Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

Fiadina felt that Shirtel beside her suddenly stood still, so her body was also held upright, and she subconsciously looked forward.

—no one was there.

It was also in the afternoon, there were no people on the street, and the cart also disappeared into the street.

Fia Tina opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

"Maybe there are too few people here, let's change the place."

Silter whispered in her ear.

"Ah."

Fiatina responded sullenly.

"People always have to eat, and she also needs money to buy oranges. She has to change after all."

As if seeing the reason for Fiatina's gloom, Shirtel added another sentence.

"I see."

Fiatina nodded.

She wished she really understood.

If you think too much, you will become distressed, and then it will be difficult to move forward.

Sighing, Fiatina took a step forward, and glanced at the corner of the alley from the corner of her eye.

A few drops of orange-yellow liquid "tick-tick" fell from the twisted mass of broken copper and iron inside, and the forcibly bent wheels made a "creak" sound under the blowing of the wind.

Fiatina's pupils shrank slightly.

She saw several broken glass vessels on the ground, transparent shards scattered in the shadows of the alley.

"What's wrong? Fia."

Realizing that something was wrong, Shirtel followed Fiatina's gaze.

She suddenly covered Fiatina's eyes.

"Don't think about it." Silter whispered.

"That's the big sister's cart."

Fia Tina's tone dropped, she asked suicidally.

"…Yes."

Shirtel sighed, Fiadina had seen enough of the darkness of this land, but she was still afraid, what was she afraid of——

— She didn't know either.

Shirtel looked at Fia Tina, and saw that Fia Tina's face overlapped with a certain face in memory.

She shook her head slightly, stopping her wild thoughts.

"Listen to me, Fia. In this land, there is no one whose story is not heavy."

"I see."

"You do not understand."

Shirtel put his arms around Fiatina's shoulders, and his voice became louder, "You don't understand at all."

"I see."

Fiatina repeated her words again, her tone was still low, but full of firmness.

That eldest sister met her by chance, and the meeting was only a chance. To be honest, she didn't even know why she was so unhappy because of a guess with her.

She thought of the solitary figure of the eldest sister from Ursas, pushing a small cart under the sunset, giving herself the warmth of a glass of orange juice with concern, and smiling and praising her beautiful bow.

"She was smiling."

Fia Tina raised her head and looked into Shirtel's eyes.

"You're smiling too, Fia."

Shirtel stared into Fiatina's eyes.

"In the snowy field of Ursas, you often showed me a smile, Fia, think about the time before I saw you."

Shirtel's hand lightly brushed Fiatina's face, "When I first saw you, you could still see dry tears on your face."

"Think of yourself, Fia, you are strong."

Fia Tina thought of how she looked in this world just now.

She was swept into the sky by the strong wind, until now when encountering a stronger wind, her body would tremble unconsciously.

She knew it was fear.

She is afraid of being alone, so she clings to Shirtel every day.

She is afraid of hunger, so every meal will be very full.

she is afraid...

"You have already seen the darkness of this land."

Shirtel hugged Fiatina again, and whispered in her ear, "So, there is only one thing you have to do, and that is to try not to let yourself fall into darkness."

"You don't need to light yourself up, and you don't need to offer light, you just need to live well."

Fia Tina stared blankly at Shirtel.

After a while, she nodded seriously.

"I will survive."

Shirter saw the firmness in Fiatina's eyes, as well as some other emotions. She was very familiar with that look, as if she had seen the same look in her memory.

But she couldn't remember.

There are many, many things that she can't remember, and this one is not bad.

She has always hated trouble, and thinking too much is meaningless except to embarrass herself, so she embarked on a journey, slowly searching for her own memories in various countries and cities.

Grasp the present and enjoy life.This is the philosophy of Stelter.

So she let go of Fiatina, held Fiatina's hand, and led Fiatina on the way home.

"Aren't you going for a walk?"

Fiatina asked with some doubts.

"It's not necessary, we should go back."

Shirtel rubbed Fiatina's head, and messed up the girl's neat hair. The breeze lifted the girl's hair, and there seemed to be something else reflected in the clear red pupils.

"Okay, let's go home."

Fiatina nodded.

Home.

Fiatina lowered her eyes slightly.

There are many, many darknesses in this world, and one tragedy after another is staged in different places.

but,

Even if shadows cover the world, there will still be seeds called hope gradually sprouting.

Fiatina hopes that the seeds will grow quickly, but she is afraid that everything that exists will go away from her.

Perhaps, this is her selfishness.

"Stelter."

"Ok?"

"Maybe I can't figure it out again."

Shirtel was slightly taken aback, and suddenly smiled again.

"Just keep it like this, Fia, you don't have to think about it."

——It’s good to be like this all the time.

The sun was hanging high in the sky, and the two girls were holding hands. Among them, the white-haired girl raised her foot and kicked the can back, as if her troubles were also left behind by her along with the can.

After the two girls left, an Ursus woman came slowly from the other side of the street.

She glanced regretfully at the broken cart in the alley, and couldn't help but sigh.

She remembered that when she was robbed by misfortune, two mercenaries who spoke strangely helped her. The corners of her mouth could not help but rise, thinking that there are still good people in this world.

"Speaking of which, the two people who helped last time seemed to say that they belonged to the mud rock team? I have to thank them next time."

She said to herself, putting the soda cans on the ground into the cloth bag beside her.

PS: Friendship push book

Chapter 67 Cats and Cats Listening to Stories

That night.

Kelsey walked alone under the moonlight.

"Kelsey, you're lonely."

This is what Teresia told her, "Fiatina is a very special person, maybe you should have a good chat with her."

special?

Kelsey was thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

Fia Tina is very special, of course she knows this, such as her Originium skills, her thinking, her... special charm?

Kelsey thought of the people around Fiatina, from the threesome at the beginning, to the five Sarkaz and a special Volper now.

The mud rock team, which is still relatively powerful, must also be counted.

What is this Kazdel Crown Chamber?

Of course, these are not the main points. As a person who has lived for tens of thousands of years, what has she not seen?

What she cared about was the first half of Teresia's words.

lonely.

Kelsey once told Teresia that she wanted to know her own answers more than seek the meaning of her actions.

Teresia is a demon king who can understand emotions, and her loneliness is hard to hide.

But there is no antidote to loneliness - even a demon king like Theresia who can "read minds" cannot be cured. Kelsey walks alone in this land, witnessing suffering, witnessing despair, witnessing everything she can witness .

Even so, she did not find her own answer.

Shaking her head slightly, she decided not to think about herself for the time being.

The thing about Fiatina...

Kelsey recalls her earlier conversation with Theresa.

"Fiatina is entitled to know the truth about this world."

She taught many students, all of them were very smart, some were scientists in Columbia, some were researchers in Ursus, and some... probably died in the long years.

But the only one she thinks qualified to grant "the truth of this world" is Theresa.

No different from other students, she taught Theresa a lot of knowledge about "this land", but it was the other party's thoughts that really changed her mind and gave her the truth of the world.

"The ups and downs on this land, regardless of yours or mine, we should get through it with the people."

Kelsey had seen a lot of people, and among the people she knew, Teresia was by no means the first or the most sober, but she was the only one who was willing to stand up.

Kelsey, an immortal, is overwhelmed by His Majesty's ideals.

Before he knew it, Kelsey saw the villa.