"Keep reading. Maybe you'll know what Sakura is up to after you finish reading it." "Too." Kiana grinned. No matter what, Kiana was happy enough to see another version of herself grow up, and to see Cecilia, Siegfried and Theresa of the past. The album continues to move forward, still focusing on the growth record of young Kiana. Theresa and Siegfried have a deep impression of many of the photos, because they were the parents who recorded them. The records are full of love, and naturally filled with warmth and happiness. In addition, little Kiana is the cutest in the world, which naturally makes all viewers smile. Then, a fault appeared. In the two photos of Kiana, she suddenly grew a lot taller in the latter one, as if there was a period of time in between that she was not recorded. The reason is obvious. The biggest difference between the photos before and after is that the gentle, beautiful woman no longer appears in the photos after. "The Second Great Collapse..."
"It was the time when Cecilia died." Both of them felt a little sad, and they held each other's hands unconsciously. The growth record continued, and Siegfried and little Kiana smiled again. It was a strong father who tried hard to maintain the warmth of the family, and a sensible daughter who tried hard to lead her father out of the haze. The mess in the kitchen, the dark dishes on the table, and the funny expressions of the father and daughter with their tongues sticking out while eating. It seems that things are moving in the right direction again. Until, suddenly, a photo with a sudden change in style appeared. It was a little girl covered in blood and unrecognizable, appearing in a pit that had obviously been created with great force. Her limbs were twisted horribly, and her blood soaked the pit. "Huh!" ×2 Kiana and Yulandel were both startled and looked at each other subconsciously. Their hearts sank, and then they joined hands and turned to the next page. Siegfried and Theresa's vision was already blurred by tears. Fortunately, there was a turning point in the next photo. It was in a room that looked like a hospital ward. The little girl was wrapped in bandages all over her body, motionless. Only the outline of her body could be seen. It was a heartbreaking scene. In the next photo, the bandage is gradually removed, and the girl's skin is growing back, except for her bald head - there is a kind of ugly and cute point, but more of it is the stubbornness and perseverance of life in bloom. In the next photo, her hair had grown out, but unlike the previous series of photos, it was golden hair that was as shiny as gold. As the photos turned out, the girl's condition improved, until she finally removed the bandages and sat on the bed as if she had fully recovered, with a blank look in her eyes. However, everyone could see that, except for her hair color, this girl who had recovered from her terrible condition looked exactly like the original little Kiana. "I……" Youlan Daier raised her hand and lifted up a strand of hair that had just been dyed white. She was speechless. After being in a daze for several seconds, she looked at the three people around her in confusion. Yulandel is just like Kiana. She is just a bit of a fool, but she is actually very smart when she needs to use her brain.
The experience in the photo perfectly corresponds to Yulandel's earliest memory. Today's series of strange things finally formed a clear line in such a perfect "coincidence". Theresa and Siegfried looked at Yulandel with tears in their eyes. They believed this story, or rather, they dared not doubt it. And Yulan Daier just felt helpless. She had long given up on pursuing her past and just ran forward recklessly. She never thought that she still had relatives and so much family love. "Yulandel, there's still half of the story. I'm curious about your growth process. Can I continue to watch it?" "Of course you can... I mean, well, let's go ahead and watch." Yulandel was at a loss, but seeing Kiana's gentle gaze, she gradually felt at ease and continued to flip through the remaining photos. The next photo is a little different because the protagonist is no longer one person, but two similar girls with white hair and blonde hair: Yulandel was playing with the children in the orphanage. Kiana and Siegfei were wandering around with bandages wrapped around their faces. Yulandel is receiving Valkyrie training. Kiana is wandering alone, dirty. Yulandel smashed the Destruction Beast with one punch. Kiana was still wandering, with an optimistic smile on her cute little face as she gradually grew up... A picture of Yulandel and a picture of Qiyana put two people in the same time period together, showing their completely different life situations. It was like starting from that tragic accident, a little Qiyana suddenly split into two people. Until they grew up. In the last photo, Yulandel was holding a sniper rifle, standing on a pile of corpses of Avalanche beasts, looking majestic. And the silhouette of Kiana was running wildly on the campus road with a bread in her mouth. At the end of the road was the teaching building where no students had entered for a long time - it was obvious that it was already time for class and she was late. "Pfft! When was this taken? This is too insulting! I...I just oversleep occasionally. Really, I haven't been late since Angie came!" Kiana couldn't help laughing at first, then quickly cleared herself up. Yulandel stroked the last photo of Kiana, looking at her healthy and rosy face, and said with relief: "It was hard, but at least I grew up healthy." "Hehe! It's okay. I'm actually very strong. I won't be bullied even if I'm alone." "Really? Then you are really strong, stronger than me." "No, no, it's obviously Yulandel who is stronger. You are truly gifted! I'm still a student, and you're already the strongest Valkyrie. You're amazing, Yulandel!" The two of them were completely immersed in each other's growth experience, looking at each other and smiling brightly. At this time, Theresa rushed over and hugged both of them around the waist. "Theresa...Principal?" Yulandel was still a little confused and couldn't fully accept this information and her own identity. Siegfried also stretched out his hands and held the two sisters' heads tightly against his chest. The two adults sobbed silently, their tears dripping on Kiana and Yulandel's heads and wetting their clothes. In Siegfried's arms, Yulandel and Kiana leaned their foreheads against each other, and saw the confusion in each other's eyes. They could only instinctively hold each other's hands tightly, feeling each other's warmth. Then, amid the sobs of the elders, they all smiled silently. Chapter 442 The best Kiana~~
"Shh!" The comb made a delicate and slight friction sound as it passed through the smooth snow-white hair. It was already the next day, and Kiana was sitting in front of the dressing mirror. Yulandel looked a little nervous as she carefully combed Kiana's hair. "It seems that Yulandel doesn't know how to do this?" "Well, rarely. Usually Rita does it for me." "Hehe, I'm the same. Usually it's Mei or Angie who helps me." "If it hurts, tell me and I'll try to make it less painful." Yulandel's tension did not ease. She no longer remembers what happened before going to bed. As soon as she woke up, she and Kiana were lying in this special room - little Kiana's room with colorful paintings on the walls, stars on the ceiling, and full of childlike fun. But the Kiana in front of him became very different. The soft and fair skin and the smooth and fine white hair are all so cute. So cute that it makes people feel fragile, afraid that it will cause damage if you use a little force. Yulandel was very upset about her lack of strength training and often had the bad habit of not being able to control her strength. She felt she would never be able to forgive herself if she let those strands break in her hands. However, combing Kiana's hair was something she had to do. Yulandel was very, very careful, and almost held her breath the whole time, helping Kiana comb her hair, and then she let out a long breath. "call--" It's more tiring than defeating tens of thousands of Azeroth monsters, but it's also much more fulfilling. Youlandel couldn't help but smile and said: "How's it going? Is it okay?" "Yes, my hair is smooth now." "I...I don't have much experience, but I will do better next time." "Well, thank you, Yulandel. And, it's nice to meet you, Yulandel...sister." Kiana uttered a name that even she herself could not believe. Yulandel was stunned for a moment, then she put her arm around Kiana's shoulder and nodded heavily. "Me too, nice to meet you, Kiana." "Then, should I return the name Kiana to you?" Kiana looked up and smiled at Yulandel. There was no hesitation or trepidation - well, actually there was a little bit, after all, it was a name she had used for so long.
However, now she no longer needs this name to anchor her existence. She has many, many treasures, and her name is just one of them, not the only one. If Yulandel needed it, Kiana could return the name to her with a smile. In response, Yulandel just smiled and shook her head: "I already have the name 'Bianca Yulandel Atagina', and I like it very much. As for 'Kiana', it belongs to you. You deserve it, no, I should say you made it a warmer and more precious symbol. There is no doubt that you are Kiana, the best Kiana." "…You make me feel embarrassed." Kiana's face turned red. Even though he always brags about himself, Kiana still has some idea of what kind of person he is. She felt that she was unworthy of such praise from Yulan Daier. Compared with Yulan Daier, who continued to shine brightly after her rebirth, Kiana was still quite ashamed of her own unrefinedness. I always feel that if Yulandel continues to use the name "Qiana", it will definitely make this name have a more brilliant and eye-catching meaning, right? "Don't say this to anyone else. If someone hears it..." Kiana pleaded with a blushing face, but before she could finish her words, she noticed a cute little head popping out of the door. Blonde hair, purple eyes, and a wooden expression on an extremely delicate little face highlight the extreme contrast that makes people crazy. There is no doubt that this is An Qi. Then, one head after another popped out from the door. An Qi: "You are Kiana, the best Kiana~" Theresa: "The best Kiana~~" [Fu Hua]: "The best Kiana~~~" Mei Raiden: "The best..." Kiana: “Aaaaaah!!!” Afterwards, according to eyewitnesses, one of Kiana's eyes turned golden on the spot as the female woodchuck screamed. Only Yulandel was watching this scene with a mixture of laughter and tears. After a moment, she touched Kiana's head and soothed her lovingly. …… The home of the former Saint of Destiny was filled with harmony. Countless joys and sorrows were condensed into a drama with a unique flavor. Anyway, everyone else was happy to see the two old men trying their best to be attentive and the two girls looking embarrassed. On the other side, Rita climbed out of the soft and fragrant quilt, covering her forehead, and seemed to be a little overwhelmed. What happened? I remember that the preparations for the Archbishop's succession ceremony had come to an end, and Yulandel had to face her past, so I felt a little confused. Then I drank some wine with Lady Sakura at dinner, and then... "Gurgle~~" It seemed that the movement of the quilt being opened disturbed the sleep of another person, and a gentle and charming moan was heard from the side. Rita's body froze, and she turned her head mechanically. What she saw was a roundness and fullness that could not be described in words. It looked like a freshly steamed snowflake steamed bun, embellished with small and exquisite pink. Her flawless face like a saint, and her slightly trembling animal ears, all exuded a dangerous attraction.
In short, it is a delicacy worthy of drooling. "The bed is clean, and there are no strange marks on our bodies, so it shouldn't be the worst. But Sakura-sama is an ancient person who lived five hundred years ago, so he must be very pure in this respect..." Rita tried to comfort herself, but the more she thought about it, the more she trembled. At this moment, she had already thought of a hundred ways to die, and the reasons for the death penalty - flirting with the archbishop, playing two-timing with the strongest Valkyrie, etc. Oh, wait, Lady Yulandel is a goose, and she hasn't even made a decision yet. That's fine. "Li...ta?" "Yes, Lord Bishop!"