A very ridiculous idea came to Xiaolan's mind.
Can she still joke at this time?
But soon, Xiaolan judged from Qin Yin's expression that she was not joking.
She means it.
"Sister Xiaoyin," Xiaolan said softly, "Have you forgotten the pineapple and maple syrup?"
Qin Yin's eyes swept across them and finally settled on the Taoist Priest.
The Taoist priest said nothing, only frowned.
"Am I..." Qin Yin shrank his neck with guilt.
The Taoist priest nodded, "You forgot something again."
"This time...is it something important?"
Xiaolan opened her mouth with a look of surprise.
"Same as before," the Taoist priest, Fool and Baomu looked at each other a few times, "for you, it's the best thing to forget."
Qin Yin exhaled, opened his left arm and took the sluggish Xiaolan into his arms.
"Why do you look like a ghost? Isn't it normal to forget things?"
"Sister Xiaoyin, but..." Xiaolan grabbed the corner of Qin Yin's clothes, "How could I forget it all of a sudden, obviously..."
"Oh, you are still young," Qin Yin patted her head, "You will understand when you reach my age. How can you remember so many things? If I remembered them all, then my brain would be exploded."
"but……"
"Xiaoyin will forget things that make her unhappy," the Taoist priest said tactfully, "including this matter."
Qin Yin leaned on the pillow carelessly, "Why should I remember unhappy things..."
Originally hesitating about how to explain to Qin Yin, now it's better. Qin Yin's self-healing function has cleared all the memories about pineapple maple syrup from his mind.
Qin Yin is still the carefree Qin Yin.
At night, Xiaolan was lying on the small bed, looking at Qin Yin sleeping opposite, feeling confused and envious at the same time.
If only I could forget sad things like this.
Qin Yin's even breathing rippled into Xiaolan's ears. Her complicated emotions quickly settled down, her brain stopped spinning, and after a while, she closed her eyes drowsily.
I quickly fell asleep after that.
Everything that happened in the royal city spun around in a dream like a revolving lantern, the fire village, the untouchable camp, the undead prison... countless thrilling moments flashed by like replays.
In the dream, she faced the King God alone.
They were facing each other, with Fitz sitting on the throne controlling the blackbird on one end, and her alone on the other end.
The blackbird came and came closer, with a pungent putrid odor and hissing corroding sound, and surrounded itself in the middle of the black water.
"Liao Yilan."
"it's me……"
"I am coming."
Xiaolan didn't understand.
It's "I'm coming", not "You're coming".
But Xiaolan replied, "I'm coming."
Dark water is approaching.
Xiaolan moved on her toes and quickly opened her backpack.
Perhaps the Taoist priest left a charm for me.
Perhaps, he can summon the baby.
Maybe you can defeat it yourself.
Jingle bell, jingle bell…
She heard something.
Jingle bell, jingle bell…
The sound seemed to come from far away, but also seemed to come from close by.
She shook her backpack and the bell rang.
What is it?
Xiaolan ignored the black water that had spread to her feet and fumbled for her backpack.
Got it.
Jingle bell, jingle bell…
Metallic texture, the edges and corners have been smoothed.
Xiaolan took out the thing.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!
This sound was extremely clear.
It didn't sound like the sound in a dream.
Xiaolan held the metal object, and a bone-chilling coldness swept over her instantly.
Then, another sound broke into my ears.
Huh-huh-huh-
Qin Yin's breathing.
Rustling, rustling...
Someone!
Xiaolan opened her eyes suddenly, and a gap appeared in the white gauze curtain. The moonlight spilled in through the gap, reflecting the outline of the human figure beside Xiaolan's bed.
Xiaolan's scalp became numb.
Ding bell…ding bell…
The strange noise was still there. Xiaolan grabbed the head of the bed and saw the golden bell on the bedside table with one side of her face.
jingle……
The bell lay quietly on the corner of the table, not moving, but crisp sounds came from the core.
But Xiaolan was inexplicably relieved.
This is the bell that Kana left for herself.
That person next to the bed...
"You're done," Kanai's voice was a little hoarse, "Very good, soon. Did you defeat Fitz?"
"It's not me," Xiaolan said slowly, fearing to wake Qin Yin, "I can't beat him."
"Wangcheng...is now back in the hands of the witch," Kana played with a bell, "This ending should be the best ending for Wangcheng."
"Jana," Xiaolan sat up, "I... what is the relationship between me and the Queen?"
Jana wore a red silk scarf on her head. She raised her eyes and stared at Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, as long as you know that you are just yourself, that's enough."
Xiaolan looked at Kana's slightly stiff expression.
"But I..." Xiaolan scratched her hair, "I need my own identity."
"Even if the truth is not what you want to face?"
Xiaolan hesitated.
Do you choose to face the truth with bruises all over your body? Or choose to quickly forget the sadness like Qin Yin?
Want neither.
Unexpectedly, Kana burst into laughter.
"I understand how you feel," Jana stretched out her hand to hold Xiaolan up. "I was probably the same when she left, but believe me, time will always change everything."
"She...is the queen?"
Kana nodded, "She always said - she hopes to see herself burning for the sake of the royal city."
Burning for the royal city.
"Could it be that she is just someone who looks a lot like me?"
"Why bother with her identity?" Jana's face was turned away from the moonlight, and Xiaolan couldn't see her expression clearly at this moment.
"I want to know who I am." Xiaolan said seriously.
Kana was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"In the future, when you understand that, don't regret your persistence." Jana suddenly put her face in front of Xiaolan's eyes, "Don't be like her."
After saying that, the ringing of bells in the night suddenly stopped.
Xiaolan blinked.
When he opened his eyes again, there was only Qin Yin who was still sleeping soundly in front of him, and the shallow pit beside his mattress that was pressed by Kana.
Kana said at the beginning that if he wanted to see her, he would ring the bell.
Now it seems that this is not something prepared for myself.
This is clearly a detector that Kana left beside him in order to easily determine his location.
But Xiaolan didn't say anything. She stared at Qin Yin's peaceful sleeping posture for a while, relaxed her back, and lay back under the quilt.
When I woke up again, my companions had already gotten up.
Today was the day to leave, and everyone was busy packing up their belongings. Although almost all of them had been thrown away, after collecting them casually, everyone discovered that there were still a few bags of things to take away.
Until check-out, no one met other guests in the hotel.
The boss quickly took back the key, and when they walked out of the door, his shrewd little eyes kept scanning Maple Sugar.
At the door, the Luo family's car has been waiting for a long time.
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