Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

Olivia's feather-light eyes fell on Iris' eyelashes. She raised her hands to cover the top of the girl's soft hair, and the warm air blew her gray hair as she spoke word after word. Slight amplitude shaking:

"Because you are much more determined than me. A coward like me... needs to remember all the things that can arouse anger and hatred so that I can run away without looking ugly because of fear when facing danger."

She curled up her mouth in a self-deprecating tone, squatted down on one knee, looked up at the girl in front of her with trembling eyes like stars, and opened her arms:

"Give me some of your courage, while our relationship is still as rotten as mud."

Rotten and dirty, but also tight and sticky.

As if half of her body was immersed in an endless black hole, the girl opened her eyelids that covered her dim and silent eyes, trying to find the "courage" that the man said in her dark body and empty soul, but she only found mixed results. Imitations of stubbornness and pessimism, loss and unwillingness, then pull out three-thirds of the fakes from the void that the opponent cannot see their true identity, and replace them with the illusory things that the seeker is hungry for——

She leaned down and hugged him closely.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a piece of drifting duckweed."

Olivia took advantage of this hug and patted her back and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, no matter how hard we go, I will always be with you..."

It doesn't matter, I am willing to be the mayfly that lives and dies.

*

After receiving the tenth letter, Iris went to find Miss Bai Ying as usual to unlock the next side mission. However, Miss Bai Ying did not express her new request in her vague voice as usual, but shook her head. ,road:

"Sorry, I haven't written my eleventh letter yet."

Olivia, who was stirring the double roses in the tea soup with a teaspoon, immediately raised her head and stopped what she was doing.

Iris asked:

"When will it be written?"

Miss Bai Ying hesitated for a while and said:

"I haven't thought about it yet...I don't know what to write."

It turns out to be Kavin...

A few elves had a conflict, and Miss Bai Ying left quickly without talking to them any more.

Iris was about to turn around to discuss the situation with Olivia, but when she turned around, she saw her approaching her with a serious look on her face:

"Please show me the previous ten letters first."

Iris paused and nodded.

Olivia unfolded the letters she had not opened one by one.

"Third letter to you:

The sun is warm today, and the roses I took care of are blooming just right. They are fresh and warm, fragrant and beautiful, just like what I expected...the relationship between us.

In this case, I should put aside too many unnecessary worries and firmly believe in your sincerity to me.

But... forget it. How are you today? Hope you are still happy.

By the way, the third chapter has been completed. If you can see it... I hope you like it.

Fourth letter to you:

Can you see any difference between today’s letter and past ones?

You guessed it, I used a pen to outline the outline of a daisy in the center of the letter paper. I wanted you to see what I looked like.

I haven't learned to draw yet, but I think you can see what I look like, but you may not be able to see my pattern.

In the fourth chapter, I wrote about your appearance. You have short blond hair, a gentle smile, a small mole on your Adam's apple, a clear and melodious voice, and you can sing nursery rhymes that have been passed down for thousands of years in Daisy Flower Land.

You are such a vivid presence, I wish I could really be with you.

I will not give the book with you written on it to a second person to see, you can only be mine.

Fifth letter to you:

I want to invite you to my hometown and I will show you everything I have.

I have prepared the rose tea you like. Can you come as soon as possible?

If you come here, you will definitely like those little guys... They are all little daisies raised by me. They may be a little too lively, but they are essentially kind, just like you.

When you come, please be careful not to step on the little white flowers on the grass, they will cry in pain.

If you love me... you must also know how to love houses and birds, right?

At least, in Chapter 5, 'you' do.

Sixth letter to you:

I'm glad you like the flower tea I made, but your request to drink 'daisy flower tea' is a bit too much. The daisies don't have a good impression of you. Please stop making jokes like that. It's not good for the family. harmonious.

Will you come again as a guest? I really like you and want to be with you forever. Don't leave again, okay?

In the sixth chapter, I asked 'you' to promise to stay with me forever, and the only response I received was silence.

Do you love me?

The seventh letter to you:

When I asked the last question, I clicked on the petals of a daisy flower (without taking them off, of course) to try to get the answer. When I clicked on the last petal, she told me, you don't love me.

The daisy flower does not appear in Chapter 7.

The eighth letter to you:

Margaret died, the strong wind broke her roots, and we did not have time to say goodbye to each other.

I had insomnia all night and wanted to hear you singing to lull me to sleep, but I couldn't find you.

With tears in my eyes, I saw my hand reaching into the dark sky, imagining being held by a warm palm.

But no, my hand just stretched in vain, and then dropped as if nothing happened.

If only you really existed.

If you are real, why don't you come to me? Why would you let me fall in love with you if you weren't...

Ninth letter to you:

I really want to find you.

I once asked her: 'Margaret, will it be lonely if you wake up in winter and wait for me alone until spring?'

Her answer was: 'Because I can see you, my heart will be filled with anticipation and joy while I wait. '

Do we... have such a possibility?

The tenth letter to you:

I want to see you, I want to really hold your hand and take you to feel the wind and the fragrance of flowers in our wilderness.

I want you to truly taste the rose tea you love and smile at me amidst the noise of the daisies...

You deserve the best in the world.

Could you make an extra effort to see me? I'm already trying to get to you. "