She Is Not a Witch Chapter 287: Lorraine Hill’s Diary

After lunch, Lorraine Hill returned to the residence. She was the only one in the room. Xia Li was still shopping outside, and she probably wouldn't be back until evening.

Feeling that he has heard too much information from the past this day, Lorraine Hill is also a little tired, rubbing his forehead slightly, and preparing to lean on the bed for a nap.

She sat on the edge of the bed, took off her gray boots, a relaxed and breathable comfort came from the soles of her feet, and the white socks wrapped her feet. After a little thought, Lorraine Hill carefully put the socks on Also take it off and put it back in the storage space.

Will there be a smell if it is placed randomly? The girl suddenly thought of this question. When she was in college, she was most afraid of her roommate throwing socks everywhere. The smell is really disgusting and nostalgic.

Shaking her head, Lorraine Hill didn't want to think about too complicated things. She had heard too many long-term things today, and too much information made her a little tired.

It was clearly still in the afternoon, and Lorraine Hill walked a few steps in the room wearing slippers, closed the door, heated up the milk, sat by the orange fire, sipped it, and felt the warm liquid Warm comfort in the body.

In this way, she looked at the burning fire, her eyelids began to half-closed, and finally stood up slowly, lay down on the bed, leaned against the quilt and pillows and fell asleep.

In this way, the fire in the room burned quietly, and then gradually became dim, and the winter snow town outside the window gradually returned to tranquility.

When the wall clock in the room passed the three o'clock scale, the girl woke up slowly,

Phew, I feel refreshed.

Lorraine Hill sat up from the bed, and only at this time did he wake up again with the puppet placed aside in his arms.

"Is Yixue there?" The girl looked at the quiet doll.

"Yes." The puppet opened its clear eyes made of crystal, and looked at Lorraine Hill in front of him.

"Yixue should have heard about the day's events."

"Yeah."

"It feels a bit complicated. I didn't expect there to be such a big difference between witches." Lorraine Hill and Yi Xue talked about their feelings.

Although she is also a witch, this girl seems to have never adapted to this identity. Perhaps it is because she has past memories and cannot fully define herself as a witch beyond ordinary people.

"The relationship between witch factions is actually the continuation of the relationship between witches." Yi Xue raised her arms slightly, and simply said her thoughts.

"In my time, the Mercury Dynasty was a huge aggregate. It was said to be a dynasty. In fact, there were many relatively independent groups inside, which also prevented us from eradicating it in one fell swoop."

Yixue talked about her past experience of fighting against the Mercury Dynasty.

"Like a hydra, it's hard to kill it at once, but the necromancers use battle to support the battle, quickly absorb the remaining teams of other friendly forces, and then regroup."

"So I'm not surprised to hear you tell me after waking up that the Mercury Dynasty perished due to self-disintegration."

"In fact, the Mercury Dynasty did not explore a stable ruling framework to reconcile various internal problems and rule a huge country and people, but in the past, many problems were suppressed because of wars Come down."

"It seems normal to me that witches, or witches can't agree on their ideas. Even the three races of elves had a competitive relationship between light and dark in the first era." Yixue said From time to time, he jumped up lightly, and then sat on the desk in the room, his legs swaying slightly under the skirt, and occasionally the exposed spherical joints could be seen.

"I don't really recommend Lorraine to go deep into the disputes between witches, it will be very tiring, and you are too soft-tempered, and you will probably take a lot of things on yourself." Yixue's wide sleeves Cover your fingers, put them on both sides of your body, turn your face slightly sideways, and look out of the window beside you.

Looking at this friend suggesting this to him, Lorraine Hill was slightly taken aback, and then smiled.

"Is Yixue worried about me?"

"No, I just feel that you are very busy now, and you haven't talked to me for a long time."

"Well, it's my fault, I left Yixue in the cold." As he spoke, Lorraine Hill picked up the puppet in front of him, and then embraced it again, feeling the slightly cold body, and gently touched the puppet with his fingers. He stroked the doll's silver hair.

Indeed, I have been involved in too many things now, the preparations before the chaos and disaster, the inheritance of the God Winged Sun, the inheritance of the Deep Sea Union, many things in the empire, and the internal unity of the Emerald Forest, there are already too many things. There is too much pressure on my heart, and I guess I have become busy and indifferent at ordinary times, which makes many people around me feel left out.

It is no longer suitable to understand everything in depth.

For this reason, Lorraine Hill sighed slightly.

Although I am a little curious about the past of the oak witch, I really don't have any extra energy now.

Well, it will be like when playing a game, the main line is already very urgent, and there is no time to deal with the branch lines.

It took several seconds for Yi Xue to break free from Lorraine Hill's arms. Unfortunately, the puppet's body couldn't reflect whether the ghost was shy or embarrassed, and Yi Xue became the same as usual, cold cold look.

Obviously it was not like this at the beginning. When Lorraine Hill first met Yixue, she was still very gentle and would talk a lot about her thoughts. Now she feels closer and closer to certain princesses, a little proud And I can't bear to lose face.

Having another small conversation with Yi Xue, Lorraine Hill re-ignited the fire in the fireplace at this time, and it started to burn.

Not yet hungry, Lorraine Hill sat by the warm fire, took out a book that was usually used to write a diary, thought about it for a while, and then slowly wrote down some things he saw and heard today.

She usually encounters many things, but not all of them can be dealt with in time. Occasionally, she is afraid that she will forget, so she will write down some things~IndoMTL.com~The slender and hard pen tip flows out fine black ink, Then write down clear handwriting on the pale yellow paper, and a faint scent of ink also overflows.

The long skirt was a little hot from the fire, and the table under the wrist was also a little warm. An exquisite doll sat quietly on the wooden chair opposite the table, and a light snow fell outside the window.

The fire was burning slowly, and the crimson light was reflected on Lorraine Hill's side face. She recorded what she had seen and heard recently in a serious and quiet manner, and a kind of lightness flowed in her heart.

It's like slowly unloading many things on your back and putting them in books and diaries, so that you can travel lightly and no longer feel anxious all the time.

Slowly, a page was turned over, and Lorraine Hill outlined the image of Miss Heron she saw on the light yellow page. It was a slightly cartoonish appearance, wearing a black robe, and leading a horse walk down the street.

Although she can't know everything, every moment in the past, she will keep this feeling and curiosity, waiting for the future to slowly recall, or embark on a journey again to explore some truths in history.