Old attack, the virus is hot

As soon as winter leaves, the forest turns green, and MW couldn’t help sighing, the forest in fairy tales is beautiful, but unfortunately his range of activities is too small, the wizard deliberately told the little boy not to let him run into the forest .

At most, the little boy would just let him wander around the yard. Such days made MW a little bored, and he couldn't help asking: "How long will the princess in the original plot live here?"

The system replied: "The original plot is 12 years old."

MW frowned, 12 years is too much for him, "Can you advance the time?"

"Yes, but you need to spend some energy to buy it."

"How many?"

"1 energy points."

MW checked the energy, 1 energy would not make him return to the original level, and then the plot seemed to fast forward, directly to the time when the princess was eight years old.

MW felt that he was cheated, didn't he go straight to the age of 12?After asking the system, I found out that when the little princess was eight years old, there was an important story to go.

Important plot? MW thought for a while, the most important plot in the fairy tale world is the princess meeting her Prince Charming. Thinking of this, he looked at his little arms and legs, feeling a little depressed, this is really not puppy love, right?

The appearance of the eight-year-old child is almost finalized, and the logo makes him feel amazing, but now he wants to know what happened to the little boy back then.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the person in front of him. He pursed his lips, his face was pale, and he collapsed on the side of the bed. This kind of scene was very familiar to MW. He got up from the bed and reached out to untie the clothes he was wearing The overalls were tightly held by him, and he said in a muffled voice, "Don't move."

MW couldn't see that a kid was still fussing about this with him, so he broke away from his hand and went to untie his clothes.

If he would not be able to break free normally, MW watched the spell behind him glow red, as if it was going to swallow him up.

Seeing him in pain but unable to help him, MW could only help him to lie on the bed and asked, "Is there any way to break the spell?"

The person on the bed shook his head, and MW realized that he had grown a lot taller, and he should be close to 1.8 meters by visual inspection. When he looked at his face just now, MW thought of a sentence, "How many times can we see this young man in the world?" .”

Yes, today's little boy is really beautiful.

MW remembers that the little boy eight years ago was also wearing such overalls. He was so small that he couldn't help but make people want to tease him, but now it seems that he is indifferent and rejects people.

Too bad it's not as cute as before.

MW climbed into bed to study the spell on his back. In his memory, he would be tortured by the spell every week, and almost every day he could hear painful cries coming from the basement.

Didn't he think about running away?

After reading it for a long time, he didn't understand. He propped his head on one hand, and couldn't help but tremble slightly when he looked at the person in front of him. He thought of the kid in the first world, who was always so stubborn like him.

After linking the two together, he couldn't help but patted his shoulder with his hand, obviously feeling his stiffness, and then stopped and retracted his hand.

Eight years to MW is but a moment, he can't feel the little boy's pain.

There was a dim yellow light coming from the basement, which attracted MW and couldn't take his eyes off him. He shrank his head and got into the bed to sleep until a black figure stood at the head of the bed.

The wizard took the only candle in the house and went down the stairs to the basement. MW thought he must find a chance to go down and take a look.

The wizard still left early and returned late as usual, and the little boy stayed in the house as usual except digging wild vegetables to get out of the cabin, as if there was his treasure in the house.

MW waited for several days, endured the protest of his stomach, and finished eating the wild vegetables. After the boy went out to dig wild vegetables with a basket, he turned the pillar at the head of the bed, opened the basement passage, went down about 20 stairs, and left. It was a long corridor before he saw the scene in the basement, but what he didn't expect was that there was actually a small castle underneath, and there was a hospital bed in the center of the castle, and there was a person lying on the hospital bed. MW stepped forward to take a look Can't help but be taken aback, this person is actually his father.

That means the king is dead, so who is running the country now, the wizard?

The person on the bed has been frozen into a popsicle, so his body has been preserved for so long. MW walked around the ice bed and found that the king was not wearing a king's clothes, but an ordinary person's clothes. summer clothes.

After reading it, he looked back and met a pair of empty eyes. MW almost cried out, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time to stop the scream.

The person standing behind him was the boy, and there was no unnecessary expression on the boy's face. When MW looked at his face, it was like seeing a blank sheet of paper. He always felt that what he was looking at was not a person, but a puppet without any emotion .

MW squeezed out two tears, acted like a child should, stepped forward and took his hand with a frightened look, and said, "Brother, I'm so scared."

Hearing the word "brother", the boy frowned imperceptibly, something flashed in his eyes, and a piece of ice in his heart melted instantly.

The boy's lips were still tightly pursed, and he raised his hand to cover MW's eyes, shielding him from the dark scene in front of him. It was the first time he saw such a scene and he cried in fright.

MW was still sobbing uncontrollably, his body trembling in fear, "Brother, don't tell the wizard, okay?"

After a while, MW heard a "hmm" from the boy's voice, but the word "hmm" was like the mouth of a dead object, which made him shudder.

The boy looked down at the hand covering his eyes, then silently withdrew it, and quietly put the other hand on it to tighten it.

When the wizard returned at night, he held a candle in his hand, and the wax oil dripped on the back of his hand in circles. The first thing he saw when he came back was to look at the boy who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

The boy unconsciously grasped the quilt tightly, and MW's breathing was also tight. The wizard could no longer lift the boy up like he did before grabbing the chick. He stood by the bed for a while, suggesting to him to get him up.

MW held the boy's hand, the eyelashes of the boy in the bed moved, the wizard by the bed moved, and then went downstairs with the oil lamp.

When MW woke up at dawn the next day, the boy was cooking. The special smell of wild vegetables made him lose his appetite. He sighed silently, resting his chin with his hands, and looked at the boy.

MW was too bored and couldn’t help going up to tease him, and then jumped off the bed. The boy was cooking, and the water in the pot was boiling and bubbles of white rice. MW deliberately said "ouch" One sound.

Holding the spatula, the boy looked back and saw him covering his hands, looking like he was about to cry, frowned slightly and turned around again, the corners of MW's mouth twitched, thinking: Little heartless.

Looking for boredom, he went outside the house and happened to have an injured bird that fell from a tree. MW reckoned that it was about to die, so he might as well save his stomach, so he wanted to pick up the bird.

Thinking that roasting the bird in front of the boy would be too bloody and would leave a bad impression on him, so he went to find some hay and planned to take the bird to a place where no one was around.

The little bird seemed to know what he was thinking, and moved his legs. MW looked down and felt a little bit unbearable. After he finally made up his mind, the boy suddenly appeared and took the little bird in his hand.

Then squatting on the ground to bandage the bird, MW pressed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a sense of displeasure in his heart, just now you don’t help me with my hand injury, bandage the bird now, this treatment is really...

The boy bandaged the bird and put it in his palm, then lowered his head to get hay. MW looked at the bird with its head buried under its wings, speechless for a while.

It didn't take long for the boy to make a bird's nest. The corners of MW's mouth twitched, and he put the bird in the nest. After finishing, the boys stared at his hand for a while, and then took out a small glass bottle.

Looking at the color, he knew that it was taken by the little boy from the wizard's basement. The boy gave him the medicine and left. MW stuffed the medicine bottle into his pocket, picked up the bird's nest and put it on his window sill.

A few days later, the bird, which he thought would not live for long, became lively again, and then flew away without hesitation.

"Another little heartless one." MW looked at the back of the bird flying away, until he could no longer see it, then brought the bird's nest over, and stuffed the bird's nest into the pile of matches that were cooking.

After a few more weeks, MW didn't encounter any important plots, and couldn't help but ask the system: "What is the important plot?"

The system replied: "The plot is almost over, please wait patiently for the host."

The plot is already underway? MW was a bit confused by the Erzhang monk, "How many days will it end?"

"Three days."

MW just waited quietly for the end of the three days. Sure enough, when he woke up on the third day, a bird fell on the window sill. The bird pecked at the edge of the bed and dropped something on the window sill.

The bird that came was the one that MW wanted to eat before. It seems that he brought something back this time. When he opened the window, the bird flew away. MW opened the window sill and found that the bird had left a golden leaf .

MW knew without even thinking that this must be a token of love between the original owner and that so-and-so, and then took the gold leaf and hid it away.

At this time, the system reminded him whether to continue fast-forwarding the plot, and after MW agreed, the plot began to fast-forward again.

In the blink of an eye, MW was 18 years old, and his appearance was completely finalized, but the boy before had disappeared. MW looked at his memory, and in the plot, the boy ran away. As for how he escaped, MW was also involved.

Because of his status as a princess, the wizard's punishment for him was to read a series of spells, which made him miserable for several days, but nothing happened to him.

The foreigner came to get married, and the king finally remembered his daughter. After 18 years, he asked the wizard to send his daughter back.

On the day he left, the wizard seemed to cast some spell on him again, and said threateningly: "Princess, if you reveal your identity, this spell will turn you into a monster and feed you."

MW trembled in unison, choked up and said, "Wizard, why did you treat me like this?"

The wizard didn't answer, just took a black robe for him to put on, stared at his face for a while, and then gave him a piece of black gauze.

The author has something to say: I had an exam today, my finger was touched by a soldering iron, and the skin was directly pasted... I went to the hospital to make rice dumplings... Hey,,?^?,,, sorry for the late arrival.