Is it a dream?

Qianjie's mind was extremely puzzled.

But he had never had such a dream, or in other words, never had such a "beautiful" dream.

His dreams have always been hellish scenes: burning sky, earth, corpses, human figures wailing in blood dripping everywhere, or something else.

In the occasional peaceful dream, Qian Jie would return to that remote and dark mountain village.

He watched those ignorant people with adoring faces bow down to him, and then come forward to cut his arteries after bowing.

In the cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami, hot blood spilled on the ground.

But in the dream just now, he was just fighting heartily, he didn't have to worry about destroying anything, and he didn't have any worries.

The beautiful silver-haired girl was walking around in his attack...it seemed like she was dancing. If he was a ghost, then the girl was an angel.

How could such a dream appear on someone like him?

While thinking, the hostility in Qianjie's body gradually dissipated, and he seemed to have turned back into that lonely porter again.

Just as Qian Jie was still sorting out his chaotic thoughts, a crisp voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar came to his ears.

"woke up?"

This sound almost put him into a fighting state again, he suddenly turned his head to look at the side, but suddenly a spoon was stuffed into his mouth.

The warm, salty and sweet taste spread on the tip of the tongue, Qian Jie was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously licked the spoon in his mouth.

"How does it taste? My latest tomato and potato soup~"

Kiyana took back the spoon and looked at Qianjie expectantly.

"......What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I asked you if it tastes good. If you think it's good, I'll teach Sercia about it later." Kiyana said with a smile.

Qian Jie became more and more confused.

This woman provoked herself like that before, and even invited herself outside to have a fight. She looked like an invincible witch.

But now, she was sitting by her bed wearing an apron, her long silver hair was tied in front of her, and she had a gentle temperament as if she was really a cook.

Why do completely opposite temperaments appear in the same person?

Thousands of kalpas with little contact with others are incomprehensible.

"So tell me, how does it taste?"

Kiyana urged.

Qian Jie was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly:

"...good."

Hearing this, a satisfied smile appeared on Qiyana's pretty face.

"Since even you think it's good, it must be good."

She stuffed the bowl and spoon into Qian Jie's arms and said, "You can eat the rest yourself, I'll go find the children."

Qian Jie stared blankly at the tomatoes and potatoes floating in the soup, not intending to move.

Seeing his dumbfounded appearance, Qiyana couldn't help feeling helpless.

He was obviously crazy like ADHD during the battle, why is he dumb like a log now?

She put her hands on her hips, puffed her cheeks and said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you say that the taste is good? Why didn't you move again?"

But Qiyana thought about it again, this guy couldn't be injured internally by me, right?Or is it a sequela of the effect of [Feather Dust]?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"Ahem, if you're really injured, or I'll feed you—"

"What do you mean?" Qian Jie asked suddenly.

"...Huh?" Kiyana raised her brows, "I would like to ask, what do you mean by that?"

"Don't play dumb for me, what is the purpose of you coming to this nursing home and provoking me these things?"

Qian Jie's words began to be filled with anger again. He was originally an extremely irritable character, and he used his fists to solve any unreasonable things.

If he hadn't been defeated by Qiyana just now, he might have punched Qiyana again.

Hearing this, Qiyana just smiled lightly.

"Why must it be for something?"

"What did you say?"

"Is there a purpose in doing things?"

Qiyana smiled and said: "If I have to say it, my purpose is to have some fun, right? Or, I want to know a little bit about you, a lonely weird guy?"

"..."

Being described in this way, Qian Jie didn't feel much.His evaluation of himself was far worse than what Kiyana said.

Want to know a little about...me?

After a moment of silence, Qian Jie suddenly raised the bowl and poured the soup into his mouth.

Seeing this, Qiyana couldn't help but smile.

As long as you are a chef, it is very happy to see others feasting on the food you make, and Qiyana is no exception.

Almost all the soup and a little tomato and potato in the bowl were settled at once, Qian Jie was relieved of the bowl, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand.

"Give me the bowl. If you feel that you still need to rest, I will help you and tell Dean Alponia."

Kiyana took the bowl from Qian Jie's hand, turned around and was about to leave the room.

At this time, Qian Jie behind him suddenly said:

"Hello, woman. What's your name?"

"Don't you think it's too late to ask someone's name now?"

Qiyana turned her head and giggled, and said, "Before asking someone else's name, it's considered polite to state your own name first."

"You should know my name."

"That's different, self-introduction is essential."

"...Thousands of kalpas."

"Hey, Kiyana Kaslana, just call me Kiyana."

Kiyana flicked her hair, her dancing ponytail looked like a cute elf.

"Please teach me more~"

"...Go away now."

"Good good~"

......

......

......

"Ahhhhh!!"

Alicia touched Joan's red nose with tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong? Do you catch a cold too?"

Hua at the side asked.

"Hey~ Don't delicate girls arouse the desire to protect more?"

"..."

"Speaking of which, I always feel that something is blocking my heart."

Alicia tapped her red lips with her fingers, frowned slightly and thought about it.

"Did something bad happen?"

"Did you forget to turn off the natural gas stove in the teacher's room?"

"How can—wait...seems like—?"

The smile on Qiao's face suddenly froze.

"Don't move around here, I will come back as soon as I go!"

Chapter 71 Not an easy task

The pattern of Dusk Street is probably different from other places.

The entire street looked old, and the light of the setting sun shrouded the evening street in a hazy and dull atmosphere.Every pedestrian's face was exhausted, and there was no trace of vitality in their expressions.

You can often see men and women in messy and weird clothes staying together in groups of three or four, some telling some low-level jokes that caused a burst of laughter, while others looked around vigilantly, and then secretly took out colorful pills and threw them into the mouth.

"What a great place."

Kiyana expressed such emotion.

"No, no matter how you look at it, it's terrible here, right?" Pa Duo complained from the side.

How could she who grew up on Twilight Street not know what it was like here?

If there is only one word to describe it, it is "chaos".

The most vicious group of people gathered here, fugitives, drug dealers, gangsters, these people came to Twilight Street as if they were coming home, and they all said "I like this place so much".

Kiyana smiled slightly.

Of course she could see that Twilight Street was a place full of villains, and that sentence was just a casual sarcasm.

However, there is light in even the darkest places.

"Because Dean Alponia is here, it's a good place!" Sercia next to her said excitedly.

"Yes."

Kiyana reached out and touched the girl's head, a gentle smile appeared on her pretty face.

The sanatorium opened by Alponia is exactly the white lotus that opened up on the filth of Dusk Street.Out of the mud but not stained, pure, beautiful and warm.

Although she had only been there for a few days, Qiyana had indeed fallen in love with the nursing home.

These days, Kiyana's life in the nursing home is very simple.

The sky had just turned pale, and Qiyana had already woken up.

She would go to the children's room, step in cautiously, and quietly wake Serkia up -- at the girl's own request.

Then, Kiyana will go to the kitchen first to start preparations.

After Sercia finished washing, the two girls, one big and one small, would start to get busy in the kitchen.

When the sun was high and breakfast was ready, the two of them went to the church hall with the meal, and they could see Alponia coming out of the prayer room on the way.

In the hall, the children are already sitting upright and ready to enjoy the food.

Kiyana would dine with the children most of the time, and Padu would sometimes appear out of nowhere, complaining about yesterday's poor harvest and coming to Cengfan.

As for why most of the time, it was because Kiyana went to Qianjie once or twice on a whim, and eating with that lonely guy always gave her some inexplicable pleasure.

After breakfast, Kiyana was a little free.Apart from being dragged by the children to play some games together, she would spend the time tinkering with [Thousand Worlds One Vehicle].

As [Void Wanzang] said, [Thousand Worlds One Vehicle] was severely damaged when she returned to this world in order to break through the rejection, and it is now unusable.

Qiyana will leave this world one day, so she naturally has to study how to fix [Thousand Worlds One Vehicle].

Of course, she didn't have much idea about this matter yet.

There is not much difference between lunch and dinner. In fact, the ingredients in the nursing home are very simple. Even if Qiyana cooks differently, it is difficult to make delicious dishes.Fortunately, the children in the nursing home are all people who have suffered. No matter what they are, they are never picky eaters.

After dinner, Kiyana will stretch her muscles.

Activity content: beating a thousand catastrophes.

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