Whispering Poems

Chapter 1807 Sunny Memories

"Before we set off, Your Majesty was also worried that we might not be able to recognize usable relics, so he asked me to memorize a relics illustrated book. Although there is no conch in it -【Undying Thoughts】, but there is this-【 Golden Memories]. Blood is mixed with ink, gold powder is added, and then the three most profound memories with someone are recorded here, and then the person in the memory can return. It can be a living person or a soul. This The only restriction is that the soul cannot be completely destroyed. Other than that, there are no restrictions."

Miss Higgins was actually worried that the souls that were not recruited by the conch shell last time would be destroyed, but she didn't dare to say it, and Shade certainly wouldn't mention it:

"What about negative traits?"

"When writing a memory, everyone around you will passively enter the memory. This kind of access to other people's memory is a very dangerous behavior, but fortunately, Mrs. Miles is an ordinary person, and you and I are both demons."

She couldn't tell what Xia De was, so she thought for a while and simply skipped the topic:

"Mrs. Miles, we will glimpse the real scene in your memory later, please don't mind."

The old man smiled and shook his head, took the notebook, and gently stroked the cover with his palm:

"It doesn't matter. If I can see him in advance in memory, I will be very happy. You have worked hard too. No matter what the final result is, I can accept it."

Xia De glanced at the surrounding thick fog:
"Try now, then, do you have ink, pens, and gold dust?"

Not much time wasted in the camp this time, and there was still a lot of time left in the total of 10 minutes. He had enough time to watch the old woman try the second relic again.Since the devil pointed in the direction after receiving money, Xia De thinks that this time there should be no problem.

"Yes, it's in the backpack."

So the witch took out the ink, and after adding the gold powder, Granny Miles cut her index finger with her own hands, squeezed out blood and dripped it into the ink.

Everything was ready, she wrote the pen herself, recalled the past in a daze, and then told the young people, while telling the story of the past:

"This is not a very interesting story. The first time I met him was in the spring. I was a helper in the village and brought a floral skirt for the wife of the village head from the town. Everyone was not rich at that time. , how beautiful that dress is, in that fine weather, it seems to be able to shine. It is said that this is a modified shape that imitates the dress worn by a witch emperor. At that time, I always believed in this .”

The ink fell, and in the dark fog-shrouded sky, a ray of sunlight shone on the nib of the pen, and then the fog in the entire sky was dispelled.

Shad and Miss Higgins squinted their eyes and looked up. In the blue sky, the sun was slightly eastward, and large white clouds slowly floated in the blue sky.Looking around again, Granny Miles was still sitting by the bonfire writing her memories, while on the other side of the path under the feet of Shade and Miss Higgins, a young girl with her hair wrapped in a headscarf and a faded floral dress, was Walking here with a paper bag in his arms.

She has an unremarkable appearance and even has some freckles on her face.But it could be seen that she was in a good mood, humming a tune that Xia De had never heard while walking.

"Mrs. Myers's cousin, our Majesty, only sat on the throne and the seat of Parliament more than ten years ago. The story of the mother-in-law happened at least 50 years ago. Look, Mrs. Myers was really young at that time."

Miss Higgins reminded Shad in a low voice.

"Ma'am, did you meet that Mr. Richard Jackman on this way back to the village?"

Xia De asked curiously, the black mist had completely dissipated, it was really a sunny day, and the wind was warm and comfortable.Xia De wasn't sure whether it was the memory of old Mrs. Miles that beautified the environment here, but it was really nice here.

The old man sitting by the roadside bonfire also looked up and looked around, his eyes seemed to be shining.There was a smile on her face, it was a smile from the heart:
"Yeah, I'll never forget. I was fifteen and he was seventeen. He was the youngest son of the knight from the next village, and he came up behind me on horseback. I stepped out of the way to get his horse, When he passed by me, I saw him immediately."

The young girl was already in front of Shad and Miss Higgins, but could not see them at all.Behind her, there was the cheerful sound of hooves, and a thin young man with black hair and a sword on his waist, riding a maroon horse, appeared not far away.

To be honest, the appearance of this young man is also ordinary.Although Xia De is not very narcissistic, he is very clear that the other party's appearance is not to say better than his own, even if it is placed in the average level, it is probably in the middle.

Just as Mrs. Miles described, the young man rode a horse, passing by the young girl who had passed by the side of the road, and then left in the distance.

The old man stopped writing on his face for a while, and looked up with his young self, watching the figure go away.The wrinkles on her face were piled together, but the happy expression couldn't be concealed:
"so good"

"He didn't stop, so you met again later?"

The witch asked curiously, and the old man shook his head:
"No, look."

The voice fell, and the boy who had gone far came back on horseback.He carefully controlled the horse, jumped off in front of the young girl who dared not look up, and then issued an invitation:
"Excuse me, are you going to Little Hangleton Village?"

"At the age of 17, he jumped off the horse. His black hair was shining against the sun and his teeth were very white. He asked me in a very gentlemanly manner if he wanted to give me a ride. Later, he took me back to the village on horseback. Then he put me at the entrance of the village. I didn’t know until a long time later that he really wanted to stop beside me immediately, and the reason why he walked for a while and came back was that he couldn’t control his father’s horse at all.”

Looking at the words he wrote in the notebook, the old man felt in a trance that he had followed the girl who was sitting sideways on the horse not far away.

The gentlemanly boy didn't get on the horse, but walked ahead holding the rein.They talked and laughed, the young boy was very cheerful, while the girl lowered her head while holding the paper bag, blushing and responding to the topic.

They gradually fade away with the memory.

The black mist enveloped the surroundings again, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them returned to the periphery of the black mist camp.The bonfire was crackling, and Mrs. Miles had a happy expression on her face. Although Miss Higgins looked down on men, she was looking forward to such an encounter and love:
"Unfortunately, I have already passed the age of such a young love. Why didn't I meet that girl when I was young?"

She muttered in a low voice, not knowing that Xia De, who had excellent hearing, could hear it completely.Of course, Xia De pretended not to hear anything, and after seeing other people's happy memories, his own love story naturally surfaced.

"You don't have a lover, do you?"

Miss Higgins asked Xia De with a pensive expression in surprise, Xia De nodded:

"Of course, I'm welcome."

The young witch pursed her lips and stopped talking, realizing that she was the only one here who was single. Instead, old Mrs. Miles asked:
"Young man, did you also meet on a sunny spring day?"

"This"

The first thing Xia De thinks about is not whether it is sunny that day, but thinking about who he should remember the first meeting with.

The first girl he met was Dorothy. That day he followed Dr. Schneider back to the clinic and listened to the doctor's introduction about St. Byrence. Possibly Rezia.

The first girl he met with a sure relationship with him was Luvia, and that was when he was in Lakeview Manor.Luvia, who went to work in other places because of the work of the Prophet Association, also participated in the banquet that led to a series of events after returning.The starry sky was clear that night, and Luvia was also very beautiful in a long dress. That was the first time Xia De saw those purple eyes.

The first witch he met was Miss Galina. That night he accepted the entrustment of Mr. Franklin, the accountant, to go to the "Lucky Southern Cross Club" to find his son, and then met the drunk Ladd Captain Si, was discovered by the witch again.That night, he didn't see the witch, he just talked across the room, and he didn't even know her name.

"Speaking of which, the Franklin family moved to Artek, the city of art, and I don't know what's going on now."

The encounter with these three ladies was either at night or in the foggy weather in the city.And the encounter under the bright sunshine. That was the first time a foreigner came to this world. When he was looking for a pet store, he met Iluna at the door of the store.

The 17-year-old girl gave him a polite smile, and then walked into the light of the alley.At that moment, it seemed as if a ray of skylight shone on her body, as if the whole world was watching her. Xia De will never forget that scene. Then he met on the sunny roof, hiding on the roof, let the pet The store owner hated and feared to lose the pet cat Mia. That day was also the day when Xia De and Mia met for the first time.

"Look at your expression, you should have a lot of stories, right?"

The old man asked with a smile, Xia De nodded, and asked a question:
"Actually. I've always been very guilty of them. They love me, and of course I love me too, but I can't. I'm probably really too greedy."

Miss Higgins was not at all surprised that Witch Emperors lived worse than Six Age outsiders.Old Mrs. Miles also understood what Shad wanted to express:
"You mean, you're guilty of being unfaithful to them?"

"Yes."

The old man got to the point right away, and she looked at the young man who seemed to be a little anxious, but more of a guilty man:
"The fact that you can feel guilty shows that you know what you've done. You don't want to let go, do you?"

　PS: The illustration in this chapter "The Witch-Miss Higgins"

　
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