Mir looked around blankly, darkness enveloped everything. He could not feel the existence of his body, and there was no ups and downs of breathing. He touched his face with his hands, and only a little starlight wandered down his cheeks to his hands.
"Is this a soul?" He had seen himself in this state when he first met Ellie, but he still couldn't believe it until now. The soul was just too beautiful.
The body is pale white, as hazy as mist, surrounded by dots of starlight, sometimes gathering into lines, sometimes splashing like a galaxy.
"Come on~"
There was a hazy and elegant voice calling him in the space. Mir immediately recognized that it was Ellie's voice: "Ellie, are you there? Where are you?"
"Come on~"
The hazy voice was still calling. Mir looked along the source of the sound and saw a ray of light in the distance. The light was hazy, like a ray of light coming from the crack of the door.
Following the guidance of the voice, he walked towards the light. There was no feeling of stepping on the light as he walked, as if he had escaped the shackles of gravity and was walking in the air.
The distance seemed very far, and Mil didn't know how long he had walked. The concept of time seemed to be blurred. Fortunately, he did not feel tired at this time, and the irritability in his soul also dissipated with Ellie's tireless calling in his ears.
The light was getting closer and closer, and it was only now that Mil could see clearly that it was a door, a simple and monotonous door. The door was ajar, with a trace of light coming from inside.
He walked over and pressed his hand on a round door handle. He was about to pull it open, but his cautious nature made him subconsciously look at the crack of the door to see what was inside.
What's inside the door? Mil curiously approached the crack in the door and looked inside. After his eyes adjusted, he saw a pair of eyes peering at him curiously through the crack in the door.
"!" This sudden scene scared Mir and he stepped back: "What the hell?"
Rubbing his eyes, the stars gathered in his eyes according to his mind. Mil was still a little confused. What was behind the door? Those eyes are very beautiful, more like an exquisite glass craft than a human eye: "Who are you?"
"Open the door~" An elegant female voice came from behind the door: "I've been waiting for you."
"Ellie!" This voice is all too familiar to Mir. It's actually her behind the door. Has she been waiting here? But there is no need to hesitate anymore. If it were not for Ellie, he would have been completely cold the moment he came to this world.
He held the handle of the door and pulled it back, but the door was harder to pull than he thought. He pulled hard but couldn't pull it at all. Mir felt a little impatient. Why couldn't he open it?
At this moment, the starlight in the body followed Mir's thoughts and gathered on his arm, wrapping around the door handle like beautiful silk threads, and then wrapped around the entire door along the door handle. At this moment, Mir suddenly felt the connection with the door handle. The door creates a wonderful connection.
Pulling it back gently, the door was like a rotten machine, filled with lubricating oil, and started to operate bit by bit.
Seeing that this was possible, Mir pulled hard, and the entire door was opened instantly. The light instantly enveloped the dark world, and the starlight also returned to the foggy white body in an instant.
Mir narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the door. A "Fire Girl" was also looking at him at the same time, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Ellie?" Mir looked at the "Fire Girl" in front of him in confusion. Like a flame burning out a graceful figure, she walked around the world without being restrained, giving people the purest ketone body beauty, with delicate eyes in her pupils. Glass products, dripping looking at Mir.
This absurd beauty made Mir a little surprised. He raised his hand filled with starlight and pinched her cheek curiously. Well, it was soft...
But suddenly, he realized what he had done. Which believer would pinch the cheek of a god?
"I'm sorry, Ellie, I couldn't help myself. Forgive me."
But she didn't seem to care about Mir's actions at all. Instead, she slowly walked out of the door and looked at the darkness in the distance that was dispersed by light, the boundless pure white space, and the human souls in front of her that seemed to be scattered like a galaxy.
"Open your hands and hug me."
Mir was a little surprised when he heard this. He never thought that the first thing Ellie asked him to do after meeting Ellie would be like this.
But he didn't hesitate for long before he opened his hands.
Ellie raised her index finger to her lips, then curled up and leaned into her arms.
Mir felt Ellie in his arms, without a trace of the heat of fire. At this time, the little starlights connected into lines, wrapping Ellie completely along the body.
Ellie didn't resist, letting the starlight pull her into the foggy white soul.
Mir just looked at her like this, rubbing it into his "body" bit by bit, until it became only the size of a palm, and fell asleep peacefully.
It all struck him as ridiculous.
But at this time, I saw the table behind the door. There was a piece of white paper on the table, which was full of traces of alterations and words:
Fifty milligrams of strong chili pepper, ten milligrams of cemetery toad essential oil, and eighty grams of pure water.
Dehydrate the hot pepper and grind it into powder.
Mix into pure water with Cemetery Toad Essential Oil.
Shake to mix evenly.
oral.
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The small amount of materials and steps, and the large number of alteration marks, made Mir couldn't help but think of how a "fire girl" who was hesitating in front of the table, biting the penholder, had a wonderful and absurd sense of cuteness.
At this moment, a gentle peeling sensation came, like falling into water suddenly.
