The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

"It's obviously not as difficult as you think, isn't it?"

When Ophelia was about to retort, Ian did not intend to leave any chance for her.

The magician recalled seeing the legend of Britain when he was still studying in the Clock Tower.

Knights would ride their horses and sprint across the vast grasslands.

And now - she found that she could experience the feeling of participating in a war as a horse.

next moment.

Ophelia's eyes widened.

she was--

Feeling the feeling of galloping on the prairie.

The story goes from spring to winter, and ends with the earthworms no longer swarming in the garden.

The river flows out from the depths of the snow-capped mountains and echoes in the garden. It is the most beautiful scene in winter.

When Ophelia thought this, she discovered that her journey did not end there.

Ruixue's back garden returned to silence, and Shang Chun's front garden welcomed the same visitor.

She turned back and looked at Ian in shock.

"you……"

Ian smiled slightly.

"Miss Ophelia, the land has been cultivated for so long. If we don't plant something, there will be no harvest in the future."

"Besides—"

"Magic and other things must be tested multiple times to make it safer, right?"

After a while.

Ophelia lay on the table, looked at the white ceiling of the room, and thought of many things.

Flowers, trees, sky, breeze;

Clouds, sun, rainbow, ocean;

Beach, forest, rocks, gravel.

"What, you're not talking anymore?" Ian's voice sounded, "Do you feel like you're broken?"

"..."

"This is the first time in two places!" Ophelia protested, "If it were you, would you be able to bear it?"

"Too."

Click.

Ian took a photo of Ophelia's appearance on the table.

"what are you doing!"

The magician reacted quickly.

She climbed up from the table and looked at Ian nervously.

"Why take pictures?"

"It's nothing, just a souvenir - I can send it to you if you want."

"Who wants this kind of photo?"

"Really not?"

"...Then let's send it out."

Ian smiled, and then sent the photo he had just taken to Ophelia.

When the latter saw the photos sent on his mobile phone, he showed a shameful but slightly happy expression.

"Abnormal..." the magician muttered, "You actually use it both before and after... I don't know how you became a candidate for Master."

"Because it's really good."

"It's really good?!"

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"This is my sincere evaluation."

"I originally thought there would be something particularly difficult about a magician like you, but -"

"Actually, she's just like an ordinary girl."

"Eh?"

Ophelia's face turned redder - she found that she actually liked this comment.

"Ian, am I the first person to make you feel this way?"

"No." The man shook his head without hesitation, leaving no hope for the other party.

"You're not the first, and you won't be the last."

Ophelia looked a little disappointed.

"but--"

"It's also an interesting one."

Ophelia was happy again.

But she soon realized that Ian had said that on purpose.

He wanted his emotions to flow with his words.

"Don't come here to stir up my emotions secretly."

"Ok, I know."

Ian was completely unfazed.

"You are an independent magician."

"But that's exactly how I feel - Ophelia, you're interesting."

"You say that to every girl, right?"

"Have you found out?"

"you!"

Ophelia wanted to be angry, but found that there was no point in doing so.

Because even if he is angry, he will not be touched in any way.

Even if—

The contact between the two can no longer be described as just intimacy.

Ophelia held her other hand, her expression looking complicated.

She found herself getting emotional.

It's impossible to just stay as we are now.

How she wished he did all this with emotion, instead of the seemingly close but actually distant relationship like now.

"Ian, haven't you ever had a crush on anyone?"

"Yes." Ian smiled lightly, "But not now."

"and--"

"I guess I should have said that."

"I...always have someone I want to meet."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Ophelia's eyes dimmed and she stood up.

"I'm going to take a shower."

In the bathroom, she faced herself in the mirror and shed two lines of tears.

So unconvinced.

Who on earth...can tempt this devil?

I really want to curse her for buying instant noodles with only seasonings and only having a hundred yuan bill to get on the bus.

After washing her body with hot water several times, Ophelia's mood finally calmed down after she recovered.

But when she walked out of the bathroom, she saw an unexpected scene.

I saw that Ian, who had been trying every means to make himself feel ashamed before, actually started cleaning the room at this moment.

"What are you doing?"

"Check if there are any cameras."

"I didn't put the camera on!" Ophelia said with a red face.

"You're kidding." Ian's eyes swept across the room.

"I just think this will make you feel better."

"Comfortable?"

"Hmm." The man nodded.

"after all--"

"I can only accompany you on Sunday."

"So now that I have finally come here, I have to do something else."

"..."

Why isn't he a boyfriend?

Ophelia couldn't control herself anymore, she buried herself in Ian's arms.

When the man saw her like this, he was a little surprised at first, but he quickly accepted it.

for a long time.

Ophelia looked up.

After returning to her normal state, she pushed Ian away.

"You can really turn your back faster than turning the pages of a book."

Ian clutched his chest and couldn't help but complain.

"Who told you to ask me to do that just now!"

"I... want compensation!"

"Compensation, what compensation?"

"that is--"

Ophelia looked at Ian and spoke carefully.

"Didn't I say before that if you are free one day, you would go back to the Clock Tower with me?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded, "You did say that."

"Then now I have to add one more condition." Ophelia raised a finger.

"What conditions?"

"...accompany me to meet my parents."

"what?"

"Don't show that expression!" Ophelia pushed Ian.