Asylum of the Gods.

Knock knock knock.

There was a crisp knock on the door. Braki, who was about to undress and go to sleep, was slightly startled. He walked forward and opened the door, only to see a familiar figure in a white coat standing in the corridor.

"Dean?" When Braki saw Lin Qiye coming to see him so late, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Lin Qiye hummed and walked into the room.

"I'm here this time to give you something." A light flashed between Lin Qiye's palms, and a red mailbox appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This mailbox is about half the size of a desk. It is of an older design, but the paint on the surface is a bit damaged. From the outside, it looks no different from the common mailboxes from decades ago.

Braki held the mailbox, and the look of confusion on his face became even more intense.

"Dean, this is..."

"This is a treasure borrowed from a friend. The letter stuffed into this mailbox can ignore space and be delivered directly to the person you care about most." Lin Qiye said seriously, "And the person who receives the letter just needs to burn the reply letter together with the received letter, and the reply letter will appear in this mailbox."

Braki was stunned, holding the red mailbox and carefully examining it for a long time, and said suspiciously: "Dean, don't be fooled, isn't this just an ordinary mailbox? How can it have the ability to ignore space?"

“Your realm is not high enough, so of course you cannot see through the mystery inside, but its supernatural powers are real.” Lin Qiye said firmly.

"Doesn't that mean that I can just put the letter I wrote into the mailbox and Eden will receive it and write back to me?"

"Of course, but there are some restrictions when using it." Lin Qiye said, "First, its ability can only be used once a day, and only at night can letters be sent and replies received. During this period, the eyes cannot be fixed on it, otherwise the space transmission will be interrupted and the letter will be lost in the turbulence of the void.

Secondly, once you have locked a person as the target of the mail, you cannot change the mailing target within one year, which means that after you send a letter to Eden, it cannot send letters to anyone else except Eden. "

After listening to Lin Qiye's serious words, Braki, who originally did not believe in the ability of this ordinary mailbox, began to waver.

What he said...seems to be true?

And there is no need for him to deceive himself!

Could it be that there is something mysterious about this mailbox?

"Well, can I send the letter now?" Braki asked impatiently.

"Of course." Lin Qiye made a gesture of invitation.

Braki quickly sat down at the table, took out a pen and paper, pondered for a moment, and then began to write quickly on the paper.

"To my everlasting love, Eden:

When you read this letter, it means that this attempt was successful. I finally got in touch with you during this period without you..."

Lin Qiye stood aside, silently watching Braki writing a letter seriously. His figure cast a long shadow in the dim light. The pen in his hand never stopped for a moment, as if he had thousands of words to say. Sometimes he smiled, sometimes he was frustrated, sometimes he was sad...

Time passed minute by minute, and when Braki put down his pen, there were three sheets of densely written paper in front of him.

"There's still something missing." Lin Qiye suddenly spoke.

Braki was stunned, "What's missing?"

"If you don't write down how to reply, how will she know how to reply to you?"

Braki slapped his thigh with an expression of sudden enlightenment, "Yeah, I almost forgot!"

He picked up the pen and wrote down the instructions for replying in detail. Finally, he folded it neatly, took a deep breath, and gently stuffed it into the mailbox.

"Is it okay?" He asked Lin Qiye cautiously.

"Okay." Lin Qiye smiled. "You should have a good sleep. If everything goes well, you will receive Eden's reply in the mailbox tomorrow morning... But you must remember not to look at the mailbox, let alone open it. Do you understand?"

Braki nodded rapidly.

After taking care of everything, Lin Qiye left Braki's room, but he did not leave the hospital. Instead, he came to the foot of the big tree in the yard and sat down, quietly paying attention to the situation in the room.

Just as he expected, Braki walked around the room excitedly for several times, but he couldn't help looking at the mailbox, so he simply covered his eyes with a pillow, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep...

The dim moonlight poured into the room. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly sat up from the bed.

When those eyes opened, there was no longer the excitement from before. He... No, she put on a veil, got out of bed, looked outside through the window, and exchanged glances with Lin Qiye under the tree from afar.

There was gratitude in her eyes.

Although Eden usually lurks in the deepest part of Braki's consciousness, she can still know what is happening in the outside world. Ever since Lin Qiye took out the so-called mailbox that ignores space, she has guessed his intention.

As Brakey said, it was just an ordinary mailbox.

Its real purpose was just to conceal the fact that Eden was right next to him. In this way, the two could communicate to a certain extent, and those seemingly bluffing rules were just Lin Qiye's protective measures to prevent being exposed.

Eden walked to the desk and sat down, opened the mailbox, took out the letter written to her by Braki, and read it carefully.

Although she already knew what was written inside, knowing it and reading it in her hands were completely different. At this moment, she was no longer the ghost living in Braki's body, but Braki's wife whom he missed so much.

"…I am in a very magical and quiet place. I cannot understand the existence of this place, but everything here makes me feel very comfortable. What about you? How are you doing now?"

"...The days here remind me of the good times we spent in the Eternal Garden, but there are no nasty evil gods here, my dearest Eden, if possible, I would like to live here with you forever..."

"...During the time I've lived here, I've written a few poems for you. When we meet, I want to sing them to you in person..."

Looking at those familiar fonts, Eden's eyes became slightly moist.

She had been watching Braki's condition during these days. Although she felt happy about his deep love, she was more worried and distressed about him...

Under the dim light, Eden picked up the pen, tears in her eyes, and began to write back to Bracky.