I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

"Then I'll go to work." The woman was relieved and left the hut.

[Popsicle Sakura Tree~]

[Not counting the time spent on conquering the Demon King, it seems to have been 80 years. ]

[Fufu and the others are still following the route of the conquest. ]

"Wait for Philen." Fulilian held her hand.

Philen opened her eyes and looked at the two.

"Let's go find the materials for making medicine." Fulilian said.

"Since we got here, you have been holding her hand." Hugh Tark took Philen's coat in his hand and noticed this detail.

Fulilian said, "Because she looks uncomfortable."

"When Philen caught a cold, she would feel at ease holding her hand."

"It's been like this since she was a child."

Fulilian smiled and looked at Philen.

Philen blushed, pulled back her hand, turned her head and closed her eyes.

'Oh...' Fulilian's hands were empty.

Somewhat confused.

[I'll tell you a story about Philen's childhood (). 】

"What's wrong?" Fulilian withdrew her hand somewhat disappointedly.

Philen turned her back to the two of them, her face red, and her tone was somewhat difficult: "Ms. Fulilian... This is so embarrassing..."

[Phien: Shy! ! ! ]

[Phien is so arrogant, hahaha. ]

Flilian raised her head, a little confused, "Why?"

Phien shrunk her shoulders, "Please don't treat me... as a child..."

The voice was hoarse, and Fulilian's voice was also hoarse.

[The person I like is next to me, I'm sorry. ]

[I don't want Hugh Tark to see me acting like a spoiled child. ]

Flilian was silent for a long time before she understood:

"Is that so, that's right..."

White mountains.

Flilian and Hugh Tark went to the nearby area to find herbs to treat Fulilian's fever.

"In two years, she will grow up..." Fulilian's tone was a little disappointed.

"Not long ago." Fulilian stretched out her hand and gestured, "She was only this tall."

Hsuehtark saw that the height was just up to his waist.

"She was much taller than me." Fulilian looked forward and told Huehtark about the things about Philen in the past.

"It was just a blink of an eye."

Flilian's tone was full of sighs.

[Let me tell you about Philen's childhood. ]

Hsuehtark looked at her.

Fulilian said: "In my heart, Philen is still a child."

"It will probably be like this in the future."

[In Fulilian's heart, Philen has always been that little girl with purple hair and carrot-like shape. ]

[Time, time, please slow down~]

[Ah, I suddenly want to cry after reading these few words. ]

The sound of two people stepping on the snow continued to ring.

Hugh Tark seemed to feel the same emotions, "Fulilian..."

Fulilian turned her head, "Let's collect the materials for making medicine quickly."

Hurgh Tark glanced at Fulilian, then responded, "Yeah."

[Conjugated mother and daughter! ]

[Radish and tomato pick herbs for eggplant. ]

A melodious little song sounded.

Hurgh Tark half-knelt on the ground, picking purple and pink fruits from the bushes.

He and Fulilian, who was kneeling on the ground and buried in the grass, were collecting herbs together.

Hurgh Tark held a bunch of herbs with green branches and white petals in his hand and slowly put them into the mouth of a big turtle.

Fulilian, who was standing by, held her chin with her hand, stared at the herbs in the snow on the back of the big turtle, and began to think.

[A familiar scene... a familiar turtle. ]

[The last time was Philen and Fulilian, feeding turtles in the mountains. ]

[It was the last time we looked for blue moon grass! ]

[Why didn't the turtle hibernate? ]

Flillian was walking on a relatively thick tree trunk, with deep cliffs below, which seemed to be no different from walking on flat ground.

Behind her, Hugh Tark was in a bad state, stretching one arm and following behind in a panic.

It was so scary.

The two walked on the collapsed tree trunk and crossed the cliff.

[Is Hugh afraid of heights? ]

[So cute. ]

The next scene.

Flillian and Hugh Tark were warming themselves around a fire in a tree hole.

Both of them were shivering and very cold.

The sky was glowing with orange and yellow dyeing half of the sky.

Hugh Tark and Flillian were walking in the middle of the valley.

"We are almost at the place where the icicle cherry tree grows." Flillian looked ahead and said to Hugh Tark beside her.

"Is the icicle cherry tree the last material?" Hugh Tark asked.

Fulilian explained: "We need to use mushrooms growing near the roots of trees."

Flilian raised her head and looked forward.

Hsuetalk looked over there and his eyes widened.

'Oh...! ’

He saw it in front of him.

In this world covered with ice and snow, there is a huge tree that seems to be covered with crystal clear ice crystals.

Under the shining rays of the sunset, the icicle cherry tree covered with icicles, each leaf seems to emit a gorgeous light of pink and orange.

Dazzling and gorgeous.

It is simply beautiful.

[Wow! It is so beautiful! ]

[Winter version of weeping willows in the lake! ]

Flillian and Hugh Tark looked up, and this beautiful scene was reflected in their pupils.

"It is so beautiful, I really want to let Ferren see it too."

Hush Tark was speechless when he saw this scene.

"Among the flowers that bloom in winter, it should be my favorite one." Fulillian looked at the icicle cherry tree and sighed at its beautiful appearance.

"The flowers are poisonous, be careful." Fulillian reminded.

Hugh Tark looked at it for a long time, "I said..."

He looked at Fulilian, "Why did you hold Philen's hand?"

"Although you usually treat her as a child, it's not to this extent, right?"

Hugh Tark still thought about this matter.

Fulilian said: "I didn't treat her as a child.

She raised her head and looked at the icicle cherry tree: "I just held her hand because she looked uncomfortable."

[Fei Lun: Let's talk about who is the child.]

[Xiu Bao can't be jealous because of this?]

"After all, I only know this way to relieve pain."

Fulilian blinked and looked at the icicle cherry tree thinking: "What should I do?"

The icicle cherry tree was shining.

"Then you can only do whatever you want." Hugh Tark understood.

"At least the master is like this. "

Xiutark looked at the icicle cherry tree and thought of his master Aize, the way he was kind to him, "Maybe everyone needs a spiritual pillar."

"No one will feel uncomfortable because of being cared for."

Flillian suddenly thought of something.

In the picture.

A pair of larger hands holding a smaller white hand.

The background music played the melody of memories.

Flillian's face flushed, sweat hung on her cheeks, and she lay on the bed with some difficulty breathing.

Her hand was held like this.

"What is this for?" Flillian looked at the person holding her hand.

Xin Meier held Flillian's hand with both hands, "Because you had a nightmare."

[Ah! Xin Meier!]

[This is too lucky (Xin)!]

[Caught off guard!]

["After you left, I learned to love people like you, and wanted to keep the memories of you in this way."]