Fairy’s Box

"The guardian star, the wolf of the extreme north, Feilu, was originally a famous noble born in Asgard, but in an accident when he was young, his parents were killed by monsters, leaving only him and his sister to depend on each other. It was because of that incident. In the disaster, his sister Peggy was injured and lost her ability to move. She lived in a wheelchair all year round. In order to get her sister to stand up again, Philip has tried countless methods, but unfortunately it has always had little effect. It can be said to be the regret of his life.”

In the carriage of the carriage, Yale silently closed the letter from Hydra in his hand, and looked at the well-guarded villa in the distance through the glass windows soaked with twilight moisture.

The towering walls and the solid outer walls of the villa are no different from transparent glass to him.

In the room full of cashmere toys in the northwest corner of the villa, Philip was squatting in front of a girl in a wheelchair, helping her take off her shoes and socks, gently dipping her feet in warm water, and gently massaging the soles of her feet. During this process, the two talked and laughed, and their actions were very intimate. The misery and hardship of being dependent on each other since childhood has made them accumulate strong feelings, and they care about each other even more than themselves.

"There is no marriage, no social interaction, and not even a single friend. In addition to yourself, there is only your sister in your world..."

Looking at this scene, the black-haired knight gradually lowered his gaze, clenched the letter in his hand, and when he let go, only a cloud of white dust was left floating to the ground.

...

Philip wringed the towel dry, picked up his sister's feet from the water, and focused on wiping some kind of fragile china, wiping the water stains for her, and put on a pair of breathable cotton slippers:

"Dr. Cage's schedule is very full, and he has to get up early tomorrow."

"Um."

Peggy nodded obediently and responded.

"I'm going to prep dinner and have your favorite cinnamon rolls and oatmeal **** tonight."

Philip gave her a reassuring smile, picked up the water basin, and left his sister's room.

"..."

After Peggy watched him leave, she pushed her wheelchair and came to the window. She lay listlessly on the edge of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window. She saw the thin sky, the sky that was being occupied by clouds and mist, and the sky turned dark and dark. heavy.

It is now eight o'clock in the evening, and the drop in temperature at night has caused wisps of white mist to float in the dark and quiet courtyard. From the girl's point of view, the gardens and flower beds in the courtyard, the branches and leaves of the evergreen trees, and the cold-resistant flowers seem to have a soul in the white smoke, and they tremble and make a "rustling" sound.

Occasionally there was a cough or two from the night guards, and the huffing of the hounds.

At night, there is a mysterious charm to Peggy, the darkness covers everything, everything becomes blurred, and can become anything with her imagination. Because she can't move freely, this girl has long been accustomed to using fantasies to relieve loneliness. She regards Yefeng as an unpredictable fairy, the trees and flowers as her close friends, and the migratory birds as travelers along the road.

"I have a present for you."

Just when Peggy was immersed in the imaginary paradise, someone else's words suddenly came from her ear, which made her eyes wide open.

...

In the living room, the light of the magic stone lamp flickered a few times, then went out abruptly, and the room was completely dark.

Philip put down the cutlery in his hand, frowned and called the servant to change the **** lamp, but heard no response.

"Damn profiteers, charging so much money, but selling inferior lamps that I sold as shoddy ones."

The man gritted his teeth and cursed at the shop that sold lamps. Then he suddenly realized that something had happened, and until now, the servant has not responded to him.

In the darkness behind him, there was a vague figure.

"Who?"

Philippe shouted sharply, and clenched his fists sharply, bone spurs suddenly drilled out of the gap between the fist bones, like a hard stabbing sword, and instantly aimed at the figure sitting in the darkness.

"Don't worry, I'm just here to send the blessings of friendship." The figure replied.

"Blessings in the dark?" Philip sneered.

"It's not my fault that the lamp burned out, but I can fix it for you."

Yale snapped his fingers, and the magic stone lamp splashed a few strands of electric light, and then it became bright again.

"Leo!?"

After seeing the visitor's face clearly, a trace of panic suddenly appeared on his face, subconsciously tensing the muscles of his body, and asked fearfully:

"What are you trying to do when you break into my house so late?"

"If I came here normally, you definitely don't want to see me, so I can only give you a surprise like this, please forgive me." The black-haired knight spread his hands in a helpless pose.

Philip didn't want to get involved with the person in front of him, and immediately asked bluntly:

"What's the matter with me?"

"Just to enhance friendship, can't it?"

"Just for this?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"What else?" Yale replied casually while admiring the setting in the living room.

"Then I have received your friendship. If possible, please come back tomorrow afternoon." Feilu felt that the other party didn't seem to be telling the truth, so he ordered the expulsion very unfriendly.

"Okay... Anyway, the gift has been delivered. Since you don't want to see me tonight, then you're leaving." The black-haired knight stood up after hearing the words, walked to the other side, shook hands with him politely, and turned to walk towards door.

"..."

Feilu silently watched him step on the floor to the end of the living room, and watched the figure of the other party gradually melt into the night, and did not dare to relax a little bit of vigilance, as if he was afraid that Yale would kill a carbine.

bang!

At this moment, he suddenly heard an abnormal noise from his sister's room, and thinking of the tone of 'Leo' just now, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he rushed over like a gust of wind.

"Peggy! Are you okay!?"

Philip opened the door with his shoulder and rushed into Peggy's room without seeing the expected scene. However, he found that his younger sister, who was supposed to be incapacitated, actually stood by the window tremblingly, holding on to the edge of the window.

"Brother, brother!"

Peggy saw her brother suddenly burst into the room, showing a hint of joy, and then said nervously:

"I-I accidentally knocked over the flower pot..."

"Peggy, can you stand up!?"

Philip was dazed by the excitement of the scene in front of him, and he forgot everything in ecstasy. He rushed forward and picked up his sister, as if dancing a waltz, and happily turned around in circles.

"Well, thanks to my brother's friend." Peggy looked at him gratefully with tears in her eyes.

"my friend?"

Fei Lu seemed to be drenched in cold water, and he calmed down immediately, and his movements stopped abruptly.

"yes."

Looking at her brother's expression, Peggy seemed to see a clue, and told him a little uneasy:

"He said his name was Leo, and he was my brother's friend."

"..."

Philip fell silent, put his sister back in the wheelchair gently, and then walked quickly to the window.

The figure of the man in the courtyard has long since disappeared, and the winding road looks like someone's deep eyes, exuding a faint calm under the silent sky.

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