【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

Meteors are essentially a phenomenon in which matter outside the atmosphere quickly passes through or falls, causing friction with the atmosphere, emitting high temperatures and finally burning.

So Dotore never considered this a romantic phenomenon in the past.

Logically speaking, the girl should also know the principle of formation of "meteor".

So, "watching shooting stars" is probably just an excuse the girl came up with to see "death" and Duoyun, right?

But even so, Dotore still attached great importance to this date.

As he said, at this ambiguous and strange point, no matter what the girl asked for, as long as she didn't leave him, he would agree.

What's more, the girl's tone when she said this was really soft and crisp, wrapping around his heart softly. Suddenly, he was really willing to think that she really just wanted to watch a shooting star and be with him. Watch a shooting star together.

Before going out, Dotore repeatedly checked whether the thick clothes on the girl were tightly wrapped, and even put a scarf around the girl.

After all, the girl is used to staying in a basement with a constant temperature, and the weather outside in winter is not as gentle as here.

Dotore was fully prepared, and even dyed the girl's hair black in order to hide it from others.

After all, in the solstice of winter, every resident with snow-white hair had to be registered. For a period of time, it even caused a panic. Many white-haired residents secretly dyed their hair because they didn't know the situation.

"Does it look good?"

The girl obediently cooperated with Datore's movements and winked at him.

There was a gentle smile on Dotore's eyes and brows at this time. After tying the scarf for the girl, he gently smoothed out the girl's black hair that was suppressed by the scarf.

The compatibility between the black hair and the girl is surprisingly high. The girl's already white skin looks even more dazzling because of the contrast, and it even makes people think that her skin is emitting light.

"It's very beautiful." Dotore tidied the girl's hair carefully, "It's so beautiful that I can't bear to let you go out and show it to others."

"So stingy?" The girl looked at Dotore who was bending over to work, and she reached out and touched his hair out of nowhere.

Two people are doing the same thing,

It's just that Dotore straightened the girl's hair, and the girl messed up Dotore's hair.

"You have seen much more than others."

"Yeah, that's true."

After doing this, Dotore took out a very familiar square scarf and gently covered the girl's eyes:

"You know, I'm a little insecure."

Dotore chose a hilltop with a wide view and set up a tent early. Outside the tent, a bonfire was blazing, and sparks were flying upward despite the moderate wind and snow.

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Dotore took out a pocket watch from his arms and handed it to the girl:

"Meteors will appear between ten and one o'clock. It is expected that there will be three peak periods, but the scale of each peak period will not be too large. I am afraid it will not constitute a meteor shower."

"You rest first, I'll prepare food."

"Well," the girl took the pocket watch, held it in her hand, and then raised her hand to hold the corner of Dotore's clothes, "I want to be with you."

If the girl hadn't looked as normal, Dotore would have thought she was talking about love.

Dotore had no reason to refuse. After thinking about it for a while, it did make him feel more at ease to have the girl in his sight.

Are you showing loyalty to him?

So Dotore's body exited the tent, and he opened the tent curtain for the girl in an extremely gentlemanly manner:

"Then please."

The girl hugged her knees and sat on the mat laid out by Dotore, looking greedily at the sky.

haven't seen you for a long time.

I don’t know who I’m talking to, but it’s been a long time.

The sky may really be false, but it is really too vast. It seems that as long as you look at this sky, all the accumulated depression can be discharged with every breath.

Even the singing canary once flew between heaven and earth.

People cannot understand the canary's song, so how do they know whether it is mourning for freedom.

"looking at what?"

The girl answered naturally and quickly:

"Waiting for the meteor."

"The meteor will come."

"Ok, I know."

The girl smiled and frowned, looking at Dotore in the firelight:

"I believe in you, and I believe in me."

"Our calculations are not prone to errors."

The wind on the mountain was always a bit strong, so the girl stretched out her hand to wrap the cloak around herself.

"The snow seems to be getting heavy."

The girl looked up and her sight was suddenly obscured by snowflakes.

When I raised my eyes, the moon, which was still bright just now, was half covered by dark clouds, appearing and disappearing in the heavy snow.

"..."

Looking at this kind of weather, it seems impossible to see shooting stars.

Obviously watching the shooting stars is not the real purpose, but everyone is already sitting here, everything is ready, but God's will is not good.

This seems to be a bit regretful.

The girl stretched out her hand, and a piece of snow happened to fall on the palm of the girl's hand.

It’s not like you have to see any shooting stars anyway, right?

So the girl suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and when she was about to take back her hand, a box suppressed her movement.

The girl looked up and saw Dotore staring at the food on the campfire like an innocent boy. If the girl hadn't completely retracted his movements when he looked at it, she would have doubted whether the box fell from the sky.

"I originally wanted to give it to you when the meteor comes."

Dotore's eyelids were still drooping beautifully and energetically, and were stained with warm colors in the firelight:

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the right time, so I might as well give it to you now."

Most people are always waiting for some kind of opportunity for love.

Just like a gift, a love word, a hug, it will only have meaning when the right time appears.

Not criticizing this behavior, but it always makes people think-

Are they biding their time, or are they making excuses for their cowardice?

Or maybe you are too shy to express your love and need a special opportunity to wrap up your sincerity before you dare to present it.

But Dotore has never been a person who likes to wait for opportunities.

However, he still likes to package himself as if he is at ease, because he is afraid that his eyes will be a flaw in this disguise, so he pretends not to care and turns his head towards the bonfire.

The bonfire was burning enthusiastically and wantonly, and the shape of the flame was outlined by the dark night, allowing Dotore to suddenly see his own heart.

"Dotore."

The girl's voice was softer than the wind, with a small but detectable joy, tightly entangled with Dotore's heartbeat:

"Come and help me put it on?"