Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

After the heavy snowfall, Yokohama, the port city, started working again.Zhongyuan Zhong also found a new place to live recently. The maid who couldn’t hold back the expressionless face had already prepared everything for him. There was really no way for Zhongyuan Zhong to refuse the other party. He lived in the house where Mr. Fumeng lived. After all, there are many rooms, not one more than him. Of course, most of the time, he stays directly at □□. After all, he has a lot of work to do. He came to Mr. Fumeng's side just to relax.

The real world will never be like that in novels or stories.

Chuya Nakahara finished his day. He kneaded his stiff neck, "Chuya." He stopped and looked forward, "Ms. Momiji." A woman in a kimono, a cadre named Koyo Ozaki, One of the women he respects the most.Koye Ozaki nodded to him, "Chuya, are you off work?" She smiled, like a cherry blossom stained with blood in the dark.

"Sister Hongye, are you going to find the leader?" Nakahara Zhongya nodded, Hongye covered the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, "Exactly. Be careful on the road, Zhongya." The orange-haired youth nodded, and he looked at the The graceful figure of the other party gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his mobile phone and sighed, sleeping for the past few days, even his dreams are full of fiery red.

Chu also refused to think about everything that day, which always made him want to go back to a place to solve his physical problems.Although he has powerful and terrifying supernatural powers, in essence, he is just an ordinary human being!His stomach is very fragile!Probably aware of this, the maid with mercury-colored hair and eyes of the same color has been cooking light food for the past two days in order to express her guilt and apology, which greatly relieved Zhongye's broken heart.

He drove back to the place where he currently lives.The expressionless face of the mercury-haired maid standing by the door, although it wouldn't make Nakahara Nakaya back away, still made his heart skip a beat. "You're back, Chuya-sama." Crexby nodded to him. "Ah, I'm back, Claire. You don't need to wait for me here." Nakahara Nakaya is still not used to the other party's behavior of waiting by the door, but no matter how many times he said, the silver-haired maid would won't change your behavior.

"Master Chuya, please don't worry. This time will not affect my plan." Just like her whole person, Claire will list all the things she has to do in a day, Then complete it in sequence, and, due to the characteristics of the Mercury Serpent, she doesn't have to worry about her plan being disrupted at all.This is probably the most anticipated thing for every obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.

Nakahara followed behind Claire, and suddenly found that the trees in the courtyard were blooming with white flowers.He stood still and looked at the flowering tree, "Magnolia?" He looked at the sky to make sure it was still winter, not the time for magnolia to bloom.Crexby looked at the tree and said in a steady voice, "It's a magnolia. One of Mr.'s favorite flowers."

Zhongyuan Zhong also never knew what his husband liked to eat, what kind of flowers he liked, and what he hated.Their relationship was like a close senior and junior, but in a certain aspect, he knew nothing about men.Even if the other party has been drinking tea, it does not mean that Mr. Fumeng likes tea. "A very beautiful flower." Zhongyuan Zhong, who is quite short of words, can only describe the magnolia flower that blooms in winter and is set off by snow.

Crexby looked away and continued walking.

The orange-haired black-hand-party cadre glanced over the magnolia tree with his sky blue eyes, and suddenly remembered that he spent more time in the office because of his busy schedule these two days. He was dealing with official documents in the office. At this time, the mercury-haired maid would always appear by his side without anyone noticing. It is light, delicious and healthy food.

Whether it's Mr. or Claire, even the young man with light blond hair, Mr. Yakuro, has a very unusual temperament, just like that magnolia, blooming quietly, forming a world of its own.Such a unique temperament is particularly different from the people in this world.

"Ah, Mr. Chuya." The man with wine-red hair came out of the study room. There are many rooms in this mansion full of books. Whenever he has no inspiration for writing novels, he would go to these rooms , looking through those books quietly, from astronomy, geography, history, to physical chemistry, medicine, novels, stories, picture albums, all kinds of books, compared with the libraries in the mouths of ordinary people, they are definitely not bad go.There are even books from other worlds in it.

He could see the fish swimming in the pages of the book, and the moment he opened the book, countless ribbons and petals scattered all over his body, and the characters in the book smiled at him.Such a strange and incomparable experience broadened Odasaku's horizons, "Thank you, Mr. Nakaya." He respected the port mafia, Nakaya Nakaya 12 points due to his well-known gravity.

Nakahara Nakaya nodded at him, "I remember you were still working for your husband, right?" Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "Although I didn't find the right person, but the other party came to me directly." He slowed down , and then said: "Let me bring back some things." There was a little distress in the pair of gray-blue eyes, and then said in a very strange voice: "Return... Soul Fragrance?" I think this thing is very casual regardless of the attitude of the other party and the husband, but it is actually very precious, maybe.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who didn't know much about these things, also scratched his head, "Returning Soul Fragrance, I think I've heard it somewhere." He fell into deep thought. In a dream, his teacher, who was a teacher, told him many things that are common to ordinary people. The strange thing in his eyes was just because the other party just mentioned it casually and didn't remember it.

Crexbe looked at the two people who were lost in thought, and blinked the pair of inorganic mercury pupils, "That, with all due respect, is a kind of spice from the Tang Dynasty." Nakahara Chuya and Oda Sakunosuke finished thinking, "So that's how it is." The man with burgundy hair sighed, "This name is really special. It turned out to be a spice." Nakahara also had an intuition that something was wrong. After all, words like souls probably refer to The soul, and things like the soul, for human beings, although they are invisible and intangible, and even do not know whether it exists, but no one can deny its role.

The man who has always been very natural nodded, "I see, ah, yes, Claire, I want to ask, this." He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, opened it, and unfolded the note , so that both Creeksby and Zhong Yuanzhong could see the words on the paper without hindrance.

The handwriting is very recognizable, loose and hidden sharp handwriting, no one except Mr. has such a unique style.Handwriting is one of the most unique signs of a person.Especially, for literati writers, this is one of their business cards.

Mercury eyes moved, as if a camera was working, Crexbe turned her head sideways, "Master Chuya, can you go back to your room by yourself?" The orange-haired youth nodded, "It's okay." He said It's not that he's crazy, it's better to say that he has a pretty good memory.The mercury-haired maid nodded slightly, "I see, then I'll take Oda-sama to the strange place."

Although he was very concerned about what the other party was talking about, Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to go back to the room to change his clothes. He nodded at the two of them, turned and left.

The burgundy-haired man followed Clay, "Different, what is it?" He looked at the piece of paper written by his husband, and the title of the book on it seemed nothing special from ordinary novels.The mercury-haired maid explained: "Yijian is used to store those mutated books. Most of them come from that place." She was silent for a while, "From the world of Mr.." Not the first one. That, the ordinary world.It is another beautiful and weird world that makes floating dreams become floating dreams.Those books have accompanied the other party through countless years, and they are stained with the breath of that world.

"Master Oda."

The corridor casts a shadow, enveloping the two of them, and the quicksilver hair is covered with a gray color. Claire led the man through a straight corridor, she turned a corner, and finally came to a big door. in front of the door.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the door in front of him. It was different from the style of the mansion. This door was made of various colored crystals and metal, full of exotic styles. "Is this the other room?" Crexbel nodded lightly, "Mr. Oda, besides this piece of paper, did you give me anything else?" A rope was pulled out, and below it was a ring-like thing.When Clay saw that thing, she nodded, "Please don't take it off, if you need it, please hold it and express your needs in your heart. No matter what happens, don't be surprised."

What the other party said made Oda Sakunosuke nodded solemnly. Although he always had no expression, the seat with a serious and serious expression on his dull face could hardly be noticed at all.The mercury-haired maid said expressionlessly: "Please relax, don't be so nervous." Odasaku couldn't laugh or cry, and for a moment, he didn't know how to evaluate the other party's behavior.He adjusted it hard, and then saw the other party take out a silver-white key, which was inlaid with gemstones, forming a strange pattern.

"Click-"

The lock was opened.

Claire put away the keys and looked at the man with wine-red hair, "Master Oda, just push the door and go forward." There was a wave of fluctuation on that always cold face, and she lowered her eyes, " If possible, I would like to ask you something."

Oda was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

Crexby smiled, "In a room on the top floor of the library, there is a small astronomical ball. If you can, please bring it to me." The wine-red haired man blinked. He lowered his eyes, "I see, I will bring it to you." He said very solemnly, as if making a promise.The mercury-haired maid continued: "This one will take you to the library, but in which room and where it is placed, you need to find it yourself."

"That astronomical sphere."

Putting his hand on the door, the man who would push the door open in the next moment suddenly made a sound.

The gray-blue eyes are like Lake Baikal in winter, beautiful and clean.

"Are there any characteristics of that astronomical sphere?"

The Mercury Snake thought for a while, "QA. This is engraved on that astronomical sphere."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "Okay, I see."

[QA, Quecksilber·Astronomie. The former means mercury, and the latter means astronomy, which is the origin of her name. 】