Blooming Tower of the West Wind

When her eyes suddenly lit up, she had already arrived at Xingsong Castle, and she was greeted by the cold breath of early spring. Fortunately, she had the coat that Hipper had just put on her.

This coat is still Hipper's, it is her light gray felt coat, very light and soft, but surprisingly warm, and even has the smell of the wardrobe on it.

It's a little regrettable that it's not Hipper's own taste.But she immediately felt stupid, the detergent would cover the smell, the spices in the closet would add another layer of smell, and Hipper wouldn't just give her unwashed clothes, which seemed to be the Archmage's in principle.

But no matter what, their previous intimacy will not disappear, and Hipper will always wear her own clothes, unless she grows half a size longer than Hipper.

Lenning was carrying the suitcase behind her.After entering high school, water lords also became common.Some students from good families have passed the water lord summoning test and a short training with their connections before entering the senior school, and then got their own water lord supervisor. In the middle of the semester, there is a test for all students, and now Lenning is free He floated comfortably behind her without looking weird.

When she reached the back door of the bookstore, she saw Fanika still sitting by the window from the slope, so she let Lenning fly her through the tall brambles and knocked on the window.

"Ma'am, the Water Lord doesn't make vehicles!" But it was not convincing at all.

"Okay, you're not a vehicle, but a flying bed, and Hektra often does that too."

Fanica opened the door and said to her with a smile: "I remember you, you are Luna's friend."

"Yes, hello," she said, getting off Lenning, and opening the case to find a few books, which she flipped so fast that she brought out other things, and had to hold them down with both hands before they all spewed out, She smiled awkwardly at Fanika, "I'll return the book."

Fanica waved her hand, and the books automatically flew back into the empty seats, "Don't you want to sit down for a while? The school is empty now. Of course, no one has been here for a month."

Theron thought for a while, "Won't you bother?"

"I'm used to it, and I'm even a little lonely during the winter and summer vacations."

"Then I won't be polite." Theron stepped into the room, and there was indeed a lack of popularity in the room. Even though the place where the sun shone was warm, there was a kind of coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow after entering the room.

Probably the first floor of a house would be like this, but Theron lived in a high desert tower, and the first floor was not a place to go to very much, so he didn't know where the cold air came from, and even vigilantly checked the surroundings shadow.

"Are you cold?" Female writers may be very experienced in people's reactions like this, "Our house is quite cold, and I always feel that the old house is not well protected against moisture. It's warm, but I can't fit so many books, so I don't have a reception room on the second floor, I'm sorry, come sit with me."

Theron was about to throw money into the box next to her, but Fanica stopped her, "No, no, no need, just take it as a thank you for being with me today, I won't take your money, please feel free."

After thanking Theron, he picked a few books from the bookcase and sat on a seat by the window. After finishing a book, he happened to see Fanica standing up, holding a teacup and looking at the flowers in the yard in a daze.

She also walked over and said hesitantly: "As an expert in the study of...emotional issues, I would like to ask you..."

"Just call 'you', don't be so polite."

"I would like to ask you, what should the ideal model of 'love' look like?"

Fanica looked at her with interest, "'Ideal model'? Maybe two people are attracted to each other, then get to know each other, and finally get married, have children, and live this life."

"Are the next two steps necessary?"

Fanica laughed happily, "No, no, nothing is necessary. A kind of feeling, you think it is like, it is like, in fact, there is no ideal model."

"But when it happens, how do you define it? I sometimes feel... It's a very vague feeling, but in your books, you often feel sure that it happened."

"Hmm...you're right, maybe I should write about stories that are defined after they happen."

Theron looked at her in disbelief.

Fanica smiled happily again: "You have emotional confusion, right? You don't know if you like someone, do you? Do you want to see if you meet the criteria? You must be a little nerd, or else It's something that girls feel naturally."

"...Is that so..." Theron was a little bit shocked.

Fanika said: "It doesn't matter, if you don't want it to exist, just leave it alone. I have observed students for more than 20 years, and their likes are very sincere and pure, but their likes are also fleeting. , If you like it in spring, you will like it in summer, you don’t have to take it seriously, it will pass naturally.”

"But what if I wish?"

"Then you should enjoy the process and don't pay too much attention to the result. 'Like' should be a very beautiful feeling."

"Even if the result is unbearable?"

Fanika seemed to be stopped by the question, she thought for a while, and replied: "If I evaluate the consequences of something and I can't bear it, I won't do it." She suddenly smiled briskly, "Don't worry , If you can’t be friends after confessing, you can’t be friends, you can find other friends. No one is irreplaceable.”

Theron shook his head, "No...I can't agree..." Hipper is irreplaceable, there is no other archmage as beautiful, serious, rational and charming as her, she is the only otherworldly person in the world.

"It's a pity that you have no choice but to confess."

"Oh... oh, then don't confess."

Her tone was sullen, which made Fanica laugh, "Don't be sad, cutie. But don't take the content of the novel as experience."

Theron raised his head in bewilderment.

Fanica shrugged, "The Education Committee thinks that children can't tell the truth from fiction, so they closed my bookstore, and I can no longer sell novels."

"Why...why..." She suddenly remembered what Luna told her about the teacher-student relationship, and their unfinished discussion that day also jumped into her mind. Is love immoral?"

Fanika looked at her, sighed, and said: "Like is not a feeling that can be cultivated, it is strengthened in attraction. There are many reasons for a person to be attracted, but there are generally only two kinds, internal and external. Yes, in other words, physical and spiritual. Students can be attracted by the knowledge and temperament of the teacher, but what kind of inner temperament do you think a student who has only been in school for a few years can use to attract others?"

Theron has a faint feeling of being poked in the heart, and this answer seems to be exactly the answer to the question of whether Hipper might like her: it is obvious that she cannot attract the Archmage, the woman who has studied tirelessly for more than 30 years.

"Hmm, then there is still the body. Regardless of other things, it sounds immoral just to covet other people's body." Fanika spread her hands mockingly.

"But... in your writing, Lusono has a kind of affection for Marianne. I think it is much richer than physical attraction."

Fanica nodded, looked at her, and said seriously: "That's right, Lusono is more attracted by Marianne's cheerful nature. But I must tell you clearly that the story is dramatic, and the story The reason why it is dramatic is because it is very different from the boring 'mass event'. In other words, such attraction is very rare, most of the majority of teacher-student romances are nothing more than old men lusting after young people It's just the flesh, don't take the story seriously."

Fanica's unexpectedly ruthless approach to her favorite subject makes it hard for Theron, who wants to believe she's different, but whose training forces her to find reasons to back up her beliefs.

The result was obvious, she couldn't find it.

It was getting dark, she left the bookstore and went back to school, but unexpectedly, Luna also came back.Fortunately, Hipper didn't send her here, otherwise she might bump into Luna.

"Why did you come back early?"

"I've been back for a few days! I had a fight with my dad, so I ran away from home early. How are you? Did you go somewhere to play?"

Theron shook his head, lying on the bed without saying a word.

Luna leaned closer and asked, "What's the matter? Did you quarrel too?"

Theron shook his head again.

Luna didn't give up and asked, "Little Fairy, why are you so unhappy every day?"

"I don't feel morose every day."

"Don't deny it, it's very obvious, you're so bored that you're about to grow mushrooms, and you'll be happy only when you talk about unhappy things. I can be your tree hole, how about it?"

"Tree hole? What do you mean?"

"Ah-you man! The king of Wuyouguo has a pair of donkey ears. Only the barber knows about this. The king warned the barber not to tell it, or he would kill him. The barber was afraid but wanted to say it. So every day I yell 'the king has donkey ears' into a tree hole. Got it?"

"Oh... um..."

"So, what are you unhappy about?"

Theron still pursed his lips, with a sad expression on his face, which made Luna's heart melt.Ke Theron still shook his head.

"Don't lie to me! When school starts, you lie on the bed and cry. No matter what you do last semester, you are depressed. You will be depressed like this."

Theron sat up and hugged her knees, seeming to be thinking about something, several times Luna felt that she was about to let go, but Theron still didn't say anything.

Luna sat dejectedly on her bed.

"Luna..."

Luna sat up excitedly, thinking that Theron was about to talk about her thoughts, but unexpectedly she said, "Let's form a club."

"……what???"

Theron said seriously: "If you apply for a club, you can be allocated a separate activity room, and Svis won't have to try to sneak in every time."

It seemed to make sense, Luna was a little persuaded (it's so deceiving), and her attention was shifted from Theron's concerns to the club, "But what kind of club are we going to set up? The club must have a name."

The author has something to say: It's really pathetic.

It's still a dog!As long as the butt is soft, you will be pampered! (Akira