge villa.

Fanning made himself a pot of tea with some interest at first, put it on the long coffee table in front of the living room, and found some berry snacks in the storage room, sat on the tufted sofa and crossed his legs .

But within 10 minutes he stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Not because of any boredom.

In fact, Fanning is the type of boy who is most tolerant of loneliness, but there is no need to spend time here alone in the middle of the night, the only choice is to wash up and go to bed.

There was nothing to say all night, and the dreams were sparse and weak.

When the world is clean, the sunrise and the sound of birds are like washing.

Since Fan Ning didn't rest the night before, he may have slept a little longer this time, and when he woke up, the sun shining through the window had already made his body hot.

"Wow--" cold water splashed on my face.

After washing, Fanning lazily walked out of the bathroom in his pajamas, with his chest uncovered and slippers on.

He directly opened the back door of the living room, ready to go downstairs and take a shortcut to Lake Naiga.

But when he continued to push open the second door leading to the courtyard in the corridor, he froze in place for an instant.

The breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the butterflies are flying among the colorful flowers.

Miss Nightingale in a light blue dress was swinging on the swing by the clear water pool.

She hummed the melody of the first song of "The Beautiful Mill Girl", and when she saw herself standing on the steps in front of the door, she smiled happily and raised her hand to say hello:

"Good morning, teacher."

Fanning stood there for more than ten seconds before taking a step.

After approaching, the girl stopped the dangling swing with her pedals, and met his eyes.

"Where's Luna?" Fanning asked pretending to be calm.

"She's making breakfast in the small restaurant. I just went there. Some of them are rice balls with rose sauce and herbal tea." Miss Nightingale raised her head with a smile, "Don't you always feel that the taste of the chef's kneading is not as soft as hers... ..."

After she finished speaking, seeing that Fanning seemed to want to sit down, she moved her body slightly to make room for her.

After Fan Ning sat down on the swing, at first he tore off a petal casually, spread it in his palm and looked at it silently, but after thinking for a long time, the confusion in his eyes became more and more intense, and finally he bent down and hugged his head.

"teacher?……"

An looked at him worriedly, and didn't know what to do, so she carefully put a hand on his back.

Fan Ning sat up straight after a long time, and his face seemed to have returned to calm.

"Have you had any dreams worth talking about lately?" he asked.

"Yes! Just last night!" Ann said immediately, with a relaxed expression, "I dreamed that you arranged for me and Luna to go to the North Continent with Senior Brother Walter, and you were about to leave us, and the strange thing is that Luna She also said that she had a similar dream..."

The flowing light in Fanning's eyes froze.

Miss Nightingale pulled her black hair, with a smile on her lips: "I'm so complicated and melancholy, I think this is an opportunity to change the course of my life, but I can't bear to go so suddenly and so fast, I feel that I should ask 'Teacher not to leave' I don't want to go either', but I thought how could I not listen to the teacher?... Then, I just boarded the boat and left. Fortunately, it was a dream, and I felt like I was still struggling when I woke up..."

"Teacher, why did you ask about dreams? Don't you know? Luna told you earlier?"

"Which one of "The Poet's Love" is your favorite?" Fanning looked into her eyes.

"Fifth, "May my soul be intoxicated". Ninth, "The flute is playing, the piano is melodious." The girl gently fiddled with the swaying flowers with her feet.

Fanning nodded slightly, then stood up slowly.

Didn't go away?

How many people didn't leave?
That's right, Fanning saw a few maids busy in the corridor, and among the flowers in the distance, the sun hats of several gardeners were floating up and down from time to time.

Judging from what Miss Nightingale meant, the breakfast was also being prepared by a chef and Luna.

And the villa I returned to late last night was obviously empty, and now it can only show that...

I thought that the arrangement made by the world when I was awake was just a dream, but in fact no one left.

Yesterday I did feel groggy and very detached.

Could it be that the special feature of the Southern Continent is that it has become a place that cannot be left?

I have never seen such a case in the occult classics, but did it really happen to me?

"I'll come back later for breakfast."

He got up and walked directly to the row of guest rooms.

Walter is also a high-ranking and knowledgeable person, and the system of the Church of the Holy Sun may have some means that he does not know. This is a helper besides Joan who cannot be underestimated at the moment.

According to the belief of this conductor, as long as the sun in the sky doesn't fall, he doesn't care about the disappearance of the nectar of immortality the night before yesterday, but now everyone is involved in this matter.

The first arrangement to go to sea failed, and it stands to reason that we can try again now, but Fan Ning thinks it is better to discuss it first.

Seeing that the door was half open and the curtains were not completely closed, Fanning didn't have any courtesy and pushed open Walter's door directly.

Then he froze for the second time.

The pillows and sheets were new, clean, and tidy, and there were no personal belongings in the room, as did the other two bedrooms of Walter's children and nephew next door.

"Walter really left again!?"

5 minutes later, the restaurant.

"Teacher, you must not have had a good rest." Luna poured herbal tea for Fanning.

"Composing must be more tiring than singing. The teacher didn't sleep the night before." An held a handful of rice balls in her hands.

The fact Fan Ning has so far is that Walter had set off for the North Continent with his family at [-]:[-] last night, and dismissed half of the servants, which was his own arrangement.

Then, there are no letters of recommendation.

Also, how can there be a letter of recommendation?I can say hello in Lianmeng at any time, which is a generally normal and slightly ambiguous thing, which has no meaning except to increase the relevance in the eyes of the Special Patrol Office.

Then, the disappearance of the never-withered nectar is real, Luna's milky white bracelet is real, and the emblem formed by the bouquet of fox lilies on her arm is real.

In the end, Luna and Ann didn't go.

This is definitely not a good decision.

"If the two little girls were right about what happened yesterday, I can't figure out why I didn't let them go with Walter."

Even in the present moment, Fanning still wants to send the two of them away.

Something must be interfering.

The Walter family can leave, but Luna and Ann can't?
It is not a question of those who are knowledgeable or ignorant, nor is it a question of adults or children, nor is it a question of gender. The situation of Walter and his party of five can just rule out all of the above.

"Could it be..."

"The Walter family was born in the Western Continent, and Luna and An were born in the Southern Kingdom?"

"The current situation in the Southern Continent is that the locals cannot leave?"

This is the most direct and easiest way to speculate.

But Fan Ning felt that this was really impossible. If the special feature of the Southern Continent is that the locals cannot leave... Is this reasonable?The trade and tourism industry in the industrial age is so developed, even if the "unable to leave" is limited to those born in the southern country, even if only one day has passed, it is enough to cause a sensation among thousands of people.

Thinking about it carefully, there is another possibility... Fanning's chewing movements gradually slowed down.

The Southern Continent may be in danger, but the form is not "keep people from leaving".

The problem is with yourself.

His conscious mind felt that it was safest for Luna and An to leave, so he made such a decision.

But this judgment is wrong.

Subconscious spiritual intervention allowed itself to actually adjust this decision.

Fanning put down the knife and fork suddenly with a bang.

"Come on, follow me to the main hall of the church."