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　　 "Vivian." Don's pace also slowed down, and he pointed to the stone bench by the side of the road, "Will you accompany me to sit there?"

"Ok."

　　 The two sat down on the long stone chair.

　　 The moonlight tonight is very bright, reflecting the streets very brightly. It's just that the moonlight is a bit cold, and the stone chair is also a bit cold.

　　 "Vivian, do you have any questions to ask me? For example, what am I going to do, why don't you want to go with you."

　　 Dorn still feels a little sad when he thinks of Vivienne's performance during the day.

　　 Miss Fairy just lowered her head when she heard the words, put her gaze on her straight legs together, was silent for a while, and shook her head gently:

　　 "What Donne doesn't want to say, I won't ask."

　　 This reaction will stop Don.

　　 Is this kid a little too behaved?

　　 "And I can feel it." Vivian was still talking, every word, "What Donne is going to do is very important to you."

　　 "Yes, it's important, maybe you have to go." Don nodded, agreeing with Vivienne's statement.

　　 But to be honest, he doesn't know why he agrees with Vivian so much.

　　 Is a limited time copy really important to me?

　　 After all, the game system has banned the powerful thugs on his side.

　　 If it's just for a limited time and generous rewards, maybe it's not enough to take the unknown risk and have to do it?

　　 But while facing Vivienne's whisper, Dorn couldn't help saying such words.

　　 Why must I go? Dorn asked himself in his heart.

　　 He raised his head, the moon in the night sky was big and bright.

　　 The two sat quietly for a while.

　　 Dorn: "Vivian, I suddenly thought of a story, would you like to hear it?"

"Ok."

　　 "The story goes like this. There is a farm with a group of piglets. One of them is very smart. It is different from its brothers and sisters who only know how to eat and sleep and are happy all day long."

　　 "It is thinking about why it is on the farm every day? Why would anyone take care of itself with good food and drink every day? What will its future destiny be?"

　　 "Yeah." Vivian listened quietly.

　　 Although I don’t know why Donne started telling stories, in her cognition, these kinds of stories with animals as the protagonist are relatively beautiful fairy tales or fables, and she quite likes them.

　　 But, how much does Donne like pigs?

　　 "This little pig is really very smart, relying on his own pig, after unremitting efforts, he has investigated the truth behind the farm."

　　 "It turns out that humans are raising them, the purpose is to wait for them to reach adulthood, then send them to slaughter and eat their meat."

"and then?"

　　 At the end of the story, Vivian has actually guessed the follow-up development-this smart pig will lead the brothers and sisters to escape from the farm and regain their freedom and new life.

　　 Fairy tales, they are all so beautiful.

　　 "There is no more. Although the clever pig knows the truth, it still can't do without the farm. When it reaches adulthood, it will be sent to the slaughterhouse just like the happy brothers and sisters all day long."

　　 "Some of them are made into ham, some are made into sausages, and some are made into bacon. The only good news is that they taste good. The end of the story."

　　 Vivian was taken aback, and blinked at Dorn: "Dorn...how did you come up with such a strange story?"

　　 "This is not the point. The point is Vivienne. Do you think that smart piggy is different from its siblings?"

　　 Miss Fairy thought for a while, then looked at Don.

　　 She could see that Dorn had a lot to say, so she chose to be silent and listened quietly.

　　 "I used to think that this smart piglet is not much different from its brothers and sisters. Since the ending is the same, it is better to be as silly and happy as other pigs than to know the truth alone in pain."

　　 "But now I don't seem to think so. I seem to feel empathy for that clever pig."

　　 Do you feel the same as a pig?

　　 Vivian opened her mouth, but in the end she held back her words.

　　 She knows that Donne needs to vent his emotions now, and what he needs is the audience, as long as she is responsible for listening.

　　 "Moreover, the ending of the story is not necessarily so desperate. It is also possible that the smart piglet may lead his brothers and sisters to escape the farm with his own wisdom and accumulated strength."

　　 "The prerequisite for this good ending is that this little pig must understand the truth." Donn was still chattering by himself.

　　 But the more he talked about it, his heart seemed to be calmer and clearer: "Thinking about it this way, I don't want to be a dead, unclear pig at all."

　　 Maybe he faced his heart, Don found that this was the reason he had to go to the limited-time copy-to figure out what the truth of the game system and the world was.

　　 Weiwei waited quietly for Dorn to finish.

　　Dorn’s story seems to be about Xiaozhu, but in fact he is talking about himself.

　　 At this point, Miss Fairy still has the ability to read and understand.

　　 It’s just that I don’t know what the truth is that Donne is eager to know, and how much it has to do with the big thing he will do in 30 days.

　　 But he will tell himself one day. Vivian believed so.

　　 "Dorn, can I ask you a question?" The two were silent for a while, and Miss Fairy suddenly spoke.

　　 It seems that she is not like she said that she can ignore Don's affairs at all.

"Just ask."

　　 "What you are going to do later, is it dangerous?"

　　 "It may be dangerous, I'm not sure." At this point, Don didn't want to deceive Vivienne.

　　 "I see." Miss Fairy nodded obediently and stopped talking, as if thinking about something.

　　 The two of them sat there for a while again.

　　 "Vivian, let's go back. The night breeze starts to get stronger, and if you sit down, you may catch a cold." Don first got up from the long stone chair.

　　 But at this moment, he felt a delicate and soft touch coming from the palm of his right hand.

　　 Vivian took Don's hand.

　　 Her head is still low, her straight legs are a little stiff and close together, and her petite body trembles slightly.

　　 "Vivian?"

　　 Donn didn't let go of Miss Fairy's hand, letting her hold it.

　　 However, I don’t know if it’s due to nervousness or other reasons. Both of them have just taken a bath, but Vivian’s hands are a little cold.

"Um... Duo, Don." Miss Fairy said, "You know, everyone can't see me, and I rarely have the opportunity to communicate with others. So, I'm not very good at talking, not very good at expressing. Own emotions."

　　 This time it was Dorn’s turn not to speak, and he listened quietly~www.wuxiahere.com~ However, Dorn was the only one who could see me, the only one who could hear me, and the only one who could feel my existence. I am always happy with you because I feel like I am no longer alone. "

　　 "So I want you to know. Don, you are very, very, very, very important to me! I will listen to what you say. If you need my help, I will do my best!"

"But if... if you don't need me, I will listen to you. I will wait for you here and wait for you. If you don't come back, I will wait forever. So, so... Come back, okay?"

　　 Vivienne's long silver hair naturally draped over her shoulders because she had just finished taking a shower.

　　 The soft scent on the tips of her hair was scented by the night breeze.

　　 She raised her head and looked straight at Don.

　　The blue eyes of the lake flickered, and the expressions in their eyes were full of seriousness.

　　If Donn doesn't go back, she probably will really wait here forever.

　　Because Miss Fairy was still sitting on the bench, Don simply squatted down.

　　 "I promise you that I will come back."

　　 "Don't lie?"

　　 "Don't lie, let's pull the hook."

"Ok?"

　　In Miss Fairy’s perception, there is no such a gesture as a tick.

　　 "That's it." Don first let go of Vivienne's hand, and stretched out his little finger, "In my hometown, what you say when you pull the hook is not deceiving."

　　 Vivian let Donne play with her fingers, just murmured, "I don't want to be alone anymore."

　　 "Hmm." Don nodded, "I won't leave you alone."

　　 The night breeze became a little bit stronger, and the bright moonlight covered the streets, and the two of them had their little fingers hooked together.