Chapter 1701

It's a nice day today.

The weather outside is not hot, but rather cool, suitable for walking.

“…… It turns out that your family has such a history. " Gazing at the main building of the monastery, the poet sighed, "in that case, your family is not a descendant of the royal family?"

"It's a kind of blood relationship. But to be honest, I don't really value it. "

Senxia did not look at the surrounding scenery, but at the poetry.

He personally led the poetry, and as he walked, he introduced the view of the monastery.

When she heard the story of senxia, she seemed to be in a trance.

"What are you looking at me for?"

The poem notes senxia here.

"Ah Because some Well, it's a little strange. "

"Well, what strange thoughts do you have?"

The sound of the poem glared at Sen Xia.

"It's nothing. I just think that you don't act like Shi Yin now. Instead, you haven't seen it for some time."

Before that time, the work was very busy.

She played the first tone frequently, and she dyed her hair herself. She didn't see it for some time.

Now looking at the poetry, that kind of temperament like the girl next door, there is a sense of refreshing.

“……”

The poetry sound looks at Sen Xia with a strange sight, which contains some incomprehensible meanings.

"Well, do you think I look good as the first tone, or do I look good now?"

"Of course it's all..."

Senxia is ready to speak if she doesn't want to.

However, at this time, the poetic sound suddenly moved forward, and she almost leaned in front of Sen Xia.

The girl's breath breathed and puffed in front of her, and senxia choked at once.

"Let's first say that it's good-looking, and we can't say that it's very beautiful, and we can't say 'because it's all poetry, so there's no difference'"

All the lines that Sen Xia thought of were told in advance by the girl.

"But..."

“…… You can't say but

It was rejected again.

Mori was dumb.

"Which do you think is better for me like that or me now?"

Senxia stopped.

The girl's persistence made him seem to realize something.

Senxia, who was acutely aware of this, also opened his mouth: "what do you want to ask Is it you and Qianjia

She subconsciously stepped back, but she glared at Sen Xia and said, "no, you are changing the topic."

“…… In fact, I noticed it before Senxia thought of what she had asked before.

It is because of Qianjia's entrustment that Sen Xia can realize the subtle changes in the emotion of poetry.

"You split yourself into two parts, one is playing the future of yourself. One represents the daily self. And people in the state of play, often show the best self. And the same, in the poetry of your heart Qianjia sister should also be your ideal goal? "

Senxia has seen through it.

"Well..." The girl had a little wavering.

Yes.

Although the poetry has always been trying to hide her feelings. But by this time, she was exposed.

"When did you notice that?"

"Well On the plane? " Senxia thought, "but if you want to be sure, it's still just now."

"Just now?"

"Well, because your answer just now is too decisive, not arrogant at all, so abnormal, it is of course to notice."

"Who is Ao Jiao?"

He turned over his head and took two steps forward.

The monastery is quiet, with a long forest corridor ahead.

She was a little silent, just walking along the corridor in silence.

And Sen Xia also gently followed her.

"In fact I don't know what happened The poem sighed, "clearly I like my sister so much, and I look forward to my sister so much. But But When I learned that my sister would not go with you and that there was only me along the way, I still had some Listen to the joy. "

Senxia did not speak.

He doesn't need to talk at this time.

He just needs to be a listener, and that's fine.

"I don't know what happened to me." Her pace is very slow, Sen Xia is also so not slow to follow behind.

The girl's heart was in a turmoil.

"I've always liked to follow my sister since before. She is always omnipotent, always so natural and handsome, and does everything quickly and neatly. ""But I've never been like my sister."

"I always look forward to a sister like that."

Then, she turned her head, and Yu Guang glanced at the side of senxia.

Sunlight from the gap in the trees, sprinkled on the girl's body, side of the face of the girl, give a very wonderful atmosphere.

At this moment, she seemed to be the embodiment of the spirit of the forest.

This seems to be a little distressed spirit, people can not help but want to ask, she is in distress what.

"Sometimes, I wonder who my sister and I are."

"But then I'll be ashamed of the idea."

"Recently, I've become more and more confused about what I'm thinking."

She turned her head and took two quick steps forward.

"So My sister and I Do you think Who is better? "

“……” Sonia wants to talk.

However, just finished the poem sound, but preemptively said: "ah, let's go out for a ride. This place is a little dull. "

"Las Vegas?"

"Los Angeles. Can you come? "

"If there's no traffic jam, we'll be able to catch dinner."

There is something wrong with the sound of the poem.

But there was no time left for Sen Xia to answer. She preempted the question herself.

Senxia did not have a driver's license, and the sunset was not around, so she asked the monastery to help senxia prepare the vehicle.

They got into the car and sat in the back row.

“……” After getting on the bus, the car slowly headed for Los Angeles.

"Los Angeles And the city of angels. " The sound of the poem looked out of the window.

After leaving the monastery, the scene outside became a desolate scene.

"Are there really angels there?" She asked.

"Maybe." Senxia said.

"Well, if there were angels, would she fall in love?" The girl gazed out of the window.

"Maybe. God is also a girl

Originally some dreary atmosphere, at this moment, it has finally become a lot easier.

"If God is a girl, wouldn't it be cheaper for you villains?" The sound of the poem hit Sen Xia with her elbow.

"If God is my girlfriend, that would be great!"

"Then I'll tell my sister what kind of immoral thing you've done."

"In fact, Qianjia is God."

"Ha?"

"A girl with a strong sense of self, all the stories are based on her. Everything in the world is changing because of her existence, and she is the most dazzling star in the world..."

Senxia recalled the Qianjia she had met.

When he met each other for the first time, the figure once overlapped with a character.

That's cool palace spring day.

The two sides are not the same, but in a sense, that kind of strong self is actually somewhat similar.

"Well, I think of a story. A girl who wants to play with aliens, future people, and other people. She made an amazing speech on the first day of her enrollment... " Senxia simply took this as a starting point and began to tell the story of spring in Lianggong.

"That's good." The poem says, "I can never be a girl like that."

"Do you envy the sound of poetry?"

"Yes, no..." The sound of the poem seems to have recovered. However, after negating it, the voice of the poem began again: "however, I really think it would be very interesting to be such a girl."

The poetry sounds envious.

But Does she really want to be such a girl?

Sen Xia gently opened his mouth: "if you want me to choose, Qianjia Xuejie really has an extraordinary attraction for me."

“——！！！”

Suddenly came the answer.

The sound of the poem seems to be excited, but it seems that she has already realized it.

At this moment, she seems a little lonely.

"Really..."

There was a sense of recognition.

"Ah. Because we are the kind of partners from the soul. " He said, "when I agreed with Qianjia to change the world, I felt that I'm really into her

Although at that time the two had not yet shown their relationship.

However, just now, senxia, who was examining herself, realized that she was attracted by Qianjia at that time.

"But. If it's between the initial sound and the poetic sound, I think the poetic sound at this moment will be more attractive. "

“……” Suddenly answer, let the poem sound Leng for a moment, she bit teeth, "you this guy!"——You say such words now, how can you let me die!

The girl gnashed her teeth.

But

In the heart actually also has some small secretly joyful.

"Well. What would have happened if you had met me first, not my sister? " The sound of the poem calmed down.

"Not so much. Because no matter who comes first, the first one to leave a mark in my heart is xuenai. If I could stay with xuenai, I would feel extremely happy even if I could only live in the house built by a small family just like her. "

"What a cunning fellow."

"Well, snow is not a shield. I mean it. " In order to avoid the poetic sound that he was just perfunctory, Sen Xia hastily clarified.

There is no answer to senxia.

She just turned her head in silence and looked out of the window.

It's a long way to go.

The sound of poetry fell asleep on the road.

Until the car stopped, senxia gently pushed her body, she woke up.

Open your eyes again, the sky is dark, and the outside is no longer covered by Gobi and desert wasteland.

"Here it is?" She rubbed her eyes and asked softly.

"Here it is." Senxia's voice was very soft and soft.

"Yes." She followed senxia out of the car and stretched.

"Do you want dinner?"

"No appetite."

"Well, it's not very spiritual." Senxia touched the head of the poem. It's not hot.

But just wake up, it seems that the spirit is not very good.

"Shall we find a place to rest?" Senxia asked.

"Well Well. " She took a gentle step forward and approached each other.

The two people's breath intertwined, mixed into some kind of indescribable wonderful things.

Senxia chose an upscale hotel.

The hotel is big and the rooms are big.

"You have a good rest. I'll be outside."

Senxia let the poem sound lie down first.

However, when senxia was about to leave, the poetic sound held senxia's hand.

"We Have a chat... "

Girl.

There was no discomfort.

Senxia hesitated for a moment.

"Ah."

He replied.

“…… Los Angeles night, really It's wonderful. "

The hand of the poem gently grasps the corner of his clothes.

She looked out of the window.

The scenery is very good, but her eyes are at the far end.

The fingers touch the white bedding and then move on. She gently grasped the corner of the pillow, but not very hard.

"Sister, have you ever seen such a scene?"

Neon color, in front of the eyes gradually become blurred up.

The scenery of all this seems to be beginning to blur.

But this kind of scenery, but also seems to be so beautiful, so beautiful.

This vague scene, however, has the kind of thing which cannot be felt at both ends of the boundary.

She grabbed the pillow and let go.

The girl seemed to be in some distress.

She frowned slightly.

"When my sister saw the scenery What was she thinking about? "

The girl was curious.

She turned her head and looked at the ceiling.

There is no light in the room.

But it's not bleak.

The light from the outside is transmitted through the French windows, which makes the whole room have a strange feeling.

"I'll never compare with my sister."

She said so.

The pillow has been a little wrinkled by her.

She let go of the pillow and just put her hands on the mattress.

"I found out I didn't know my sister at all." She said.

"But sometimes I want to know what my sister is thinking. I Can you be her... "

The girl turned her head again.

"Again and again, again and again."

"The reality is really different from games and animation."

"But It's not bad. "

It seems to be to untie some kind of knot, as if to have figured out something.

A faint smile appeared on the girl's face.

Blurred face, let at this moment of poetry, seems to be from a young girl, become mature.

"Well. My sister is coming. "

"In this case, we Tomorrow, stay here. ""The view of Los Angeles It's really beautiful. "

"I also want to know more about the story of the angel who is in love..."

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