The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1110 If possible, I want this dream to have no end
Just like most A-level upper positions,
My life is also full of twists and turns.

My father was a noble young master who ran away from home in pursuit of romance, and my mother was a lady from a noble family who followed a caravan from China to Europe curious about other countries.
They fell in love just like in the story, and formed a family regardless of obstacles.

After a lot of hardships, he settled down in a small village and had a daughter.

They love her very much.

It’s just that I occasionally think that if they had quarreled and separated at that time because they both chose each other and had to live a much harder life than before,

Wouldn't it be better for them.

It's just that they didn't. They all felt that as long as they had each other's company in this world, even such a poor life would be very happy.
Both are parents with too naive and beautiful ideas.

Such them, being directly submerged by the cruel tide of war, may be seen everywhere.
But even so,
Those are my parents who love me the most in the world, they are the most important people to me,

Being with them is the most carefree time in my life.

Although I didn't realize it until after I lost it all.
'Wait here, my mother and I will bring you bread in a minute.'

I still remember my father hiding me in the cabin, wiping away my tears, showing me a reassuring smile in panic, holding my mother's hand tightly and running into the night lit by the flames of war,
But a century later,
They didn't come back either.

The world is huge and indifferent,

Especially for a teenage girl with no parents.

If there is no "owner of the white bungalow house" to save herself, maybe before she asks the family to adopt her, burn the house and run away with the money she left,
I am already dead.

The days of hiding in the ruins, the first period when I woke up and didn’t know where to go, I was tired and had no place to go back, I was left alone, panic, helplessness and confusion washed my heart all the time,

I have never felt so clearly how big and indifferent the world is,

It doesn't care whether a teenage girl is alive or dead.

Holding the illusory expectation that his parents would come back to find him, he knocked on every household in the village to beg for food, and was disgusted and expelled because of his appearance.
Every night I fall asleep in fear, hunger, loneliness, and helpless crying,
In the end, I lost all the strength to cry.

will get hungrier so can't cry
Without clothes, you can only wrap the rags you picked up around your hands and feet; without shelter, you can only stuff straw into the gaps under the ruins; without food, you can only do some rough work for others from morning till night.
In exchange for poor food that will not starve to death, we must save as much as possible, because there is no guarantee that we will be able to exchange it tomorrow.

At that time, I was struggling every day just wanting to live.

And then even this level of 'security' is taken away,
The already malnourished and emaciated body, the shoulder and wrist injured by the anger of the passing officer, have not healed even after more than a month, as long as they lift it up, they will feel pain.

But compared to the pain, even the last berries are eaten,
Huddled in the collapsed ruins, knowing that I may die, that I may not survive this winter,
It was the sadness that made me bite my lip, afraid that if I cried, I would never wake up again.

Those memories are only cold, dark, and lonely.

I have no home, no parents, no one to accompany me, and no place to go back to,
In this huge and vast world with billions of people and more than 4000 million square kilometers of land,

I am all alone and have nothing.

The long and cold waiting with no hope in sight constituted the indelible painful childhood in my memory.

Even life after that,

Rescued by that person again, awakened as a participant, assisted her to complete the great cause of stopping the wheels of the Great War again, and stopped the war she hated the most,
The decades of being a member of the Zero Knights of the Evernight Palace were peaceful and satisfying times.

So when she found out that the person had been deliberately deceiving him, and the relationship of completely trusting her as a relative was shaken and collapsed,
I'm so broken.

hate her?
how come.
Just half a century after leaving there,
I found that I became a person again.

There is no home, no parents, no one to accompany me, and no place to go back to.

I don't have a person who can hold hands tightly even when natural disasters come, like my parents,
Until one day I made a mistake so stupid it made me laugh
It is different from all A-level top positions,
My dreams are full of beauty.

It can only be said to be something like magic, turning all the indelible memories of suffering branded in the bottom of my heart into story-like dreamy happiness.

How can such an unbelievable degree be described?
grilled fish, sweet fruit, sun and siesta,

The life that no longer has to struggle for survival is obviously the same scene in the memory, which happened in the same village, but there is a huge difference,

Those who are at a loss, afraid, cold and uneasy, those who have survived the loneliness and helplessness,
Everything disappeared like a fake, leaving only peace of mind and warmth.

Just because of the appearance of one person.

too foul
Angrily grabbing the officer's head and smashing it against the table because of his injury, the kind of peace of mind that makes people feel protected, the kind that makes people feel that there are still people in this world who care about themselves and care about themselves,

I still have the warmth of someone to rely on.

It was too foul for me who was just a little girl at that time
Obviously just an idiot
Take yourself away from that small village, and let everything that would have happened afterwards disappear,
Abandoning the hardships and misery of struggling at the bottom, he took himself to see the outside world that he had never seen before, the bustling and vast world,
Take the steam train, go to the most prosperous city in this country, buy the most beautiful manors and shops,

Living in a big luxurious house, with maids and servants and a garden yard, with endless beautiful dresses, and unreal delicious cakes.
Go to church, go to the mall, go to all the pretty places,

Go to the noble ball on the top floor and become the focus of attention like a princess.

Give everything the best to yourself. For teenage girls who were originally wandering and struggling to survive,

It is a treatment from happiness to anxiety.

But after that rainy night, knowing that he was really the person he was looking for, following his journey in the carriage,
It is an unimaginable, incredible, unreal to dreamlike time.

My self-satisfied skirt on the projection, the cowhide booties I never had,
Those pictures that have been frozen in time.
The life memory after the modification is that I returned to Milan alone, with the huge assets of the manor and the shop, and the things he left for me,

Without the hardships and hardships of wandering, I really grew up happily and slowly.

Although it was like fate to reconnect with a life similar to the original one, but I no longer feel the same loneliness as the original life,

because I know

In this world of billions of people, someone will always be by my side in the future.

He will run out of his daily life for me, run to the North Pole regardless of danger, and stand in front of me with his innocence
It reminds me of the blurred gentle smile on my mother's face from my childhood memories that have been crushed by a century of life.

'Mom, can I find someone like Dad in the future? '

"Of course, my little Carol, my little Linger."

The light golden hair is spread out on the slender shoulders, and the slender and flawless legs under the skirt,
After a shallow breath, the eyelashes flutter,
Ling slowly opened those light golden eyes from her sleep, and murmured instinctively:

"Fang Ran?"

"Well, have you finally woken up? It's time to get up, my lord queen."

The memory that didn’t happen but was so real, I don’t want to pursue it anymore, what is the reason for this incredible phenomenon,
Waking up in the carriage, Ling supported her body from the fluffy blanket, looking at the young man in front of her as if she was still awake,
Then reach out and hug him.

Mattresses, wallpapers, drinking fountains, energy-saving lamps, mobile phones, tablet notebooks, and even a small generator, out of date like a small room in a carriage carriage,

Ling is like a stray cat that has found a home, nestling in the arms of the young man.

Holding his waist, rubbing his scent, feeling the warmth from his body, no matter what, there is a kind of nostalgia that makes me unwilling to let go.

She has been sleeping in such a dream, and she has personally experienced those times in the photos.

I don't need to be a participant, I don't want to be a night angel, I don't want to live so long,
As long as it lasts like this.

If possible, I want this dream to have no end
　Fishing tomorrow, maybe fishing without inspiration the day after tomorrow, I can’t think of a very touching plot, I’m very disturbed now, saying that yesterday this chapter said that someone’s idea coincided with mine
　　
　
(End of this chapter)