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

After taking care of everything about the girl, Abedo put her on the bed, then gently closed the door and turned to look at Wendy sitting on the sofa.

"She's okay for now, thank you."

Abedo hesitated to speak.

"Want to ask something?"

"She...had wounds on her chest, and her palms. There were deep cracks on both palms."

"What was the situation like when you found her?"

Abedo kept envisioning her injuries while treating her wounds.

Maybe someone stabbed her head-on with a long-handled weapon, and she grabbed the blade with her hand; maybe she didn't have time to dodge the arrow that stabbed her, so she could only defend herself with her hands.

or……

He dared not think.

He proposed to do the commission with her, but she seemed to be very resistant and her attitude was a bit extreme. She didn't explain the reason and just kept denying it.

"This..." Wendy lowered her eyelids to cover up some sadness, "This is what she left behind when she committed suicide."

Abedo was stunned and opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it and nodded.

In fact, both of them have seen the girl's state these days. She seems to be more relaxed today, so Abedo will let her go out to do the commission.

Abedo felt his hands and feet were cold.

Not only because of the girl's injuries, but also because he discovered a fact——

Her desire to live was almost nonexistent.

There was uncontrollable fear and trembling in Abedo's voice:

"She's probably...sick."

When the girl woke up, she saw Albedo sitting on the bedside holding her hand; and there was a figure standing next to Albedo. Her eyes were hard to focus for a while and were a little blurry. She only felt that it was a familiar green color.

"...Wendy?"

The girl called in a low voice tentatively, not expecting a response at all, but she didn't want to hear a familiar voice.

"Oh, I didn't expect Xue's child to still remember me?"

The face in the memory slowly appeared in front of the eyes, brushing away the hazy smoke in front of the eyes, and overlapped with Wendy's face.

She thought that when they reunited, she would be happy, excited, and rush to hug him - but at this time, she just felt that it was not real enough.

Abedo squeezed the girl's hand hard, and then said softly: "I'll prepare breakfast. You have a good rest."

The sound of the door closing was accompanied by a wisp of breeze blowing over the girl - she wasn't even sure she was alive.

Her body may still be in that suburban wasteland, but her consciousness fell into a sweet dream, allowing her to see people she couldn't let go of.

"It's not a dream," Wendy took the girl's hand and put it on her face, letting her pinch her hard, "It's true——"

"I'm back."

it is true.

The girl looked around - it was her room, and even Duoyun was sleeping peacefully in the small nest on the bedside table, her body rising and falling with an enviable vitality.

Wendy sat on the edge of the bed, took out an apple from nowhere, and then slowly began to peel it: "But how can the child of Snow bear to let the bard who just returned from the trek see him doing that kind of thing?"

Wendy lowered her head and peeled the apple, using the two hanging braids to hide her somewhat angry expression: "I didn't take care of myself."

"I……"

Such a warm and peaceful atmosphere made the girl temporarily forget her mood at that time, and even the unforgettable pain and despair seemed to dissipate at this moment.

"No," the girl leaned close to Wendy and sensed the imperceptible ice element, "You have met the mother...the Winter Queen."

"Hey, have you changed your tune?"

Cut off a piece of the apple in the palm of your hand, and then fed it to the girl's mouth: "Yes, originally, I could come back very early."

"How much do you know about your past?"

"Ah." The girl pondered for a moment. For some reason, her expression was so plain and indifferent that it made Wendy feel a dull pain in her heart.

"Probably, mother, kill me."

"Killed... one thousand, three hundred and thirty-four times, at least that's how many times I counted in my dream."

Because the girl was trying her best to endure something, her expression was like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

"As expected, she wants to kill me again."

What was she thinking when she raised the ice edge?

Probably - since she wants my life, I won't bother her to come and take it myself, I'll give it to her myself.

As Wendy listened to the girl's plain narrative, the knife in her hand lost its weight and cut her palm.

The bright red blood crawled up along the texture of the pulp, like Wendy's uncontrollable anger.

"It's dirty. I'll throw it away and cut it into another one for you."

As the running water washed over Wendy's wound, he felt no pain, only something unsuppressable in his heart.

He had investigated the girl's origins these days - although it was kept very secretive, he still learned some clues.

The one in Zhidong planned to make a doll probably a hundred years ago, but failed thousands of times in the past hundred years.

But he didn't expect that these hundreds of years and thousands of failures would be the process of killing her and then rebuilding her.

These pains will even remain in her "soul" and accompany her through her new life.

But the one in Winter——wanted to completely turn over the past and use his loving face to deceive her of all her loyalty and love.

Therefore, it was only a matter of time before she got sick.

The girl lowered her eyes and looked at her hands wrapped in bandages, then raised her head to look at the spoon that was stretched out and the apple that was handed to her.

"I slept for two days?"

"Well," Abedo stirred the bowl with the spoon in his hand, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and blew it gently to cool it, "I transformed Duoyun, and it can now absorb the excess elemental power in your body."

"Now, she can't threaten you."

she……?

The girl looked at Wendy, who met her eyes and said matter-of-factly: "Yes, I told him all."

"After all, a lot can be said in two days."

Seeing the bottom of the bowl of porridge, Abedo put the bowl aside, raised his head and said:

"Wendy, can you go out for a moment? I have something to tell her."

Wendy looked at the two of them and saw that Abedo's expression was not very good. She immediately put down the apple and closed the door.

"Albedo...?"

The girl shrank her neck.

Probably about to get scolded.

She said with a look of death:

"You scold (right)..."

Before the girl finished speaking, Albedo put his forehead into the girl's neck, stretched out his hands and took her into his arms.

Abedo's body was trembling, and the girl's hands around Abedo's waist patted Abedo's shoulders and back in a somewhat bewildered manner.

Abedo hugged her tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to crush her bones and flesh into his body.

"I'm very angry. You hid a lot of things from me."

"…very scared too."

"sorry."

Rub your cheek against the girl's neck, feel her warm body temperature, feel her pulse beating, feel her breathing——

Feel her alive.

"I thought I could take care of you, I'm sorry."

The girl's body stiffened and she immediately spoke:

"It's not my fault (you) cough..."

The volume was too high and too urgent. The girl's throat, which had been silent for two days, was suddenly awakened and she started coughing.

After raising her hand to make a gesture to tell Albedo not to worry, the girl quickly stabilized her breathing and made her voice sound as normal as possible.

"It's not your fault, if it weren't for you..."

"I can't survive this."