The sacred right side of a certain comic

All partings in the world are for the joy of reunion after a long separation -

In the teaching building of the Botanical Department of the Clock Tower, the poppy raised her head and looked at the man standing in the hall. She opened her eyes in disbelief. She opened her pink lips, shook her head slightly, took a wrong step back with her slender legs, and the mist of mist stained her clear and cold eyes.

The fairy covered her mouth with her hands, fearing that she could not help crying out of joy. She widened her beautiful eyes and looked ahead through the tears. She did not dare to blink for fear that she would die. In the blink of an eye, you will realize that everything you see now is an illusion, and the sounds you hear are just auditory hallucinations.

At this moment, there was nothing else in Poppy's vision. The magicians wandering around seemed to have turned into shadows. Even the sound of the heavy book in her hand falling to the ground did not bring her consciousness back.

She just covered her lips and sobbed, uncontrollably letting the pearly tears slide down her fair and flawless face, falling drop by drop to the floor at her feet.

Poppy had been prepared, telling herself that even if one day she really met the man who would never be able to erase his traces in her heart, she would not cry, but would greet him with the most beautiful smile and tell him softly that she How happy, how happy.

But when this encounter came so suddenly, when this joyful touch came so unexpectedly, Poppy discovered that all the scenes she had imagined when she met him had become useless.

She couldn't do it. She couldn't control her tears at all. Even if she was a born elf, she couldn't control her body now.

She hates humans because they are greedy and arrogant, but she secretly likes humans because the emotions that are filling her heart are exactly what humans have taught her, and this joy that is ready to come out is precisely because Only with the presence of humans can she learn.

This is what poppies like most about human beings, those overly stubborn, persistent, inciting, and uncontrollable feelings.

Two thousand years of waiting, two thousand years of expectations. During these two thousand years, she had complained, resented, been angry, and had been helpless... But when she met her king again two thousand years later, However, Poppy felt that her two thousand years of silent waiting and searching were worth it. This miserable life and world had not abandoned her.

All partings are for the joy of meeting again after a long absence. At this moment, Poppy really tasted the honey-like joy that made her heart tremble and she couldn't control it.

The fairy knelt down and covered her face with her hands. Her delicate body trembled slightly. Tears dyed her white face red. She wanted to say something but couldn't. She wanted to control her body but couldn't. , could only choke with a hoarse voice, and turned into a cute little tabby cat.

The moment Roy saw the poppy, he used a spell to separate himself from the poppy in the phases represented by different stars. He did not want his joy of reuniting with his wife to be disturbed by others, nor did he want The poppy's cry of joy was seen by others.

The magicians of the plant family come and go all around, but in this phase where there are only two people, all the people and things in the outside world have become phantoms, and only he and she are the only reality.

Roy's nose twitched and his heart became soft. However, Roy did not collapse to the ground and cry uncontrollably like Poppy. He had already been prepared to meet her and just brought the surprise to her. she.

Just like this, he slowly walked over and came to the poppy's side. He slowly knelt down and stretched out a hand, caressing the fairy's delicate, snow-white, elegant and refined jade face, and used his thumb to gently caress her. Wiping the tears on it

"Even if the beauty is crying like this, it's like pear blossoms and rain. I feel pity for her.……"

Roy said softly, his tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and his eyes were full of love and joy, as well as a hint of guilt for Yu Ji.

"Is he really...the king? Concubine... Is this concubine dreaming?"

Yu Ji carefully raised her face, which was as delicate as a flower after the rain, and said in a calm voice, as if she was afraid that everything she encountered now was just an illusion, just a dream that made her sick due to longing.

"What nonsense is the beauty talking about? As an elf, how could you dream?……"

Roy's fingers gently lifted her pretty chin, and the two looked at each other again. Then his hand fell on her hair, and while fidgeting with it, a touch of silver hair was revealed in the pure black.

"Even if your eyes are deceiving you, your ears are deceiving you, and everything about you is deceiving you, it will never deceive you, because this is a ceremony that only belongs to the two of us. A wedding contract."

Under such a distance, even the restraint cannot stop the 'fate' between Roy and Poppy. When the two meet again after two thousand years, this 'destiny' can no longer be separated. No matter how far apart they are, their hearts can feel the presence of the other.

"King……"

Poppy was finally convinced that the person in front of her was the sweetheart she had longed for, the husband she had been looking for for two thousand years. She rushed over directly, threw herself into Roy's arms, hugged him tightly, and smelled His smell and tears couldn't help but wash down again, soaking Roy's clothes.

Roy just patted her beautiful back, feeling the trembling of the delicate body crying in his arms without saying a word.

No matter what I say at this time, I can't express my feelings. The only silence is the reunion and joy of goodbye.

After a long time, Poppy's delicate body, which was too excited to control, finally calmed down. She gently pushed Roy to calm herself down, reluctantly stood up from the ground, and gave him a soft and graceful smile..

It's just that although that smile is sweet, there is still a trace of heart-wrenching sadness.

"Let the king see my concubine like this, don't dislike it... I obviously should smile, and let the king see her most beautiful side when they meet again, but she really can't control herself, so she can only Crying made the king feel bad."

The poppy's slender white fingers rubbed her red eyes, sobbing and trying to smile.

"My beloved wife is the most beautiful even when she is crying. How could I dislike you?……"

Roy said softly. When he stood in front of the poppy, he felt that she seemed a little shorter than before. This made Roy start to wonder if he could not even remember the appearance of his beloved woman after such a long time. Bar?

However, I feel relieved when I think that the poppy, as an elf, can reshape her figure. In the past, the poppy was tall, but now that she is pretending to be a literary girl, of course it is more suitable to make herself petite.

"The king always says this to his concubine, which makes her feel happy……"

The poppy's smile is like the bloom of the poppy flower named after her, so delicate and beautiful,"……I have only cried twice since I was born, once when the king left me, and once when I met the king again. My tears will only be shed for the king.……"

Listening to Poppy's lingering words of love that he suppressed his shyness, Roy couldn't help but hold her cold hand and return the lost parts to their original places. After not seeing each other for two thousand years, he had many things to say to her, here. The environment is slightly inappropriate.

Roy ignored the surprised looks of the magicians walking around. He smiled and said to the poppy:"……Miss Mustard, could you please give me a favor and accompany me for a walk along the Thames River?"

"Um."

The poppy lowered her head and responded softly.