I Became Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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Liu Yu closed his eyes.

There was a rustling movement around him, and he lay down beside her.

If there is a seemingly non-existent cedar smell lingering on the tip of the nose, just like him, cold and gentle...

When I was about to fall asleep in a daze, another voice came:

"...Or, do you want to be the Queen of God?"

Liu Yu was awakened by the explosion.

Drowsiness faded like a tide. She opened her eyes. He did not know when he had crossed the line between them. He was propping his forehead and looking at her quietly. The green eyes were mysterious and deep under the shadow of the tent.的静湖.

"Queen of God?"

She blinked.

He shook his head and rejected the proposal.

"... Enough, Beria Fergus. You are spoiled by me."

"Don't be too greedy."

Liu Yu raised up the quilt blankly and closed his eyes:

"Sorry, I'm going to sleep."

She posed a gesture of refusing to communicate, but the tears on her face made her look a little different and fragile.

He lay down and stopped talking, but frowned, as if he was deeply troubled by something. When there was a steady breath around him, he glanced aside.

The young girl has fallen asleep.

Her beautiful face was flushed with red, and the teardrops on her eyelashes made her look like a pure Angel.

He looked for a while before closing his eyes.

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Time passed quietly. On the day before God's birthday, Liu Yu, with his extraordinary memory and diligence, had learned all 999 basic characters ahead of time.

In the end, only one character is left.

"Light."

Shinto.

A little bit of his slender fingertips, the golden yellow characters that are different from all the previous characters flowed from his fingertips, like golden sand, condensed in mid-air.

It cannot be written on paper, it can only be swayed in the air, gradually solidified, and then changed with the light golden light...

Liu Yu looked at it dreamily.

She had never seen such a word.

No language can correctly describe its existence.

It is so beautiful, it seems to condense the essence of all the light in this world, brilliant, warm, and unpredictable.

It cannot stay in the mind, neither can be described nor remembered.

"When I was born, the first word I confided was'light'."

He turned around and looked out the window.

His white robe was blown by the wind, and his silver hair leaped in the light.

"God said, there must be light, so there is light in the heaven and earth."

Liu Yu muttered authentically.

The voice of God seems to have passed through the eternity, coming at him with a long time:

"...Everything in the world begins with the light. Light is eternity. It is the past, the present, and the future."