"Sometimes, I am really afraid that I will wake up from my dreams, and I will still stay in the human world, and I will also take my younger brothers and sisters to hide and hide..."

As if he had thought of something, Nightingale's vision gradually became dazed and her expression also brought a hint of sadness.

But the next second, she felt a pain in her forehead and couldn't help but say "Ouch".

When she raised her head, she saw the lunch box withdrawing her hand.

The nightingale bulged her cheeks in dissatisfaction:

"Why are you bounced my head?"

And the lunch box shook his head:

"Just stop thinking about it."

"This is not a dream, the future is still long, and everything will be better."

He said.

“Will it be better…”

The nightingale murmured.

She smiled and said softly:

"Thanks……"

"Thank you..."

"What do you thank? We are comrades-in-arms."

The lunch box replied.

However, Nightingale shook her head:

In the living room, only lunch boxes are left.

He sat in the chair and sighed softly:
Chapter completed!