Alice in the Land of Steam

Is Chapter 1161 nice to read?

Yieta stared at the sky blankly.

Ever since Lingge said that, she has always reacted like this. The magical power of the Cloud Whale Sky Island has opened up a zone in the Black Forest that is not invaded by darkness. The ancient trees have risen from the ground, and the new branches and leaves are like a tide, submerging the crown of the Cursed Wood. Between the straight trunks and the extended branches is the clear sky. The breeze blows across the clouds, and the rustling of insects can be heard in the flower fields. The little fairies who escaped just now have sneaked back and are curiously looking at the movement here from afar. Perhaps everything that happens next will become a topic of conversation when they play in the future.

"What are you thinking about, Yieta?" Ling asked.

The girl turned her head blankly, looked at Ling Ge for a while, and then said slowly: "Nothing."

"Just a little...sleepy, that's all."

Just as the young man said, this is a good day for sunbathing. The warm sunlight sprinkled on the body makes people feel particularly comfortable. Yieta even felt that every feather on her wings was like being soaked in hot water, slowly melting. The energy in her body was drained away. It was too troublesome to think about doing anything. It would be better to lie down and take a nap. Maybe she can have dinner after waking up.

"Then take a nap." Ling Ge said to her, "I will stay here with you."

The young man's promise reassured the girl, and she relaxed and fell to the side bit by bit. At this time, Linger reached out and held her head, then gently guided her body to lie flat, with her head resting on his thighs. This ancient tree stump was unknown how many years old it was. The area spread out by the rings was almost like a natural bed, which was more than enough to accommodate a petite girl sleeping on it, and with a young man watching over her, it was more than enough.

Ieta lay on her back, her head resting on the young man's thighs. Half of what she saw was still the sky, and the other half was occupied by the young man's face. She blinked her eyes gently, not feeling shy or timid as before, but just a little curious: "Is this the lap pillow that Alice mentioned?"

"Maybe." Ling'er's answer was ambiguous, causing the girl to puff up her cheeks in dissatisfaction and make an ambiguous sound from her nose. But she soon calmed down, probably because she felt that even if Ling'er didn't admit it, it couldn't change the established facts, and it was still her victory after all.

"Humph."

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh twice. After laughing, the sleepiness just now completely disappeared. Not only did she not want to sleep, but she was also full of energy. She stared at Lingge without blinking, making the young man feel a little uncomfortable: "Why are you looking at me all the time? Is there something on my face?"

"Hehehe, no, I was just wondering why Ling Ge became so proactive today."

"initiative?"

"Well, he came to me on his own initiative, took me out of the room on his own initiative, and even put his knees on me. It's so strange!" Although she said it was strange, the expression on her face was very happy. It was probably the reaction of a child who gets a new toy.

"Well..."

Ling Ge had never thought about this question. As for the princess hug and the lap pillow, it was just a natural reaction of the body. He did it subconsciously. It was not necessarily that he had any special thoughts at the time. After the young man thought about it for a while, a sly smile suddenly flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized: "Maybe it's because someone told me not long ago that I should be more assertive when dealing with girls."

Oh? Is that true?

Miss Angel's expression suddenly became alert and she asked, "Who is it? Sister Xiao Xia?"

"No." The young man answered truthfully, "It's Lorena."

"Sister Lorena?" Yieta relaxed at once: "Then she must be joking with you. It's Lingge you who took it too seriously!"

Basically, everyone's perception of Lorena is still at this stage. Although she likes to tease others, especially Lingge, she is just joking. Except when dealing with alchemy, most of the time, she is the kind of person who stirs up trouble and sows discord. She shouldn't be too threatening... right?

Yieta didn't know why she used the word "threat" to describe a sister who was very kind to her, but she thought so. She was relieved after coming to a positive conclusion. Finally, she realized with panic that she seemed to be a little sorry for her sister Rorona, especially for the many magical alchemical props she gave her.

Oh, I'm in such a dilemma. I'm so distressed.

Angel was struggling with herself, and Lingge wanted to say "I think so too" to her, but suddenly he remembered the prank in the clearing in the forest, and then the warm and soft embrace, and the faint fragrance from her body, like a shell in the shallow sea. Those who walk alone will find companions, and those who travel far away from home will return to their hometown. These were the words he used to comfort her, but she made a solemn promise. The young man's hand that was stroking his snow-white hair suddenly stopped, with mixed feelings, and he could no longer agree against his will.

Did I... make her serious?
The young man realized this belatedly. Seeing that Lingge had not spoken for a long time, Yieta thought he was worried and said quickly: "There is nothing wrong with being more proactive. Lingge, you were too passive in the past, which made everyone worried."

"Worried?" Ling Ge came back to his senses and asked curiously, "Why should I worry?"

"Because you know a lot of things, but you're unwilling to tell us."

At this point, Yieta's tone was a little annoyed, and she was obviously dissatisfied with this behavior: "Just like when you visited the World Expo in Nimsher, you knew what the Earth Mother believer named Rochelle wanted to do, right? But you didn't want to tell others, and led everyone to Avion City with other reasons. Although it was because of this that I was able to meet everyone, don't you think you are too arbitrary? Also, when we were about to set off for the Holy Temple of Heaven, you actually vaguely realized that the goddess had fallen asleep, but you didn't reveal a word, even to Metien, which caused her to be so sad and impulsive when she suddenly heard the news. There are many other examples, such as the true identity of Tiantis, the plan of the Witch Society, the relationship between Alice and Themis in the Heaven, etc. In fact, you know all of them, but you don't want to tell us. Is it because you think that it's useless even if you tell us? Reality cannot be changed. No matter how hard you try, what is going to happen will eventually happen. In this case, it is better to bury these secrets in your heart and bear them alone."

"But, this idea is too pessimistic."

The girl lying on the tree stump slowly reached out her hand and stroked the face of the young man who was close to her. The warmth she felt was warmer than sunlight, but also colder than snowflakes. She murmured softly, "If you are always so pessimistic, of course you will make us worry, Lingge."

The young man stared quietly into Yieta's eyes. Those flawless eyes were like a beautiful gem, a clear sky, or a clear pool of water, reflecting all the innocence a girl had since she was born. Occasionally, Lingge would see himself in them, concentrating on thinking about something under the care of the clouds and shadows. He originally thought that this was a manifestation of maturity, knowing that you are powerless but not fighting for it, knowing that you are powerless but choosing to avoid it, knowing that it is inevitable but deliberately concealing it. He thought that if a mature person could bear all this by himself, there would be no need to let others worry about it.

But what did he get in the end? Metien's crying and scolding, Alice's confusion and loss, Themis's pain and self-destruction, and the worries of his companions who lived with him day and night. He wanted to protect his sister but made her cry, wanted to comfort his friends but got deeper and deeper, made promises to others but was unable to fulfill them, and made his companions worried and unable to rest assured. At this point in his life, he has accomplished nothing. If he still says that he is a mature person, don't you think it's ridiculous?
No wonder Saint Shaliya said that she was a childish person.

In essence, Ringo never grew up.

The young man sighed softly and said, "It seems so, but don't worry, Yieta, it won't happen again in the future. Because I don't have any secrets anymore, so naturally, I won't hide anything from you."

The secrets he had learned in the past were either from chance, such as his encounter with Rochelle, or from the innate sensitivity and intuition of young people, such as guessing the true identity of Tiandis and the truth about the goddess's eternal sleep. But fate will not favor the same person again and again. After coming to the East Continent, in an unfamiliar environment, the path that Ling Ge wanted to take was destined not to rely on those coincidences; as for the latter, he also lost that sensitive intuition. Not to mention being able to see through people's hearts and piece together the full picture of the truth from clues like in the past, I'm afraid he can't even guess his own thoughts.

But it was good this way. Linger had never felt as relaxed as he did now, as if he had unloaded an invisible burden and returned to his original self. He could sit in front of the game console without any scruples, using the cheating skills he learned from genius players to beat up innocent novice players; after Rolena's prank succeeded, he was not indifferent like before, but showed his anger on his face and threatened the other party; when Yieta resisted going out, he picked her up without hesitation and took her out of the room forcefully. The two of them chatted in the lazy sunlight, not sad about the past, nor worried about the future.

This kind of life always makes young people feel familiar, but the memory is fuzzy and can't be recalled. He thought for a long time about the prosperous primrose field, and then he suddenly realized that this was Mr. Yang Ke's life. When he chatted with believers in Tianxin Church, when he was in the small courtyard watching the plane trees grow stronger and stronger, when he saw the children playing on the street and Ling Ge tried to smile... Wasn't the young boy standing there all the time? Why did he forget the most important thing?

Today, Ling Ge finally understood what Mr. Yang Ke's last wish meant. His father only hoped that his son and daughter could choose the life they wanted, but his son misunderstood his original intention and was obsessed with the so-called peaceful life, so that he sneered at all fantasies, plots in the story, and the responsibilities that should have been assumed. If there had not been this journey of wandering, would he have woken up? Still working as an ordinary history teacher in St. Lowood National School, living a dull life, would he also hope that Metien would follow this track? Those people he met in the original story: the shepherdess who pursued her destiny, the sleeping beauty of the ancient country of Berman, the wind angel of Avignon, the immortal tooth of the virtual root swamp, the alchemist of Lotdana, the two-faced girl who changed at will, the knight of the Gostaph family, the three sisters of the fairy deep sleep hotel, the ancestor earl of the blood tooth clan Valenhild, and the artificial son of the true spirit school... Will they continue their stories in another destiny? Or will they come to an abrupt end?
All of this is unpredictable, just like time cannot be reversed. Linville City is bustling with people, and what passes by is fate. If he had not stopped at the square where the Moriah people stayed for a short time, perhaps the story would be different, but to this day, Ling Ge only feels fortunate. Every road goes around and around, and eventually it will return to the starting point. As the old saying goes, the so-called shortcut is to take the longest road.

"Ah, Ling."

Yieta suddenly said, her fingertips moved down along the cheek, gently pressed against the corner of the young man's mouth, and said in a very serious tone: "You smiled."

"is it?"

Lingge didn't realize this, maybe for him, smiling was already a common thing, and he didn't need to be surprised anymore. But it was really strange, a person could become familiar with something that he had abandoned for the past ten years in just half a month when it appeared again, so that he didn't feel any strangeness?

"Yeah!" Yieta nodded vigorously, and then tried to stretch the corners of his mouth to the sides, making the smile look more enthusiastic and cheerful. But then she couldn't bear it anymore, and turned her head away with a puff, as if she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"Is it funny?"

Ling Ge looked helplessly at the girl who was resting her head on his thighs, but he had no intention of stopping her. As long as he could cheer up the depressed Miss Angel, it didn't matter if he made a fool of himself...right?

"Do not."

Yieta's eyebrows curved, and she said with a smile: "It looks very beautiful."

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