autumn.
The sky in Rutland is always so clear. Lying in the open car, counting the passing clouds, Mostima enjoys this kind of journey. She can't remember how long it has been since she came back, but this time has some special meaning.
The car slowed down and gradually stopped on the side of the road. The driver opened the door and jumped out, reaching out and knocking on the car: "Dear lady, we have arrived at the rest area."
The fallen angel with his legs crossed turned over and landed lightly on the ground. He took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work."
"Obviously I am the guest, why do you want me to drive while you lie in the back?"
"because……"
Mostima raised her hand, and her two staffs flew down from the carriage and landed in her hands. She said casually: "Because some people say that I am strong enough to kill a cow with one punch."
The fallen angel turned his face, the man's slightly embarrassed smile reflected in his pupils, and the other party argued: "The priest who led the great knight at that time also said so."
"He's different from you, doctor. It makes me sad to say that."
Mostima walked into the shopping mall in the rest area.
Zhou Jinru remembered that he mentioned it two years ago, but he didn't expect that Mostima would always remember it in his heart. The seemingly carefree fallen angel was so vindictive. Or was it that she had a demonic side in her nature?
…
Zhou Jinru, who was supposed to return to the ship with the operators, decided to go to Rutland first. He had some things stored at the notary office. Instead of having the courier send them to Rhode Island, he wanted to come there in person. Mosti The horse is the best guide, and the two of them go together.
About fifteen minutes later, they were on the road again, and this time the fallen angel chose to sit next to Zhou Jinru because she was holding a pile of snacks and drinks.
Zhou Jinru drove the car out of the rest area, glanced at it, and couldn't help laughing: "I thought only Aneng liked these."
"Xiao Le likes these because her Origin Stone skills require a lot of calories. Otherwise, why do you think she can maintain such a good figure by eating apple pie all the time?"
Mostima opened a bag of potato chips and put a piece into his mouth, making a clicking sound with his teeth.
She suddenly asked: "Don't you like Aneng's real name? I've never heard you call it."
Zhou Jinru looked forward, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and said softly: "Lemule, it's a bit hard to pronounce, not as easy to remember as her code name."
"You'll get used to it after you read it a few times. Xiaole's sister has a similar name to her, and her name is Lemuan."
"I remember you said they were not biological sisters."
Mostima nodded: "Yes, An'an was adopted by Xiaole's parents. They chose the name casually, so Xiaole was allowed to follow her sister."
Zhou Jinru laughed and said, "The atmosphere in Rutland is really open."
He lowered his head and found that the fallen angel was twisting a piece of potato chip and bringing it to his mouth.
The man opened his mouth and bit it. His movements were a bit exaggerated, and he almost bit Mostema's finger.
"Don't bite my hand."
The fallen angel pursed his lips.
She handed over another potato chip.
Zhou Jinru didn't move for a long time. Just when Mostima thought he didn't want to eat, he suddenly bit into it. This time, he not only got the potato chips, but also bit the finger of the feeder as he wished.
The defender's precise control of power allowed his teeth to touch the sorceress's fingers without causing any harm. He sucked hard and released his mouth with satisfaction.
"Alas, the defenders have lost their face."
Zhou Jinru grinned and laughed. If Mostima wanted to hide, she could always avoid it because of her subjective slowness. However, she stretched out her hand to provoke him. How could she give up easily?
A little episode in the journey is like a dessert in the afternoon, which makes people feel happy.
…
The branch of the notary office is located in a quiet small mobile city. There is no bustling entertainment street, no international business circle, and even the tourism projects are not very famous.
Angels with apertures walked in and out of the door. Some showed no interest in the two guests as they passed by, while others cast curious glances.
Zhou Jinru was wearing a long black trench coat and a bowler hat, standing at the door of the notary office, with Mostima next to him who had changed into a Lateran dress.
"This is the first time I've seen you dressed so formally."
"Of course, there is something very important today."
The man smiled and said nothing. He walked into the notary office and came to the deposit and withdrawal counter. He took out his wallet from his pocket and pushed a voucher to the angel opposite the counter.
The angel opposite looked at the voucher carefully and looked up twice. Zhou Jinru responded with a smile.
"Please wait."
Not long after, a delicate black metal suitcase was delivered to the counter by a conveyor belt, and the angel removed the label on it.
"Sir, these are the items you deposited at the notary office."
"Thanks."
Zhou Jinru nodded, signed the document, picked up the suitcase, stood up and left.
Many years ago, he gave this box to the notary office in order to prevent important items from being lost. In a hundred years, there were many memorable things, carrying heavy memories.
And, he has someone to take home.
When we walked to the door of the notary office, the afternoon sun shone on the fallen angel. Her luxurious dress made people couldn't help but stop and stare.
"I've finished my work. If there's anything you want to do, I can go with you."
Mostima was not very focused, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
"Well, I'm going to a place, let's come together."
…
In the same city, two people were walking on the roadside, with Mostima in front and Zhou Jinru following behind. Neither one spoke first.
It was obvious that she had something on her mind.
Before they knew it, they came to a public cemetery. As they passed through the gate, the gatekeeper greeted the fallen angel, and she returned the greeting.
"Do you come here often?"
"Um."
"Is there anyone important to you here?"
"...No, not exactly."
Mostima's pace slowed down, she stopped in front of a marble tombstone, slowly bent down, and touched the inscription with her fingers.
She whispered: "The person who sleeps here is An An's great-grandmother. An An and Xiao Le come here every year."
The man behind him said nothing.
After a long time, he finally said: "This is a battle angel, right?"
"right."
"She was once sent to Iberia. Her source stone skill is thunder and lightning, right?"
"right."
Zhou Jinru stared at the name on the tombstone, the battle angel of Rutland, the pious one, Lefa.
…
"Come back to Rutland with me, will I still harm you?"
"Of course not, Lefa, you don't have to persuade me anymore, go back, remember what I said, and just write me a letter."
A hundred years ago, they separated on an afternoon with a gentle sea breeze. They never saw each other again and only exchanged a few letters.
