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"Still not asked?"

"Ok...."

In an unknown town, on the brick-and-tiled town streets in the early twentieth century, in front of the church that sheltered the refugees, the youth looked at the girl with a quiet face and asked quietly, watching her gently nod.

Then he gently raised her hand and smiled warmly:

"It doesn't matter, let's go, go to the next town, the next place will be able to find out about Ling your parents."

"Ok."

Walking through the streets and alleys of bluestone bricks, the two figures walked towards the exit of the town, and under the sun began their journey to the next city again...

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Where did they go?

There is no longer the nightmare of killing that man personally in the Kazama of the capital, and the restlessness and anxiety that rushed out of the campus that symbolized the smooth daily life also disappeared.

Maybe it's that the figure I'm looking for is just one step away from me, or maybe the young girl is already in my arms,

The sound of wagon wheels rolling in the dream, the picture in the dream is only the pasture tavern in Ill, the laughter holding the pasture under the windmill, the sun in the forest, the fish in the river, and walking around holding hands together Milan...

Where did they go?

Without taking the steam train again, I left Milan that night, following the direction of Il’s road, passing by small towns and villages,

Don’t worry about money, don’t worry about meeting bad guys, don’t worry about time, direction, in an unknown country, you can do whatever you want, and go where you want.

How is it, doesn’t it sound great?

The beautiful journey of freedom and all the scenery and memories along the way make people hope that this journey will not end.

A girl with a gothic skirt drove a horse-drawn carriage to travel in the countryside in the early twentieth century. Through the forest and across the stream, the memory of the journey under the sun was perfect and perfect.

So it's okay,

It doesn't matter where you go now...

The light penetrating the curtain opened my eyes in a dazed manner. In the farmland carriage that was exchanged for the noble carriage in the manor that was not suitable for long-distance travel, the dry wooden planks were covered with Simmons mattresses, and it was unexpectedly good.

Notebooks, tablet computers, game consoles, snack bags, messy data cables and a lot of power banks that have been used up, all kinds of things are scattered on the mattress.

He staggered his upper body, yawned without appearance, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the morning sun, and lazily pulled away another rolled blanket around him. ,

It reveals the petite girl who has not yet woken up, her light blonde hair is unkempt, her delicate and quiet sleeping face is breathing shallowly, her slightly curled up body is like a young wild cat, her thin nightdress is messed up. The clothes are disheveled, white thighs are exposed, and there is a large white girl's skin under the shoulders...

Then Fang Ran sighed helplessly, not knowing what to say compared to Ling, who could still sleep late.

As for why he is so awkward to face women who are slightly intimate, why is he so calm now...

"..."

Please see all the normal young people here who are over twenty years old answering, please, instead of seeing a girl who is just over ten years old, do you have any strange thoughts?

Okay, I know (perfunctory cheeks),

The person who answered in the affirmative, please leave your name and phone number here, so that I can call the police station to report you later.

In short...for this reason, even if we live close together every day and take care of Ling's daily life, Fang Ran is not as if she doesn't know where to look like she usually faces Ling....

Instead, there was a mentality of a mysterious old father...

The fool who hasn't fallen in love at the age of twenty has recently lamented that he is really old.

"Ling, Ling! Don't go to bed, go to the sun and basking again. I'm going to the next town soon. Get up quickly."

Activate the skill [Old Father Calls Bed], Fang Ran urges the little lazy cat who is still lying in bed to get up quickly.

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the name of this skill is obviously correct, why does it read weirdly...

Ling, who instinctively opened her eyes when he heard his voice, also got up in a daze. The shoulder strap of her nightdress completely slipped from her thin and white shoulders, and then fell into Fang Ran's arms sleepily. .

"Um... I will... get up... bed..."

Then you are up!

Seeing that she fell into her arms because of her untidy clothes and was about to get back to sleep, Fang Ran sighed helplessly, and decided that she would not go to bed early tonight and would not let her touch the steering wheel.

Then he reached out his hand to find the black stockings from the pile of clothes that the girl took off, and put her on her body bit by bit. Although it sounds abnormal, he is really helping her in bed these days. Ling, who can't afford to wear clothes, is already familiar with the road.

Ling leaned in his arms without caring at all, yawning with her tousled hair languidly against Fang Ran's shirt, letting him drag the stocking hand across her slender calf to the depth of her thigh.

"Okay, okay, go wash your face and brush your teeth."

Put on her old-fashioned cowhide short boots and tidy up her messy nightdress. Fang Ran took the towel and teeth set and pushed Ling out of the carriage, made a basin of clean water, and watched the dull hair on the top of her head. The combed girl brushed her teeth in a daze and sighed.

Oh, getting old...

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The outline of the town is already in front of him, Fang Ran, who is slowly driving the carriage, is sucking a cup of cappuccino boredly, Ling, who has already put on her own dress, is sitting in front of him and watching the "Hundred" Becoming a Sakura Magic Card.

Then Fang Ran suddenly felt Ling moving in his arms and looked at him. As soon as he lowered his head, he heard the girl's puzzled voice:

"Fang Ran, why does this person named Momoshi always look at the person named Xuetu? Aren't they all male?"

"puff!!"

Then he sprayed it out.

(ー△ー;) Can I say I don’t know?

Why is the Queen so keen to notice these things at such a young age? When I was a child, I didn’t notice anything except the "fuck card is so awesome"...

"Um... Maybe they have a better relationship..."

In the end, Fang Ran had to answer in a cold sweat, and Ling made an obedient ‘Oh’ and turned off the tablet in her hand.

It has been almost a week since they came out of Milan. During this period, the carriage traveled through small and small towns and villages, and accompanied the girl who wanted to find her parents. She held her hand and didn’t know how to knock. How many houses have been opened, and how many streets and lanes of towns have been walked through.

The expected route is to follow another route ending in Il to reach the border, and then to return to Il along the most likely place to find people lost in the war.

Then after experiencing this time of getting along, Fang Ran discovered that Ling, who was only in her early ten years old, had an incredible learning ability in using things in the future.

Some things are even more familiar than myself (crossed out)...hehe, I'm almost catching up with myself.

"By the way, Ling, don't we really drive? If you want to worry about attracting attention, I can..."

"Fang Ran, you stupid!"

"Eh! It's not... why..."

The girl sitting in front of Fang Ran, using him as a backrest, did not give Fang Ran a chance to finish her speech. She directly threw a dissatisfied word, leaving a fool with confusion.

"Fang Ran, so boring, how about we answer each other's questions?"

After a while, I put down the tablet that I was very interested in these days, looked up at Fang Ran and asked with blinking eyes.

While poking Lao Fangran's face flushed with this action, he subconsciously bit the straw and agreed.

"Oh oh oh..."

"Then I will come first, um..."

Ling leaned against his chest and dangled the feet of the cowhide boots, thinking about the question she was curious about, then blinked her eyes and turned to look at him:

"Fang Ran, are you married in a hundred years?"

"puff!!!!"

Cappuccino: "..."

"Cough! Cough cough cough... because... why do you suddenly ask this...?"

The panicked and stunned Fang Ran almost choked to death and asked in a panic. Boililing blinked her eyes and watched him turning back thoughtfully and muttering:

"It seems not yet..."

Hey! Listen well to people!

?(&`Д′;)? Don’t you guess the answer before I answered it!

Guessing the answer from Fang Ran's easy-to-understand reaction, Ling turned her head and looked at him seriously and said:

"Fang Ran, did you know that it's almost time for a wealthy man like you to enter into a marriage contract with a woman in Europe."

Fang Ran: "..."

So, Ling, I can understand your sentence as,

Even if it is a hundred years later, am I still an older single dog (smiling with tears of love)...

"But it will take a few years to get married..."

However, Ling quickly added, the light golden pupils fluttering left and right, blinking, looked at him dodgingly, slowly lowered his head and repeated it quietly:

"Well... at least it will have to wait a few years..."

"cough!"

After clearing his throat heavily, Fang Ran's expression on Fang Ran's face suddenly became a tough guy and said solemnly:

"Ling, you have to know that in the era when I lived, men had to be at least 30 years old to be allowed to contact women."

"Hey! Can I be thirty years old!?"

The unsuspecting girl was immediately surprised when he heard him say this. It could really melt the hypocritical gaze that day, let Fang Ran gritted his teeth to hold up his JOJO-like painting style and nodded solemnly:

"Yes, only men over thirty can find a girlfriend, so I don't have to worry at all."

Lingting applauded in amazement, without any malicious exclamation:

"It feels amazing..."

Then it deeply hurt the heart of a single dog named Fang.

"Well, we won't discuss this issue, it's time for me to ask Ling you."

I always feel that the conversation just now made Fang Ran's heart riddled with complex expressions, and then Ling sat down and nodded:

"Ok."

He hesitated a little, opened his mouth, and suddenly many questions popped up in his mind to ask the girl in front of him.

Why did you leave Ling on your own? Why did you look like a soul when you met Ling?

Why did you become the Ling of Zero Riding and you turned against Evergrow and became the song of the wanderer?

There is clearly the name "Carol", why did you tell me "Ling" at that time?

Questions hidden in the fog of time surfaced in his mind, making Fang Ran have an urge to speak to the girl in front of him, but when he met the beautiful light golden pupils, all the doubts about opening his mouth disappeared.

Well, even if you ask Ling at this age, you won’t even know...

Why did he come to this point in time?

However, I only need to make Ling happy.

So after thinking about it, Fang Ran changed to another question that he was curious about:

"By the way, when we were passing by the small town next to Yiel, who is the white house Ling you are going to see?"

When passing by Delil, Fang Ran remembered the white bungalow she wanted to see before Ling expected to let go of her trust.

Ling's light golden pupils moved slightly, and then answered in a crisp voice:

"That's the person who saved me during the war~www.NovelMTL.com~ If she hadn't saved me then, I might have starved to death."

"The one who saved Ling?!"

Fang Ran was slightly surprised, and Ling nodded at him:

"He is a particularly good-looking person, um...probably the best-looking and kindest person in the world."

"Then she didn't take you in?"

Fang Ran frowned slightly, leaving a little girl in that remote village alone, what did that person think! ?

Hearing this, the girl in her arms shook her head gently:

"I want to stay in Il."

Then she looked at Fang Ran, with light golden clear pupils in her big eyes.

"That big sister told me that I didn't see my parents, so I want to stay, otherwise...they might not be able to find me, but I waited for a long time..."

The crisp voice slowly lowered, causing Fang Ran to open his mouth suddenly a little at a loss, not knowing what to say.

Silently, looking at the town that was about to arrive, he stretched out his hand to hug her shoulder and rubbed her head vigorously, before speaking in a low voice:

"We will find them, well, it's up to you to ask me"

"Fang Ran, are you really from a hundred years from now?"

"Ok."

"Will you go back then... back a hundred years from now...?"

"..."

"Sorry, Ling..."

"I will always be by your side..."

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At the other end of the border town where the horse-drawn carriage was driving, there was also a road that stretched to nowhere. In the sparse crowd, women in black long skirts walked on the side of the road with some incompatibility, behind her...

In the direction of Isonzo Plain, a defeated army is slowly coming...