Chapter 976 Yesterday’s Dream

"Name."

"Sophora poems."

The clear voice answered, but it failed to shake the recorder behind the desk.

As if he had been used to this routine for a long time, Vice Principal Isaac didn't even have the interest in adjusting his glasses, and asked again without raising his head: "Name?"

"The next thing should be age."

On the other side of the table, the little girl reminded me helplessly.

She was sitting on a seat that was too wide and bulky for her. Her long black hair fell from her fair shoulders like flowing water, winding from her long skirt, almost falling to the ground.

Under the afternoon sun, the strands of long hair reflected a golden light, which was dazzling.

"Name?" Isaac asked again.

"I haven't thought about it yet, let me think about it."

She held her chin, thinking hard for a moment, and suddenly snapped her fingers: "Huai·Liyingshang·Angelina·Yingxue·Yuling·Antalya·Shangmengxunmei·Hathaway...Rose Rose ·Tear Feather Spirit·Kite. How is it?"

The long name that lasted five minutes without stopping made Isaac's pen hover over the paper, trembling slightly, just slightly.

After a long time, it fell again.

I wrote two words.

【Sophora Kite】

"Age?" he asked again.

His expression was calm and calm, without any anxiety. He was as cold and arrogant as ever.

"eighteen?"

The girl continued to think: "Okay, let's do the math. I should be twelve years old this month, right? I'll probably be eighteen in a few months... It's okay to fill in eighteen first, then eighteen is good Okay, so you don’t have to change it after a while.”

Isaac's expression remained unchanged and he wrote: [Unknown]

Then, without stopping and without asking any questions, he wrote [Female] in the gender column, which immediately made the delicate and cute little girl raise her eyebrows, seemingly annoyed: "How dare you assume my gender?"

"Huai...Ms. Yuan."

Isaac spoke, trying to maintain his calmness: "You already mentioned your gender in the file you submitted yesterday. I don't think there will be any omissions in it."

"Yeah?"

The girl blinked innocently and looked away first, as if she was shy: "Oh, I forgot."

"...I hope such regrets will not appear in your future career."

Isaac picked up the seal and stamped it at the end of the document.

Snapped!

It left a bright red mark.

"Welcome to the Tower of Ivory, Ms. Huaiyuan."

For some reason, when I said the last few words, I felt a faint sense of exhaustion and powerlessness.

"Well, thank you."

The girl jumped down from the chair, reached out and took the folder, and said with great interest: "Where should I go next? Are there any other procedures to be completed? I really like the uncles and aunts outside, and they talk well..."

"No, not anymore."

Isaac interrupted her decisively: "Please go home and wait for the notice. The Academic Affairs Office will arrange follow-up matters for you."

"That's a lot of trouble. How about I come back tomorrow?"

"No, I'm on a business trip tomorrow."

He looked outside the room and raised his voice: "Ms. Maki, take this Ms. Huaiyuan out for me."

Rarely, he lost his original reserved demeanor and rigid rules.

It wasn't until he closed the door that he breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel tired.

Turning back, he stared at the backup file in silence for a long time. He turned the wheel of the safe, and then put the almost completely blacked-out information into the deepest vault of the Tower of Ivory.

In this way, the Ivory Tower's alchemy equipment management and even the alchemy research center - Taiyiyuan, welcomed their new owners without any warning or noise, and at the same time, secretly and calmly.

.

Looks about thirteen years old.

She is the cutest age for children, and her skin is as fair as the sun.

The long skirt is obviously delicate and cute, but she is wearing a men's shirt loosely on her body. The sleeves are so long that you can barely see her slender hands.

There is also an identity tag hanging around his neck that does not match his appearance at all.

As he walked forward, he hummed happily.

The figure was slender and slender, and the long black hair was like a phantom, floating slightly in the breeze, and the hair accessories hanging on it also swayed, seeming to disperse with the long hair.

Flying into the dream-like bubble.

Maki followed closely, but for some reason, she got distracted.

It's hard to imagine that one day I will lose my mind because of looking at a little girl. Could it be that I am some kind of hidden perverted lolita control? Ah, no, it’s more like a stalker now…

Because it would have been nice to just deliver it to the door, but she followed her for a long time without knowing it.

And the moment her footsteps stopped, the little girl seemed to hear the voice in her heart and turned around to look at her.

The sunlight falling between the shades of the trees made the pair of black eyes overflow with magnificent brilliance.

"It's true that she is a bit like a stalker, Maki." She said.

"ah……"

Maki froze in place, subconsciously took a step back, and hurriedly explained: "No, no, no, I just, I was just distracted, I'm sorry, it's wrong... why..."

"Yes, I can indeed hear what you are thinking."

The girl's smile became more and more cheerful: "Let me tell you, don't worry, your relationship with Miss Tomoko is very strong, and it will not change because of my presence."

"No, I'm not, I didn't, I am to Tomoko, Tomoko, she is just me..."

Maki's face turned red instantly and she was frightened, but looking at those eyes, she couldn't say anything like she just regarded Tomoko as her sister.

In the end, she suddenly discovered to her sadness that she actually coveted Tomoko's body.

She is mean.

Then, when she woke up from her trance, she found that that young and delicate face was already close at hand, looking at her with interest.

It's like you can see the painful struggle in your soul.

Full of pleasure and bad taste.

Maki subconsciously screamed and fell backward, only to find that she was sitting on a bench. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw the little girl jump up and sit next to her.

"Oh, it's so interesting. What are people thinking about every day now? It's too unhealthy. It makes a kid like me blush with heartbeat...coffee or milk?"

"Huh?" Maki was stunned.

"Then give you milk."

She took out a handful of candies from the small bag covered under the man's shirt and gave one to her.

Maki looked blankly at the candy in her palm.

He looked at the girl next to him.

It was obviously completely different from the past, but this silhouette was so familiar that she forgot to breathe, and subconsciously blurted out: "...Miss Motoko?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized her gaffe and shook her head awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I admit..."

"No, I didn't admit my mistake."

There were calm words that made her freeze in place.

Jaw-dropping.

"It would be better to say that you have just now noticed the similarities between me and Motoko Okinori, and you are already a little too slow." The little girl opened the wrapper of the coffee candy, opened her mouth, and threw it into her mouth, happily tasting the burnt sugar. Fragrant and sweet.

In the long silence, Maki couldn't help but jump up from her chair and exclaimed: "So...Miss Motoko?!"

"Don't worry, it's not a dream. On the other hand, those memories of your past are more like dreams."

The little girl lowered her head and folded the candy wrappers. Soon, she folded it into a lifelike little bird. After blowing on it, it spread its wings and started flapping.

It's a pity that such a structure does not meet the aerodynamic standards. It has never been able to take off successfully and can only spin in the palm of its hand.

"Why, why?" Maki's eyes widened, and she came closer, not caring that she had been too rude: "Why did it become so...such a small one?"

Shouldn't Miss Motoko be a big sister?

"Ah, let's just say this is part of the flaw that turns from virtual to real. It always has to exist in its infancy, so this is very troublesome for humans."

The girl who was chewing coffee candy calmly raised her hand, pressed her forehead, and pushed her back: "Calm down, in a sense, I am indeed your Miss Motoko.

However, it may not be the same as you imagined. You should have noticed, the inhuman part of Motoko Uikachi..."

In the brief silence, Maki nodded hard.

She had already prepared that she might just be chasing a phantom.

After all, she had been in school for so long, and she had learned a lot, including the existence of divine incarnations, soul reflections, and even soul phenomena.

However, in real terms, ‘Motoko Waikashi’ is different from these.

She is an attempt from Tongji.

Through his own alchemy and gifts, through the afterimage of Huai Shi, he embodies Shao Siming's compassionate divinity - under the performance and maintenance of Huai Shi, after gradually breaking away from the shackles of Huai Shi itself, he finally The 'miraculous imprint' formed.

It’s not an exaggeration to call it a ‘phenomenon’.

Divinity is given by Tong Ji, humanity is given by Huai Shi, and finally the ‘reflection’ is formed through the miraculous carrier of afterimage. During the night when Tamba burned, after countless people witnessed it, the miracle on earth was finally completed.

Now, the reflection has completed its mission and completely dissipated.

But Tong Ji and Huai Shi never thought that such a pleasant result would be left behind.

An interesting soul.

After wandering in the darkness for so long, I was not lost. I just saw a glimmer of light and chased all the way to the present, regardless of whether the road ahead was a smooth road or an abyss...

Should it be called innocent or stupid?

No matter what, this stubbornness is enough to be admired and moved.

But in the end, she had to tell her the answer.

Isaac was too much like his teacher. Although he seemed inhumane, he was always overly hesitant and tender in these areas, so he could only swallow the truth and silently suffer from stomachache.

Therefore, the delay becomes longer and longer.

But, what will she do after learning this result?

For a long time, Maki looked at her blankly, and for a long time, she suddenly whispered: "In other words, I may never see Miss Motoko again..."

"Maybe so."

The little girl nodded: "There are always partings in life, Maki, you met a dream, and when you woke up from the dream, you saw the sunshine. But no matter how beautiful the dream in the past was, you should not stay there."

The girl was silent, and in the end, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Although I've been prepared for it, I'm still a little sad...I'm sorry..." She wiped the corners of her eyes in embarrassment, lowered her head, and suppressed her sobs.

"Don't you feel resentful, Maki?" The girl looked back at her and asked curiously: "Maybe Motoko's existence is just a lie."

Maki shook her head vigorously.

"I can persevere until now, and I can become who I am today, all because of the truth that Miss Suzi gave me. I am very grateful to her..." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes in embarrassment, raised her head, and answered seriously: "I, I want to be like Miss Motoko.”

She said seriously: "It doesn't matter if she is fake, I will never forget her!"

In the silence, the scrutinizing girl raised her eyebrows and suddenly smiled.

He stretched out his hand happily and rubbed her hair.

"What a good boy, Maki."

She said, “The existence of Motoko Oikami is the miracle itself.

Now that you have received this miracle, you are walking on the path she expected. Therefore, there is no need to be uneasy and afraid. You are the trace she left in this world.

So, come on.

One day, you will also become the 'element' of others and the light that illuminates them..."

She paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject and her smile narrowed: "But now, let's enjoy the youthful time that belongs to you and that Miss Tomoko."

Under the afternoon sun, a breeze blows from afar.

Blowing her long hair again.

She stood up lightly and jumped off the bench, waved goodbye, turned and left.

But when he finally turned around, he glanced meaningfully at the two figures hiding behind the grass in the distance.

I don’t know if it’s curiosity or pleasure.

Dual SIM card dual standby is so hard...