"It's time for you to go out for a walk." Vimiya shook her head.

"I barely see you go out more than a few times a month, and your skin is as white as porcelain."

"Why should I go out? I can see everything outside at home. The development of technology has already made this possible." The woman sitting on the bed wanted to pull the curtains again.

"Yes, you can, but the experience gained through virtual instruments is still quite different from reality." The blue-haired singer shook her finger.

"Besides, it's time for you to get back to work. Luo Lan is the one who's mostly busy with the orchard."

"That's because she likes it. I prefer staying at home." Seeing that he couldn't close the curtains, Brainard moved on the bed, trying his best to avoid the sunlight.

"I'll just stay home and write my novel. The bed is great, she won't scold me, the house is comfortable, and there's delicious food made by Loran."

"I really can't do anything about you." Weimiya covered her forehead lightly and looked at the youngest sister. Although she looked like 18-19 years old, she was the most stubborn among them.

It's just like a stone.

"You were cursing me in your heart just now, right?" Brainard suddenly looked up.

"Uh, no, I just wanted to complain." Now it was Vimiya's turn to explain.

"Hmph, I can hear it. After all, I'm one of the Originals, so I can clearly understand each other's emotions."

"If it was Luo Lan, it definitely wouldn't be like this..." Before she could finish, Weimiya leaned down and put her forehead against the black-haired girl.

"No, it's nothing. Tell me."

Looking at the 'smiling' sister, Brainard shrank his head and said that he had no objection.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." Then Vimiya loosened her grip on Brunnard's shoulders and sat down beside her.

"I'm still a little worried about you. Although you're smart and rational, I still feel like you're lacking some practice."

"I've only been awake for less than a hundred years. I can't compare with my sisters." Brunard turned his head away.

"Yes, I know. So, if you have time, why don't you try to study in a prosperous galaxy? Start from the campus first, and then slowly get in touch with this world." Wei Miya's voice was as soft as water, floating in the breeze.

"If the day comes when I'm ready," Brainard answered softly, looking at the green leaves outside the window.

After crossing the long hillside and turning several corners, the boy finally saw the figure in a white dress sitting under the tree.

Even in today's era, snow-white silver hair is still a symbol of rarity and beauty.

The girl didn't look up, but her slender figure made the boy feel restrained. He seemed to want to perform better, so his pace gradually slowed down, and he even began to pay attention to whether his walking posture was nice and where to put his hands.

"Excuse me, are you the arborist of this orchard?"

As he spoke, a breeze blew across the grass, and the girl under the tree looked up. A colorful picture book was placed on her knees, and her fingers gently lifted the messy hair beside her ear.

"Yes, it's me."

At this moment, the boy felt that everything in front of him was so dreamy and beautiful. He wanted to use all his strength to remember this moment, and even began to regret why he didn't learn some memory-related skills.

Light blue and clear eyes, silver and soft hair, slender fingers, like the graceful shoulders and neck of a swan, feet exposed between the snow-white dress, light pink and round nails, soft and quiet expression, just like an angel descended to the world.

"I, I, was asked by Uncle Ono to help pick the fruits." His originally fluent tongue seemed to be knotted, making the boy feel extremely ashamed.

"Your name is Ernst, right? I received the message this morning."

"Yeah, yeah, my name is Ernst, and I live on Hongli Street..." The young man nodded vigorously, and then reported a series of information.

Seeing his nervous look, the silver-haired girl under the tree couldn't help but smile, which made the other party stand there for a long time.

"The fruit is being packed. We'll have to wait a while for the autonomous machines to finish." The girl informed of the current situation.

"Okay, okay." The boy answered quickly, and then his mind was spinning rapidly, racking his brain to find a topic to talk about, until he saw the picture book in the girl's hand.

"Is this a picture book that tells stories? It seems very ancient... simple." He tried hard to swallow the word ancient.

"Well, yes, it was called a picture book in the past." The girl under the tree picked it up and showed it to the boy.

The slightly childish colors depict each character and tell fairy tales of the past.

"Have you ever seen a story like this before?"

"No." Ernst lowered his head in disappointment.

"It's okay. There's still time. I can tell you."

The silver-haired girl opened the first page of the picture book. On it was a lush and deep forest, with a tiny figure moving forward in it.

"First of all, it is a story about a young boy's arduous journey in the mountains. He was covered with wounds, hungry and desperate..." In these moving words, Ernst seemed to fall into a vivid world, and the story in the picture book seemed to be happening in real time before his eyes, until the beautiful starlight fell in the night sky.

"Next, the story of a beloved young lady with long hair as white as gold, surrounded by everyone, until one day, her family fell into poverty..."

"The protagonist of this story is an ordinary yet lovely girl, the youngest in the family, with caramel-colored hair. Under a summer apple tree, she met her destined prince..."

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