Sky blue [green blue]

【end--】

Also sitting under the sun-dappled World Tree, Xiaolu and Xiaolan, who had regained their vision, met and leaned shoulder to shoulder, listening to the rustling of the dense branches and leaves in the breeze, and looking at the surroundings full of vitality and greenery.

The atmosphere is lazy, making you want to take out your phone and play with it.

Until Xiaolan suddenly screamed.

Under Xiaolu's puzzled gaze, Xiaolan, who was sitting upright, took out a small cloth bag pendant from her breastplate, and said with a relieved smile, "Fortunately, it's still there."

"Huh?" Xiaolu muffled a puzzled syllable.

Xiaolan opened the opening of the cloth bag, pulled out a streak of red, and brought out two small flowers that floated down leisurely.

The little green next to him casually took the flower in his palm and asked curiously, "This flower?"

"Your Zihua of Endless Summer." Xiaolan realized just after she finished speaking, "Ah, you probably haven't seen this perspective before, have you?"

"Hey——" Xiaolu looked at the flower in her hand again in novelty, "It turned out to be like this..."

Xiaolan scratched the tip of her nose, and said a little embarrassedly: "I raised that branch of flowers, but when I left, I picked two small flowers and made them into dried flowers as a souvenir."

Xiaolu nodded, but her eyes still fell on the pair of little flowers.

"By the way," Xiaolan excitedly handed the piece of red in her hand to Xiaolu, "This is for you."

Xiaolu took it and saw that it was the red ribbon that she had wrapped around the flower branch.

"Why did you give this back to me?" Little Green asked strangely.

Xiaolan said strangely: "This is your clothing. It was just a temporary memory at that time, wasn't it?"

"Remember..."

She looked at Xiaolan, and Xiaolu looked at the red ribbon in her hand... Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration.

Quickly folded one end of the ribbon into a loop, Xiaolu eagerly confessed: "Xiaolan, take it quickly."

"What do you want to do?" Despite being confused, Xiao Lan took the rope loop.

I saw that Xiaolu used this red ribbon to tie her own hand next to Xiaolan's and tie a knot, and then made the other end circle, ready to turn over the rope in Xiaolan's hand... …

"Hey, don't move."

Calling Xiaolan who wanted to withdraw in time, Xiaolu held down the knot made of two rope loops, lowered her head and bit the adjacent rope loop, and freed her hand to hold Xiaolan's hand and hold the other side together, at the same time Pull the cord tight.

In this way, he and Xiao Lan worked together to weave a simple bowknot.

"It's done." Xiaolu sat up straight again, with obvious complacency between her brows.

Xiaolan was stunned by the bow on his wrist—in fact, when Xiaolu held his hand, his brain had been blown blank, he could only blushed and panted, unable to say anything shivering.

"Is this in line with human customs?" Xiaolu asked sincerely, looking down at the butterfly.

Xiaolan jumped on her shoulders, "What, what?"

"Red line." Looking up at Xiaolan who was in chaos, Xiaolu smiled briskly, looking naughty and proud.

"Red line..." Dumbly followed and repeated it before realizing it belatedly, Xiaolan, who had returned to her soul, immediately rounded the corners of her eyes, looked at her wrist in surprise, and then at the existence of a smile in front of her, she couldn't help it He raised his free hand to cover his face that was almost dripping with blood.

After receiving Xiaolan's series of reactions, the Demon King let out a very unkind laugh, which aroused Xiaolan's dissatisfied gaze, took the opportunity to bully him with his head slightly sideways, and lightly pecked and kissed the corner of the opponent's eyes.

Until Xiaolu retreated a little distance, Xiaolan looked at him steadfastly, then suddenly raised her head back, and gave him a clear kiss back.

The two hands that were tied together turned to each other tacitly, and the ten fingers were clasped tightly without knowing it.

"But speaking of it..."

"Ok?"

"It seems that Xiaolan is still in a daze for helping the devil to tie herself up. It's really great."

"Hello..."

——Obviously we tied each other up with our own hands.

The author has something to say: To mention a set of private settings that are difficult to start an awkward chat in the text, but determined from the beginning, there is only one set of modeling (objects) in the game world.

But as the artificial intelligence in the game world, demons and humans use their own sets of cognitive models, the core difference is the color model - these two sets of cognitive models can be interchanged, but not directly (...simplified understanding It is similar to the conversion process between the RGB model and the Lab model)

The difference in viewing angle is the combination of [color migration + filter set]

Of course, since there is only one set of role models + cognitive models have the opportunity to switch between each other, then there will always be a place for cognition to be connected

—Here, that is, the cat.