Star Iron, but the amount of animation

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"What's the point of bargaining with me?"

"Then ask about the basket."

"Just a few questions."

As usual, we bickered to kill time while searching for the way, and today ended like this.

The next day, when An Jing got up, it was already three in the afternoon. Jing Yuan had a lot of fun the night before, and they went to bed only when the sun came out.

However, as a general, Jingyuan had to get up early to go to work, so the boy could sleep as late as he wanted.

There is still some serious work to do today.

I have to go out and do some shopping.

Toys are still free...

An Jing still has a little understanding of his own taste.

It’s not that bad, but whether it’s Dan Feng before reincarnation or Dan Heng now, there is no doubt that their aesthetic tastes are more traditional female types, which is really nothing like him.

The boy thought that the girl would not be interested in belts, mecha cards, or clay figures.

Let’s pick out some books first.

An Jing didn't really care about what he chose. After all, he didn't read much himself, and if it was just books, there was no need to go out and buy them.

Go to Jingyuan’s room and pick it from the bookshelf.

Anything that Jing Yuan can put on his private bookshelf should be of good quality.

Borrow flowers to offer to Buddha~

Time passed quickly, and seven days passed.

This time Jing Yuan didn't need to lead the way. The young man, who knew the way, went down to the prison alone, and no one noticed him on the way.

This fate of nothingness is indeed very convenient in terms of concealment.

The stone door creaked, and the people on both sides moved back and opened.

And inside the door, the scene remained unchanged, just like seven days ago. The black-haired girl curled up, sitting alone in the corner.

She seemed to be awakened by the sound of the stone door. She raised her head and looked at the young man with her sleepy eyes. After a pause, her eyes quickly brightened.

An Jing strode forward and threw a large bag of books on the ground in front of the girl.

"Here, these books are all treasures in my collection. They are all excellent works."

The young man spoke without hesitation, even though he had never read any of these books.

Dan Heng's eyes were more focused on the boy than on the books. For some reason, an emotion that he had never felt clearly since he broke out of the cocoon seemed to begin to churn in his heart.

Chiming's memory told her that the emotion seemed to be called joy.

"Thanks......"

But no matter what, saying thank you is necessary.

Dan Heng's body seemed to no longer be tense, and relaxed slightly. She leaned forward slightly and looked at the books.

There are so many types of this...

"Can I touch them?"

She stretched out her hand, but hesitated.

"You don't touch what I brought you, so you're going to let me hold it and let you read it?"

The boy's voice sounded a little surprised, as if he didn't quite understand why she would ask such a question.

Since Dan Heng was born, almost everyone she met denied everything about her. It seemed that whatever she did was wrong and not allowed in their eyes, so before doing anything, the girl would subconsciously want to ask.

"......Feel sorry."

She exhaled nervously, picked up a book gently, and stroked the cover of the book with her fingers, feeling the heavy and beautiful texture unique to the physical cardinal.

"Oh, and hold this."

The young man took out something that looked like a seed from somewhere and handed it to her.

Dan Heng put the book down, took it carefully, and looked at the golden seed with curiosity in his eyes.

"What's this?"

Volume 1: Chapter 213: Too similar.

She held the seed in her hand, and suddenly the girl felt a pain in her fingertips. She frowned subconsciously, but did not throw the seed away.

When she looked closely, she found that the seed had grown a sharp thorn, which pierced her finger, but the bright red blood did not seep out, as if it was absorbed by the seed.

Then, a warmth emanated from the seed again, and the wound on her finger disappeared at some point. The sharp thorn also retracted into the seed, becoming the same shape it was when the boy handed it to her.

Dan Heng was a little confused and didn't know what this seed was doing.

"Okay, now imagine it as something else."

said the boy.

"Another thing?"

The girl didn't quite understand for a moment, but she still tried her best to do as An Jing said.

Other things... She stayed here all the time, and could hardly pick out anything in her memory that she found new and interesting...

Dan Heng glanced down.

......Book?

The thought only flashed through her mind, and when she looked up again, the seed in her hand had disappeared, replaced by a book that was similar in size and style to the one she had seen before, but decorated with small vines and mostly gold in color.

The girl's eyes widened slightly.

Can you open it?

Her other hand reached up, trying to turn the page.

At first there was an unshakable feeling of stagnation, but the next moment it was lifted up smoothly, and the papers were picked up and turned over one by one, but they were all blank.

So magical...

Dan Heng exclaimed.

"Try something else."

The boy spoke again.

Something else?

Dan Heng was stunned for a moment.

What else can it become...

The girl was at a loss for a moment, not knowing whether there were too few or too many choices.

"A hairpin? A pipa? Or a gun? Anything will do. Give it a try."

Following the examples given by the boy, the girl tried to change them one by one. She was successful in all of them and they all fit her very well. They were suitable both in use and in appearance.

Finally, she turned it back into the seed, held it in her palm, and stared at it blankly.

It is not difficult to see that the girl should be very satisfied with this gift.

An Jing laughed and said, "You don't have to sit on the ground anymore. Just turn this thing into a cushion, a chair, or even a bed. It's nice to lie on it comfortably, isn't it?"

"Uh-huh!"

Dan Heng nodded vigorously. The young man clearly saw that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a very clear smile, which made him feel dazed.

..........

.....

"What do you think of this? Does it look good?"

The girl held up the small red bag and squinted her eyes to look at the part of it that was illuminated by the sunlight.

The young man next to her was obviously paying more attention to her than to the treasure bag.

"Oh? You finally laughed?"

Hearing the boy's teasing, the smile that appeared on the girl's face unconsciously disappeared in an instant. She put her face, which was obviously very beautiful when she smiled, into a stern look and glared at him.

"You saw it wrong!"

He laughed, stopped asking questions, and answered her original question.

"It looks nice, do you want it?"

The girl's pretty eyebrows frowned.

"No more."

After she said that, she threw the brocade bag back to its original place and walked away.

I only took a few steps, but I didn't see the person who was supposed to follow me.

Looking back.

The boy picked up the red brocade bag she threw down and handed it to the stall owner.

"Pack it up."

"Well, well, my dear, why don't you buy another one of these? It's a perfect match with this brocade bag, and it's perfect for the two of you! A talented man and a beautiful woman, childhood sweethearts!"

The female stall owner picked up a bag that was exactly the same as the red one, except it was blue in color, and asked with a smile on her face.

"No, it's ok to give it to her, but I think it's too expensive to buy it for myself. If you sell it for half the price, I might be interested."

"Oh my, this business is really not worth doing. You cut it too hard."

The stall owner handed over the packaged red brocade bag, and the young man also handed over a few patrol arrows.

But suddenly a voice sounded beside him.

"Well, I want it, wrap it up."

The girl pointed at the blue brocade bag that had been put down by the stall owner.

In fact, the female stall owner, who looked quite young, suddenly covered her mouth. An inexplicable light burst out of her eyes. Her gaze switched back and forth between the boy and the girl, and there was a kind of happiness on her face.

The look in her eyes made the girl's face turn red for some reason, but she did not take back her words. She just stood there pretending to be calm and waited.

As if she was afraid that she would go back on her word, the female stall owner quickly wrapped up the blue brocade bag and handed it to the girl.

After saying goodbye to the stall owner, the two walked side by side and continued walking in the busy city.

No one spoke first.

The boy watched with great interest the girl who would occasionally glance over to him at the package in his hand and then move her eyes away, and he found her hesitant look very interesting.

Finally, after walking through many streets until there were fewer people around, a muffled voice finally sounded from the side.

"......Give me."

"What for you?"

"..."

The girl kicked him but missed.

"Oh~"

The young man suddenly realized: "Are you talking about the red sachet?"

She said nothing.

"But what do I give you?"

"You said...you said you bought it for me..."

"Hey, I don't remember that. Besides, don't you already have one? Why are you so greedy?"

"You! If you don't want to give it to me, forget it!"