My Archangel

"Wait, Lord Elisa, don't come over yet."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen's eyes suddenly jumped, and he instinctively followed back and took a step back, and then acted like Ercon: "If you can, please tell me first, the'that' you are holding in your arms. ...What is it?"

With that said, Qiao Wen slowly moved his stiff gaze to the'that' in the arms of the archangel before him, and the corner of his eyes jumped again.

If he was a little farther away before, it might be that he had a slight visual deviation... But now, when the distance between the two is quite close, Qiao Wen has already seen'that' clearly. Chu.

Obviously, what is carved on it... is 100% his face.

This quilt angel made this kind of thing in his own dream, and he only left a head...what did he want to do?

Looking at the archangel in front of him, Qiao Wen vaguely felt an unreal feeling.

Because he has keenly noticed...At this time, the archangel in this hall of thought seems to be a little bit more staying than usual.

In the dream, she is not very awake. Compared with the normal logical way, she seems to act more according to her subconscious.

In other words...this guy, the act of twisting his "head" from his "body" and then holding it in her arms... is probably what her subconscious is expecting.

'...I originally thought that my relationship with her had improved, so she opened her heart to me... But it was because of this emotionally?Could this quilt really be a mentally distorted guy?'

Realizing this, Qiao Wen was not very good.

Because until now, he still clearly remembers... In his last life, he also had such a good relationship with a'friend'.

Obviously I didn’t even hold my hands, even after graduating from high school, I didn’t even see each other a few times. Although I did communicate with each other on social software every once in a while, at best it was just a continuation of the “dream” that night Topic, ask each other how they are doing in the near future and how far they are from their dreams.

At that time, Qiao Wen thought...Although the girl's way of thinking occasionally seemed a little strange, the two must be regarded as friendly friends.

Then he was knifed.

Before dying, apart from being dazed and afraid, he didn't even know why he was knifed by an acquaintance who suddenly came from a foreign city to see him.

Obviously the night before yesterday, the two of them also talked in the address book that he was about to truly realize his "dream", but after a day, he immediately disappeared.

As the saying goes, eating a turtle grows a wise man, and now the reason for crossing is unknown...At this time, he is quite sensitive to such details.

Therefore, after seeing the strange behavior of the quilt angel in front of him just now, Qiao Wen was inexplicably panicked.

He felt that if the scene he saw on the quilt angel just now wasn't because he was dim-eyed, then... he might need to rethink how to keep a safe distance from the lord angel.

"...?"

However, what surprised Qiao Wen next was that after he was specifically pointed out... the archangel did give him a clear smile after a moment.

There was nothing sick or strange in that smile...some, it was just a little bit happy and a little complacent.

The next moment, under Qiao Wen's gaze, she took the initiative to turn the head she was holding in her hand slightly, facing Qiao Wen, so that he could observe the face on the sand doll more clearly.

"...?"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen was taken aback for a moment.

Because he found...After seeing him, the quilt angel in front of him seemed to be normal, no matter the expression on his face, his reaction and behavior.

'Wait, looking at this posture, could she be showing off to me?Show off that she just made my head out of these wet sand?'

As this speculation faintly appeared in his mind, Qiao Wen blinked again in a daze.

what's the situation.

A person holding a newly made "head" ran in front of him to show off this behavior. If you think about it, um...it doesn't seem to be unacceptable?

If you insist, this feeling is as simple as the painter's painting with a person's face and then taking it in front of him to let the other person evaluate...

It's just that now the painter has become an angel, and the painting has become Qiao Wen's head.

'and many more?Could it be...I just overinterpreted it?'

Meeting the gaze of the lord angel who was expecting something to say, the expression on Qiao Wen's face was slightly stiff, not sure of the speculation in his mind.

Could it be... the act of removing the head and holding the head in his arms just now was just a coincidence?

"..."

However, the archangel on the other side waited quietly for a while, and found that the human being in front of him still did not respond to him, and suddenly frowned slightly, and the gaze watching Qiao Wen suddenly became a little unhappy.

"Sorry Elisa, I just walked away a little bit, it's great, your face-sculpting skills are very powerful..."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen hesitated, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was just because he was too sensitive...said quickly.

"..."

Then, just after these words, Qiao Wen noticed the sight that was cast from the archangel again, mixed with some doubts... as if asking him "really?"

"Really, look at this eye, look at this nose... Oh my god, should I say that it is Master Elisa? The hand is so skillful that I have completely carved out my appearance. I am so touched."

The iconic smile came to her lips, meeting Elisa's gaze, Qiao Wen said.

"..."

After hearing him say this, the unhappy expression on the archangel's face still did not change much, just staring at him quietly.

In this way, after about a few seconds, Qiao Wen finally managed to see a little smile on the face of the angel in front of him.

It seems... this angel lord finally believed what he said just now.

No, it's not a nonsense.

There is one thing that Qiao Wen said is indeed true. He felt that if he hadn’t seen the scene of "getting his head into his arms" just now, and only saw the current finished product, he would probably be as he said. Think like that.

"..."

In the next moment, Qiao Wen saw the angel in front of him slightly stretched out his hand, and handed the "head" he was holding to him.

It seems to be intended to give him as a gift.

"...Thank you Elisa."

The expression on his face was a little frozen, and the corner of Qiao Wen's eyes jumped slightly when he looked at the "baby head" that was already close at hand, almost exactly the same as his own face.

However, he accepted it very simply.

"...?"

However, after Qiao Wen took it, he noticed that the archangel in front of him was watching him with a slightly serious look. Only after a second, he had realized what the quilt angel was in his sight. Implications.

It seems to want him to keep it safe.