"Yeah." She lowered her head slightly and responded in a mosquito-like voice, then raised her head slightly and secretly glanced at the profile of the girl next to her.
The afternoon sun outside was fierce, while the room was quiet. Some tiny particles floated in the scattered sunlight. The face of the human girl was so gentle, and the fine hair on the side of her ear appeared transparent and hazy against the distant sunlight, reflecting a sparkling light, making people feel as if immersed in a gentle dream.
"Thank you." She said softly, then looked at Sabrina in the distance, as if she was afraid of being discovered by her aunt.
"My name is Tiffany." Although her eyes were looking at the various flower umbrellas hanging on the shelves in front of her, the elf girl quietly introduced her name.
"My name is Jialan, and I come from the human world outside." Loran Hill also answered quietly, and his voice could not be heard more than three meters around.
The two of them chatted in low voices while choosing umbrellas, and at a distance from them, Westena and Sabrina continued to argue about various things, ranging from their views on other people in the outside world to the judgment of social values, from the pros and cons of elves and humans to what kind of life is happy. The topics of their conversation became more and more extensive, and seemed to be getting more and more intense.
Charlie tried to stop it but to no avail. After some effort, she finally lay down, sat on a small stool in the store and talked with the proprietress, no longer paying attention to the confrontation between the two big men.
"Huh, I always feel that my teacher is a restless person. Fortunately, there are not many outsiders here. If such a scene is exposed, the image of the Elf Sage will be ruined." Lying on the counter, Charlie complained.
"Haha, actually, this isn't so bad. Seeing such a meticulous and focused sage, as a member of the elf clan, I feel inexplicably at ease."
"Actually, people don't dislike people who work seriously. What's more annoying is those who try to be wishy-washy and give vague answers." The proprietress shook her folding fan and spoke words rich in life experience.
Half an hour later, the two girls finally came to the counter.
"Have you made your choice?" Xia Li asked curiously, looking at the two people in front of her who were of similar height.
"Yes." Loran Hill and Tiffany stood together and answered together, as if they had a budding tacit understanding, and then put the similar umbrellas on the counter.
One is a golden wind and blue chrysanthemum, the other is a blue flower and gold thread. The two are like a pair, with an inexplicable harmony and similarity.
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