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

The weather seemed to be deliberately trying to be nice to Dadalia. The next day, it turned out to be a sunny enough day. Even the snow stopped falling in this early morning, making people wonder if winter was about to end.

Dadalia was in a state of excitement, so even if the sleeping environment yesterday was not good, he woke up in high spirits.

The girl, on the other hand, was still sleeping deeply, as if the extra person in the room had nothing to do with her. She even turned over and let all the quilts slide aside.

Of course Dadalia couldn't bear to wake up the girl, so he twirled his fingertips, picked up the quilt again, and covered the girl's body.

good Morning.

Dadalia mouthed silently.

I'm going to start chasing you.

"Well?"

The girl suddenly uttered a syllable, then slightly twisted her head and neck, and stretched out her hand to rub her eyes.

The timing was so coincidental that Dadalia subconsciously thought that she had spoken out.

"Dadalia?"

The girl’s voice was soft and hoarse——

Yes, are you acting coquettishly?

Dadalia's brain seemed to be stuck for a moment. There seemed to be two gears in the middle that were in disrepair. No matter how they turned, they could only get stuck there, unable to move up or down.

"Huh? Why aren't you talking? What are you doing?"

"Ah," Dadalia suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little too close, and hurriedly stepped back, muttering something in his mouth, "That's it, if you drop the quilt, you and I will catch a cold, so just cover me."

The girl's brain that had just woken up could not be called awake. The two unconscious people actually reached a resonance of thought at this moment. The girl effortlessly understood what Dadalia meant, and then yawned lazily. , then showed a smile:

"I know, thank you for covering me up."

Then the girl turned her gaze out the window, and a few rays of sunlight came out of the gradually melting snow.

"Today is a nice day."

Dadalia had retreated to the door at this time, with her shoulder blades pressed against the wall. After hearing the girl's words, she also raised her head and looked outside.

Yes, it's a nice sunny day.

"Wanna go ice fishing, Dadalia?"

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In fact, this season is not suitable for ice fishing because it is the spawning period of fish, so there is a high probability of silence under the ice.

Dadalia knew this, and the girl naturally knew it too.

But they seem to be here for ice fishing, but essentially they don't care whether there are fish or not.

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

When ice fishing, the two of them stayed quiet, sitting on the ice without looking at the fishing rod.

The girl looked at the endless ice lake, at the blurred boundary between the ice surface and the sky, at the snow-like white clouds in the sky, and the thick cloud-like snow on the ice.

What Dadalia looked at was the reflection of the girl on the ice.

The top of their head is blue, their feet are blue, and their eyes are also blue.

Pure and rich blue, dotted with white, seems to be all the colors in the world, so the pink on the ear tips of boys and girls becomes particularly outstanding and bright.

"Miss," Dadalia spoke carefully, keeping her voice low, but not because she was afraid of disturbing the fish, "can I hear your heartbeat?"

"what?"

The girl's voice was quiet and small, making people wonder if it came from afar:

"Is my heartbeat that loud?"

In fact, girls can also hear a strong and audible heartbeat.

It's just that it's not clear whether the heartbeats they heard were their own or the other's.

The concept of time is no longer important in this space that has almost transcended itself, because in this space, no one cares about how much time has passed, or how much time they have left.

Eternity is condensed in this moment, and this moment can also be eternity.

A gust of wind swept across the lake, but unfortunately, it could not shake the frozen lake.

Fortunately, although it can't move anything, it can bring distant sounds.

The rich saxophone melody was slowly opened, as if the ice was slowly melting and turning into swaying water again, constantly playing with the little boat in the hearts of young girls.

"Miss, can you dance?"

Dadalia stood up, facing the light, and stretched out his hand to the girl.

The boy's outline was outlined by the light, his grinning mouth was breathing white air, and his orange hair was flying in the air. People couldn't help but wonder what kind of soft touch it was.

"..."

The girl did not answer "yes" or "no".

She just put her hand on it.

Then--

"it is good."

At the moment when his hands were clasped, Dadalia exerted force in his arms, and the girl stood up in coordination with the relay. The two followed the inertia, stepped on the music, and took a few steps in a certain direction. Then, the two Everyone's hands are placed where they should be.

The most common ballroom dance among nobles, ambiguity and temptation were intertwined at the feet of the two of them.

There was no pause in the music, as if every step forward or backward they were asking each other——

Is it possible?

Let me take one step closer to you, can you?

It seems that every turn and bend is to conceal one's helplessness in facing the inquiry, or to acquiesce——

catch me.

Come close to me and then—

catch me.

Until the dance came to an end, they did not know where the music came from or who it was played for.

They just took advantage of the wind and borrowed someone else's romantic song to satisfy their own selfishness.

Then, after the music gradually stopped and the footsteps broke away from the melody, they returned to their own place.

A silent and fruitless trial finally came to an end.

"It's getting late, miss. Can I take you back?"

In fact, Dadalia didn't know whether it was early or not.

He only knew that without the cover of music, his pink face, along with his thoughts, would immediately look abrupt and embarrassed.

Although the boy who mistakenly enters the adult world has the courage to face the girl he loves alone, he still does not have the ability to handle it with ease.

Say it, I really want to say it.

Even if the love in her eyes is about to overflow, it's not strong enough.

I want to let her know, I want to prepare her, I want to leave my name on her heart.

So, amid the "crunching" sound of the soles squeezing the thick snow, Dadalia opened her mouth:

"Miss--"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

In comparison, the girl is like an evil adult, who seems to have seen through everything, but is still waiting to see the boy's funny and sincere performance.

In fact, no one knows whether the girl has seen through it or not.

Dadalia was even more unsure.

He only felt that there was smile, coaxing and bewitching in those beautiful eyes.

So he was seduced and fell deeply into it:

"I guess I could chase you?"