"... this is the paper crane I folded at that time?"
Dana is stunned. She clearly remembers that she successfully cast the hand of the first magician and folded a paper crane with this spell.
But when she showed it to her parents, she suffered a serious blow. Her father turned a blind eye to it, while her mother made a mockery. Afterwards, Dana tore the crane to pieces and threw it into the garbage can.
But why is it here?
"Ten years ago, close to your birthday, my brother once asked me how to repair the fragments. As a medium level mage, he didn't understand the manual work at all. Now it seems that he should collect the scraps of paper from the garbage can and stick them together carefully."
Chester looked at the paper crane in the glass box and explained softly.
"You don't know how happy my brother is when he sees you successfully cast magic. I wish everyone knew about it. I've never seen such a smile before."
"But why, don't they feel disappointed with me, don't they think I can't be a Mage at all?"
Dana felt her heart beat fast. All the past came to her mind. She suddenly felt confused and fell into a chair.
"Your parents have never been disappointed with you. They are just not good at expressing their love for you. Look at the bottom of this box, there should be a letter."
Chester points to the box, and Dana quickly finds a wrinkled letter on the base of the box.
There was no signature on the envelope, no recipient, only a simple sentence in common language.
If you find this storage bag, please give it to our daughter.
The handwriting is a bit messy. It may have been written in a very urgent situation, but Dana could see at a glance that it was her father's handwriting.
She put down the glass box and opened the letter.
To Dana.
At the beginning of the letter, the steady handwriting wrote.
"Dana, maybe when you see this letter, your mother and I are no longer in this world, but I still want to say that we love you. This gift is prepared to commemorate your clumsy but breakthrough first casting. Your mother and I didn't deliberately ignore you. We just met such a situation for the first time. We didn't know what to do, but we didn't expect that it would hurt your heart. "
Dana read the letter silently. She felt something in her heart that had been sealed for many years was overflowing and about to gush out.
"Dana, in fact, your father and I don't necessarily want you to be a great mage. We just want you to grow up in peace and be what you want. Mom loves you."
The handwriting suddenly turned into beautiful flowery characters. Although it was a bit messy, Dana soon recognized that it was her mother's handwriting. After this paragraph, the writing became Dana's father's handwriting again.
"I don't know when you will get this letter, or even if it can be conveyed, but I still want to say to you, Dana, happy birthday."
Dana is a little absent-minded. The words in the letter are intertwined with memories, which makes her extremely confused.
In the past, the stern and indifferent parents coincided with the gentle and kind parents in the letters, and gradually turned into two vague figures.
"This storage bag was originally used by my brother to hold experimental notes and draft papers, but maybe when the half plane was on the verge of collapse, he resolutely took away the contents and left this gift behind."
Chester explained that he subconsciously took out his pipe, but suddenly realized something and put it back.
"When this storage bag was delivered to me, there were many notes in it."
He took out a few crumpled pieces of paper, on which there were messages in different handwriting:
"please give them to their daughter, the half face of Oppenheim, h.p.s."
"If anyone knows Dana Christine, please give it to him - the plummer hemiplane, chase in the mine."
"Christine, I seem to know someone's last name is this - UGRA, half plane, charming hilar."
"You can go to the half plane of the third star domain - D.C."
"If anyone dares to tamper with the contents of this, I will be the first to kill him, the butcher, Grameen Lenko."
"Dana Christine, this must be the happiest girl in the world - the wanderer broney."
"The third star domain has not found its master. Maybe we should try the second star domain, or the theme plane? But it's too far away, but I'll try - Hermes, a half plane traveler. "
"I found this on a corpse, and his hand held it tightly. I can't figure out why he attached so much importance to it - Engel, from Fiona plane."
"To add the above, I think I can understand the dead a little bit - Engel, ready to go to the plane of cadA."...
there are many words like this. All the sentences and messages are left for this gift to strangers.
The midgal hemiplane is located at the boundary of civilization, far away from the main plane. This storage bag, which somehow survived, must have crossed hundreds of planes. It took thousands of people's hands and ten years to finally deliver it to the place where it should be delivered. As long as there is a problem in one link, it will be lost forever In this world.
But it came back after all.
The person who picked up the gift, after reading the letter and seeing the gift, chose to pass it on.
Just to protect a pair of parents, for their daughter's little love.
"The couple have been studying the hemiplane, trying to describe the composition of the world in the most concise and beautiful language, and I think they did."
Chester sniffed and continued.
"My brother used to say to me that their research is to prove that the world is beautiful. Before, I didn't understand. In my young eyes, the world is full of strife, inequality, greed and ugliness. But after seeing this gift, I think I can understand his meaning a little bit."
This is not just a simple birthday gift. This is a paper left by Christine and his wife in the end, which was composed by thousands of messengers for ten years.
Beyond gender, race, plane, time, the simplest and most complex thesis.
The paper about "love" and "world".
Dana suddenly recalled that her father rubbed her head one afternoon, which had long been blurred in her memory, and then picked up Dana, just like an ordinary father and daughter, playing on the lawn, while her mother sat by and watched them fight with a smile.
That is a distant time like a dream, which should be the most precious treasure in my heart. Why did I forget it?
With a sour nose, Dana could not hold back her tears. She gently picked up the glass box and said in a gentle and light voice.
"Welcome home, mom and dad."
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