Chapter 261 Inter-Chapter I Wish You a Sweet Dream

Xicui area, March 3rd, the night Xu Qiansu met Cresselia, the God of Dreams.

In Qunqing Town, in the early morning, at a steamed bun shop named Qishiwu, Feng stood on a small bench, peeking out his small head from behind the counter, looking eagerly at the curtain in front of the door.

The curtain was lifted, and a little cold wind blew.

Feng's eyes lit up, and a warm and lovely smile filled his immature face, and then a middle-aged uncle appeared in his sight.

Her smile froze visible to the naked eye, after all, children are not very good at hiding their emotions.

But then Feng forced a smile on his face and asked, "What kind of steamed buns do you want, Uncle?"

The middle-aged uncle showed a hint of doubt on his face. He is also a frequent visitor to Qishiwu, and he loves the steamed buns here, called Madara... He comes here every morning, so he is familiar with Feng.

He waved his hand casually, "As usual, give me one of each flavor..."

After finishing speaking, he took a look at Feng and thought about it: "Xiaofeng, you... Could it be Lian... Um... Impossible, you are only eight years old."

"Huh? Love what?" Feng tilted his little head. Although everyone in the Pokémon world is precocious, Feng is only an eight-year-old girl, so it is impossible for Feng to understand what "love" is.

"That's all." The middle-aged uncle named Madara obviously knew that what he said was wrong, how could he talk about this with an eight-year-old girl? And it's a woman who wants to talk about it. It seems like a crime for a middle-aged uncle to say this.

Madara chuckled, and said: "A group of guests came to Qunqing Town this morning. I heard that they are the Galaxy team from Heiyao Field. What kind of mission are they here to carry out...they still have Pokémon with them. If Xiaofeng If you are interested, you can go and have a look.”

After finishing speaking, Madara took his steamed bun, paid the money, waved his hand, and turned to leave.

"Galaxy Team?" Feng blinked, but she was not interested in the Galaxy Team, so she put her face on the counter and waited for a while. Well-informed... Do you know Xu Qiansu?

Thinking of this, Feng "clicked" and jumped off the small bench, but the next moment, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old black-haired girl patted her shoulders, opened the curtain with a tired face, and walked into the seven-story building. official house.

Seeing this, Feng had no choice but to climb onto the small bench again, poked his head out from behind the counter, and said in a childish tone: "Welcome to Qishiwu, what kind of steamed buns do you want..."

After speaking, Feng paused, and looked the girl up and down.

"Why, what's the matter?" The girl with waist-length black hair was scrutinized by Feng so much, she couldn't help but blushed slightly, and lowered her eyes to look at herself.

Well, although there is no ups and downs in the chest, but wearing a clean Galactic uniform and having a slender figure... there is nothing embarrassing about it.

"Are you a member of the Galaxy team?" Fenghu asked, although she had never seen the Galaxy team, but Xiaozhao's uniform was too conspicuous.

"Yes..." Maybe it was because of the riot in the Galaxy team two days ago, so Xiaozhao's tone was a bit low, but thinking of the little marsupial, she couldn't help but feel happy, even though during that riot, Xiaozhao didn't know that she What she did was justified, but helping the little marsupial find her trainer must be right.

She raised her chin slightly, and said: "My name is Xiaozhao, and I am currently a member of Team Galaxy's investigation team... Something happened to Team Galaxy recently, and the manpower is very short, so I was sent to set up a camp on the Ultramarine Coast..."

As he said that, Xiao Zhao took a look at Feng and asked, "So what do you need from Team Galaxy? Do you need help?"

"Have you been to many places to carry out missions?"

"Well... not much, but I'm very reliable. If you need help, just ask." Xiaozhao patted her small chest and said loudly.

"Then do you know Xu Qiansu?"

"Xu Qiansu?" Xiaozhao was slightly taken aback, looked Feng up and down, then nodded, "I know."

She thought to herself, not only did I know him, but I also knew that he came from 1,000 years later like me.

Feng's eyes lit up, and he jumped off the small bench again, took the plate, put seven or eight steamed buns on it, stuffed it into Xiaozhao's hands, then raised his small face, and blinked his big black and bright eyes Looking at Xiaozhao without blinking, "Can you tell us about him? We are his good friends, but after he left Qunqing Town, there is no news at all."

Being looked at and begged by an eight-year-old girl like Feng is enough to make anyone let go of their guard and feel pity...Xiao Zhao is no exception.

She laughed and was not polite, took a bite of a steamed bun, and muttered, "I don't know him well, but he has a Pokémon, a little marsupial, which I take care of."

"Hmmmm."

"He reunited with the little marsupial only with the help of this girl~"

"Yeah, thank you!"

"But he was going to Zhuqing Village to become a great hero...but he left without even showing his face."

"Hmm... where did you go?"

"..." Xiaozhao put down the steamed bun, pursed her lips and remained silent for a while, she was optimistic and cheerful, but it didn't mean she was stupid... Feng's reaction already explained a lot of things.

Instead of letting her have unnecessary expectations, it is better to tell her directly...

Xiao Zhao looked down at Feng, and said in a low voice, "I don't know, but his destination is to return to his home after 1,000 years... Now that these days have passed, his wish must have come true."

Feng Xiji's expression slowly calmed down, he pursed his lips, and after a while, he did not give up and asked, "You don't know either... It means that he may not have left, right?"

"Yes." Xiaozhao nodded lightly. She really didn't know Xu Qiansu's current situation, but the riot of the Galaxy team that killed and injured hundreds of people left a deep impression on Xiaozhao. All of that may be what Xu Qiansu did... so powerful One person, will be able to return home smoothly.

So she pointed to the ceiling and said: "I talked to him, the space-time vortex on the top of Tianguan Mountain may have a great connection with him, so the moment the space-time vortex disappears may be when he leaves... ..."

Feng lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Xiao Zhao." A voice called from outside the door.

Xiaozhao put the plate on the counter, looked at Feng, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and directly opened the curtain and left Qishiwu.

After Xiaozhao left, Feng stood there for a while, then stepped on the small bench, showing her small face from behind the counter.

Not long after, another guest opened the curtain and walked in.

Feng smiled and said, "Welcome to Qishiwu, what flavor of steamed buns do you want?"

...

That night.

The silver moon hangs high, and the moonlight is like water.

Feng hugged his knees and sat on the quilt embroidered with six tails, with his eyes downcast and silent.

"Huh?" Liuwei squatted at her feet, looking up at her with his small face.

She said she would visit Xu Qiansu... But she is only an eight-year-old child, what can she do?

Nothing can be done.

Snapped.

She lay on her side on the bed as if she had lost all her strength, staring up at the ceiling...

Like water and moonlight, it spilled from the window, hanging on her curled up petite body.

Feng didn't know when, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

In a trance, she seemed to have a dream...

In Hei's dream, a soft female voice asked her softly, "Do you regret it?"

regret what? Feng didn't understand, but she still said, "I regret it."

She was only eight years old, and she didn't understand what the depression in her heart was, so she had to admit all the negative emotions.

"Do you hate him?"

hatred? Why hate? Feng didn't understand either.

She shook her head slightly.

"Then do you want to see him?"

Feng was startled slightly, looking at the pitch-black dreamland, and nodded heavily.

"Okay... But there is a condition, you can't tell him your real identity, otherwise, the 'dream' will be shattered."

Feng still nodded heavily.

The soft female voice wore a smile of pity and relief, "He will need your help in the future... Go and bring this slate to him..."

"Who are you? Why are you helping him?"

"I am the incarnation of Silver Moon and Sweet Dream...and I help him, not for him, but to fulfill your wish."

"Why do I want to fulfill my wish..."

"Why?" The soft female voice was slightly taken aback, and then she smiled as a matter of course, "Because I am the embodiment of a beautiful dream..."

As soon as the words fell, the cold moonlight poured into Feng's dream.

...

When Feng opened his eyes, looked down, and murmured: "I...became a Pokémon? So beautiful~"

Cresselia stood under the silver moon, enveloping her in the sultry stillness of the night.

But at this moment, Cresselia...is Maple.

This is a wonderful feeling, is this a dream? or reality?

If it's a dream, it's too real... so real that Feng even mastered all the abilities of Cresselia naturally, so real that Feng can even feel the coldness of the night sky, the gentle breeze blowing, and... below The ethereal flute sound.

Feng looked down... the sound of the flute came from a carriage driving on the snow.

Feng squinted his eyes contentedly, and knew for no reason that this song was played by Xu Qiansu.

He hasn't left yet...

Not long after, the sound of the flute ended, and a handsome young man in a white robe opened the curtain, sat on the terrace in front of the frame, fiddled with the white jade flute in his hand, and played a few tunes at will.

Feng looked down at him, and finally couldn't help but said, "It doesn't sound good, why don't you continue playing the tune just now?"

Feng's voice naturally resounded in Xu Qiansu's heart.

"Huh?" He was obviously a bit surprised, but he didn't look around immediately, but raised the flute of Shenhe again and played the tune.

Just this small movement made Feng feel a suffocating tenderness for no reason.

The ethereal sound of the flute caressed over the snow, greeted the night, and finally melted into the cold moonlight, falling into Feng's ears.

Feng stopped talking...

But Xu Qiansu breathed into the flute, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at Feng under the silver moon.

Feng's heart trembled, and then he remembered that he was using Cresselia's body at the moment, and he couldn't let Xu Qiansu know his true identity...

She took a deep breath and flew down.

Xu Qiansu seemed to be in a trance, and did not respond for a long time.

Feng flew up to Xu Qiansu and looked into his eyes... Xu Qiansu's hair color and eyes were the same as Feng's, they were all black hair and black pupils.

This fact was enough to make her happy for a while.

"Your eyes are so pretty." Feng said with a giggle.

Hearing this, Xu Qiansu looked at herself suspiciously, that kind of eyes seemed to pass through her figure and meet Feng himself.

Feng felt that it was impossible for Xu Qiansu to discover his true identity, but he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She hoped that Xu Qiansu would discover her true identity, but she also didn't want...

She quickly changed the topic, "Can you blow it again?"

Hearing this, Xu Qiansu didn't say much, he slowly raised the flute of Shenhe and played it.

Feng's eyebrows were slightly bent, she floated down in the air, and sat down beside Xu Qiansu... In such a posture, she seemed to be snuggling beside Xu Qiansu.

At the end of the song, Feng couldn't help boasting, "It's really nice, just like the moon?"

Xu Qiansu tilted his head and looked mildly, "Huh?"

Even now, he didn't get to the bottom of it, and kept asking.

"The sky and the earth are shrouded in the quiet night, you are driving a light boat, floating alone in the lake, the surroundings are quiet, there is no noise, the moon like a silver plate reflects the hazy moon shadow in the lake... You don't look at the sky, you don't look at the water, Just rowing the light boat silently, watching the moon shadow on the edge of the window from the corner of my eye... how does it sound?"

So, like looking at Moon Shadow... just look at me more.

Xu Qiansu turned her head to look at her, but smiled lightly, "It sounds great, and reminds me of a noble girl who bravely embarked on a journey."

Who is the noble girl?

Feng was a little dissatisfied, but just chatting with Xu Qiansu like this already made her feel satisfied.

"That's how nice it sounds." Feng and Xu Qiansu laughed together.

Xu Qiansu stopped looking at her, and asked softly, "Are you here for the flute of God?"

The flute of the gods? what? Oh... that flute.

Feng looked straight at Xu Qiansu, and said softly, "No, I'm here for you."

The sound is not loud, but very clear.

This answer was obviously beyond the scope of Xu Qiansu's imagination. He turned his head and looked at himself.

What kind of look is that?

Feng suddenly thought of the way Xu Qiansu looked at him when he left Qunqing Town... Such a look made Feng want to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, and felt an inexplicable sense of grievance in his heart. .

"Can you let me go back to modern times?" Xu Qiansu and Feng looked at each other for a while, then looked away, and asked in a low voice.

"I'm the Pokémon in charge of beautiful dreams... I don't have any abilities related to time and space."

"For this kind of thing, you should go to rabbi..."

"But I guess you won't be able to find it either. The Shirabbi group is more playful and often travels through time and space. It's hard to find traces."

In order to cover up the inexplicable emotions in his heart, Feng said a lot of words in a series.

This knowledge was already known by Cresselia, and being so possessed, Feng also understood it by the way.

"However, although I can't let you go a thousand years later, I can let you stay in Xicui."

These words also came from Cresselia's mouth, but... also came from Feng's mouth.

Feng... wants Xu Qiansu to stay like this and never leave...

"Xicui Land is vast and abundant, and the miracles still exist. It is indeed a very charming area, but I have a reason to return to modern times. There are people waiting for me there." Hearing this, Xu Qiansu pursed her lips and remained silent for a while. He raised his hand to tie the flute of Shenhe around his waist, and said in a low voice.

what about me?

Feng didn't ask these three words.

"I know, you can't stay in Xicui for a long time, whether you want to or not, it's up to you." She said softly as if comforting herself, "You are a person who lived in the millennium, and came to Xicui because of an accident. Cui... this land is instinctively resisting outsiders like you, so no matter what, you will definitely go back."

If these words were not spoken telepathically...then he must have noticed my crying.

"Thank you for your good words." Xu Qiansu chuckled, and his words were full of inexplicable tenderness, "So I came here, didn't someone do it on purpose, was it just an accident?" Taking out a platinum pendant, he tilted his head and asked.

Feng didn't want to waste too much time on this topic that could make Xu Qiansu leave Xicui, but she still said, "Well, this is it, it is the key to everything."

Cresselia's memory or intuition told Feng that Xu Qiansu would definitely need this pendant in the future.

Feng looked at Xu Qiansu, and wanted to say more, but Keleklia's voice suddenly sounded from his heart.

"The time is up, I can only give you two more minutes at most... With human consciousness, it is difficult to stay in my body for too long."

Feng was silent for a while, looking at the silver moon hanging high in the sky, "The time is coming..."

In the end, she wanted to tell Xu Qiansu her true identity...but no, she agreed to Cresselia.

So she flew into the air, looked back at Xu Qiansu, and said in a low tone: "Can you play the song for me again? Just treat it as a gift for me..."

Ask me more, ask me more... as long as you ask who I am? Why did you come again? I will definitely tell you everything.

Even if you break your promise, even if you are hated by Cresselia... I want you to know that I am the one talking to you.

Xu Qiansu raised his eyes and looked at Feng, but didn't ask any more questions, just silently raised the flute of Shenhe.

The long and sad tune slowly fades into the night with the ethereal timbre.

Feng looked at Xu Qiansu... Yes, he is the kind of person who doesn't talk much.

Until the end, he didn't know his true identity, and until the end, he could only bid farewell in this half way...

At the end of the song, Feng smiled coquettishly, spun around in the air cutely, and asked: "I'm cute?"

At least, I want him to boast about himself, even if what he is boasting about is actually Cresselia.

"Cute, just like the moon." Xu Qiansu pursed her lips, then raised her eyes and smiled lightly.

I used the sentence I just said.

"How cute?" Feng laughed and asked curiously.

"The person I love is paralyzed in bed because of a serious illness, and can only stay at home for the rest of her life. She usually likes to go out to play, so I carry her on my back, leave home, and burn down the house... We traveled through mountains and rivers, we walked across rivers, and along the way I met all kinds of people, Pokémon, and things. I don’t know how long I traveled. She was dying. Then, we arrived at a beach and looked up. A huge full moon was reflected in the sea. She looked up. Looking at the moon in the sky while I'm looking at her... how does that sound?"

Feng was slightly taken aback, then smiled, smiling happily, tenderly and cutely, "It's awesome."

"You're just so cute." Xu Qiansu laughed with her.

The moonlight is falling, and the evening wind is blowing.

Feng looked at Xu Qiansu, the time had finally come.

"Thank you, Xu Qiansu... I wish you a good dream." Feng is just an ordinary little girl who can do nothing, and can do nothing for Xu Qiansu... I can only hope and wish so much.

Thank you, Xu Qiansu.

Thank you for always smiling so gently, thank you for chatting with me for so long, thank you...

Reluctantly, she looked back and flew upwards.

"I wish you a sweet dream... Feng." A soft murmur slowly entered Feng's ears from below.

Feng was stunned, and all the suppressed emotions in his heart rushed out along with these words.

She looked back abruptly...but there was only darkness left in her sight.

Qunqing Town.

Feng curled up, crystal tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, dripping on the pillow...

She was just an eight-year-old child, she couldn't possibly understand where the emotions in her heart came from... But at least, her tears really proved it.

Everything just now is not false.

She thanked Xu Qiansu for bringing him happiness, and did not give up on Qiansu's upcoming parting, but she did do what Xu Qiansu told her at the beginning.

Life is a train to the grave. There will be many stops on the way. It is difficult for someone to accompany you from beginning to end. When the person who accompany you wants to get off the train, you should be grateful even if you don’t want to let go, and then wave goodbye...

Cresselia stood beside her, looking at her sleeping face, then bent down and covered her with a quilt, and immediately melted into the moonlight and disappeared.

Only the moonlight reflected by the crystal teardrops told her that she had been here.

I wish you a sweet dream, Feng.

Xu Qiansu has never forgotten you in his life.

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