Moonlight Love Poem

Alston held the memory crystal quietly, and the palm of his hand shone with light.

I watched nervously as the red line in the engram faded: it meant a memory had been erased.

"Another piece." He said, spreading his hand, I hurriedly picked up the memory crystal carefully from his hand, and put another crystal in it at the same time.The moment the crystal was put in, the red line marking the amount of memory in the crystal rose a little, and finally it stopped at the top, the crystal was completely filled with memory, and a crack appeared.

"Okay." Alston put away the cracked crystal and nodded at me, 'Go and see. "

I couldn't wait to open the restored crystal and examine it.

"You will be the most outstanding and resolute flower here." The memory recorded by the crystal ends here, not to mention the scene where I hit Andrew, and the part where Andrew made me move has all disappeared.

Auston also watched quietly, and explained to me at the right time: "This is the first time I do this, and I can't control the specific memory."

He frowned slightly, showing guilt: "Have you removed too much?"

This was originally my own problem, and it was a surprise that Auston could help.What's more, after removing that part, I felt a lot more comfortable. I shook my head with a smile and said, "It's just right, Auston. Thank you for helping me."

"However, I didn't expect that you could even remove the memory in the crystal. It's really amazing." I put the intact memory crystal in the bag and chatted, "I heard it's very difficult to do."

When I was still in the academy, I heard from my teacher that memory crystals are the most difficult magical substance to modify. Even if they are forcibly modified, the memory crystals will be messed up. In serious cases, a false memory will appear out of thin air. It is impossible to do it like Auston. Only one more section is eliminated, and the other parts are not affected at all.

Alston, who was sitting on the side, said softly: "Really?"

"Of course." I replied, feeling that Auston was a little strange and worried, I turned to look at Auston, he was slightly dazed, still holding the crystal in his hand, as if he was thinking about something else.

So I knelt down to look at his face.

He still had the same indifferent and handsome face as before, as if he didn't expect that I would suddenly look at him like this. The moment he met my gaze, he opened his eyes slightly, then shifted his gaze unnaturally, and said softly: "Why? gone?"

"What's wrong with you? You're doing really well." I said, "What were you thinking?"

Auston's voice was very low, and there was some confusion in his tone: "...I usually don't have the emotion of doubting myself."

"Huh?" I didn't understand what he wanted to express.

He turned his head and looked at me quietly, with my figure in his blue eyes.

"Ansair," he paused, "we can rest now."

Until the moment I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes, I still had Oston’s confused words in my head. Those words were turning around in my mind. I really didn’t understand what Oston was thinking, so I secretly opened the Eyelids, head tilted in the direction of Auston.

His eyes were closed, but he didn't open them because of my movements, and his breathing was very steady, he seemed to be asleep.

"...Oston." I called him softly, but got no response.

I felt relieved and felt a little depressed: "Could it be that I have always been very good, so I feel uncomfortable if I make a mistake?"

"Obviously already very good." I sighed, thinking of all the things I learned from getting along with Auston before, I habitually wanted to turn over, but forgot that this was not my own bed, but a bed with Auston The small bed that was barely squeezed out turned over immediately.

"Bang——" I connected with the quilt and fell firmly on the wooden board together.

"Hiss..." I didn't know why the stool was placed so close to the bed, I clutched the back of my head that was knocked, and sat up dazedly hugging the quilt.With such a loud noise, I subconsciously went to see if Auston had been woken up by me. As a result, a light lit up in front of my eyes, and Auston sat up, and at the same time relit the candle beside the bed.

Looking at me, he was obviously a little shocked. Before I could say anything, he had already got out of bed, and carried me to the bed even with the quilt. I was pressed into the bed by him in a daze.

"Don't move." Alston said, looking at the quilt I was holding in my hand, pulling it out to cover my whole body, so that I could only show one head and look at him.

The pain of being knocked at the beginning passed, I came back to my senses, looked at the current scene, and then recalled a series of stupid things just now, my face turned red all of a sudden, my eyes wandered and I dared not look at him.

Turning over on the bed and rolling down, this kind of thing is too embarrassing to hear.

Fortunately, Oston didn't ask, he whispered: "Do you have a headache?"

I shook my head: "No."

Auston's hand brushed my cheek lightly, and with his movement, I could feel a strand of hair bitten by my mouth being pulled back by him.Upon realizing this, I froze.Immersed in my own world, I just want to lose the memory of tonight.

Alston lay down beside me, and he and I switched places.

Originally, we were all people who didn't care about sleeping inside or outside. Now that I fell like this, my impression in Auston's heart probably became the one who must sleep inside.It's fine with just this, I just hope Oston won't remember why I put my hair in my mouth just now...

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes tightly.

"Ansair." Alston said suddenly.

"...What?" I was a little nervous, but I still didn't dare to open my eyes.

I could feel Alston sitting up a little beside me, leaning towards me and extending his arms.

My heart was raised, for fear that he would say something later: Fortunately, there is a wall here that will not fall down.

The room darkened, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that I was going to extinguish the candle.

I thought that Auston could lie back and rest after extinguishing the candle, so I secretly raised my eyelids to see Auston's expression.

Alston's hands are on my quilt.

"?" I was a little confused.

"Can you cover me with some?" He said, and I realized that all the quilts were wrapped around me just now, and now Auston has no quilts at all.

Realizing this, I quickly wanted to sit up and give him the quilt.

But I didn't realize that Oston was also in front of me at this time, and the result of getting up suddenly was that I hit Oston's head again, and the whole person lay back again.

"Ansair?!" Alston's hand rested on my head, where it just hit him.

"...Auston, take the quilt away." Sadness piled on and overwhelmed me, and I covered my head with the quilt in grief, unwilling to face it.

After a long time, Oston took some quilts, and he lay back down again.

I quietly thought about why I was so humiliated tonight.

The person next to me turned around and moved closer to me.

"...what's wrong?" I whispered.

"Afraid of falling."

I was silent, and finally gave up on myself, turned around and grabbed his arm with my hand, looking at him.

"I'm holding you, you won't fall."

Auston shook his head.

"Sleep, I will forget about it tomorrow."

"……Um."

The author says:

Good comedian hhh, writing this chapter made me laugh.

It means that two people know each other better, and all the previous things are to cultivate feelings step by step.