The sunset shines brightly on the sky, and at the same time, it ends the noisy day in the city... Crows sing, flying past the crimson sky, perhaps at the moment they fall, they are already on their nests.

At this time, it is also when humans finish their busy work and pack up their own homes, and it seems that there is not much difference between humans and animals at this point - however, this may be just something that adults need to do. For half-aged children, this crimson dusk is not something that forces them to go home.

The crimson sunset light fell on a small park somewhere in the city, dragging the shadow on it long. In addition to the swing, the long-dragged shadow also had a lonely figure sitting on it - a boy whose body swayed up and down with the swing.[]

At only ** years old, his red hair looked even brighter under the crimson afterglow... so bright that it seemed to be about to burn. He sat on the swing without saying a word, and at the same time he kept looking at the entrance of the small park, as if waiting for something.

But it seemed that the person he was waiting for didn't let him wait for long. He had already stood up from the swing and said impatiently...

"Hey, Aisha, you're so slow!" The girl of similar age and purple hair appeared in his eyes.

But at this time, she seemed to be coming from somewhere, and was panting, while in her arms was a big paper bag filled with stuffed... I don't know what was inside.

"Ah, sorry." The girl, known as Aisha, said apologetically and walked to the red-haired boy.

"Give it!" Then he handed the paper bag full of his hand to him.

The red-haired boy did not take the huge paper bag, but just stretched out his hand to the open bag, and reached into it, as if he was groping something like a lottery. After hesitating slightly, he finally took back his right hand that he had reached in and pulled out the things he had found from the paper bag.

What he held in his hand was a strange long bread, and all kinds of colorful fillings were applied on it... as beautiful as a rainbow? But it's not right. Since it's something to eat, it's just that it's uneasy to have such a weird bright color?

It seemed that the red-haired boy also noticed this. After taking out the bread, he glanced at the purple-haired girl in front of him in confusion. Rather than saying that he had not taken the next move, he seemed a little hesitant because of his unique appearance - if he could, he would definitely not want to taste it.

But that must be the premise that he can ignore the purple-haired girl in front of him with an expectant look on her face...

Unable to do it... As if he had noticed the "desperate" conclusion, the boy closed his eyes and put the bread with strange paint to his mouth.

Take a bite.

"How...how?" After watching the other party finally take a bite, the purple-haired girl named Aisha asked in a low voice.

"Um..." But the red-haired boy just said so lightly, and continued to chew without giving any more answers.

"Is it very unpalatable?" Such development made Elsa even more uneasy, and she couldn't help but guess timidly.

"No, that's not. It's not so bad as it's…" the red-haired boy continued to chew with a frown, muttering with a strange expression.

"Don't it look like normal food?"

"Hey?!" Under such an answer, Elsa immediately made a disappointed voice.

"But it's improved? At least I didn't use the washing powder as sugar?" The red-haired boy continued, swallowing the bread in his mouth, then stretched out his hand and patted Elsa on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"Woo... Even I only treat washing powder as salt, right? What does it mean to treat sugar?!" But the girl in front of me did not become happy immediately as he imagined, but lowered her head and started to recite it in silence.

"Ah, haha..." Hearing the subtle sound of mumbling, the red-haired boy couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh at me!" Elsa immediately protested.

"Well, forget it, in fact, everyone was like this at the beginning, don't worry." The red-haired boy waved his hand and said.

"Oh..." Elsa replied in a low voice, but it seemed that she still seemed a little depressed now?

However, this depression lasted for a short period of time, and for almost a moment, she raised her head again, looked at the red-haired boy in front and asked: "Hey, Aysod."

"Hmm?" Athod let out a light eh.

"What is a dream?" Elsa asked.

"Dream?" Such an unexpected question made Essod stunned for a moment.

"Yeah!" Elsa confirmed.

"It doesn't matter what kind of thing is like!" Athod replied casually without hesitation.

"ah?"

"I'll starve to death halfway through my dreams!" Athod murmured, and then sighed when he said this: "But I have someone who wants to do."

"Oh..." Elsa made a clear voice.

But then there was no further information, causing the two to fall into silence.

"Don't listen?" Athod couldn't help asking in confusion. It was obvious that since he had raised such a topic first, he would undoubtedly have questions about his answer next?

"Um." Elsa shook her head, raised her head and looked at the other person with a naive look on her face: "If it was something Athod wanted to do, it would be amazing!"

"..." Aisod didn't know how to answer for a moment, because although he said so, he actually didn't think his wish was as great as the other party thought, so he could only remain silent.

"As for me..." Without caring about the other party's silence, Elsa continued, raised her head, looked at the screech-dyeed sky, and murmured, "I want to be a baker."

Such words made Aisod, who was standing by, turn around and look at the other person with a puzzled look. It's so ordinary, is this really a dream? Or since it's a dream, it should be something more difficult to touch, right? Such a simple thing seems to be accomplished casually?

"I want to make a lot of bread for people to eat," Elsa continued.

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"Whether it is good, bad, ugly, beautiful." As she said this, she hugged the large paper bag in her arms full of the inexplicable bread she made and showed a sweet smile.

"Hey? Isn't this a simple thing?" Aisod couldn't help but frown. Although he had known this guy for a long time, it seemed that he was a very strange guy as he thought at first sight.

"Probably." Elsa said, showing an embarrassed smile.

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It was still the same sky that was rendered with crimson by the setting sun, but unlike the tranquility in the past, the sunset was full of separation and loneliness - the entrance of the village that seemed dilapidated because of the long absence of people, a carriage was parked there, and the adults moved boxes of luggage into the car and then began to drive towards another city.

If possible, perhaps no one would be willing to leave such a city where ancestors have lived here for generations... However, there is no way. Such closed transportation not only makes it inconvenient to buy things in normal times, but even daily materials cannot be well satisfied.

So since this is the case, it seems to be a matter of course to migrate to a city that is more conducive to life - adults choose the former between a good environment and a familiar hometown, but perhaps it is not possible for children who have not grown up to make such the same choice.

A small head with purple hair stretched out from the window of the carriage that had slowly begun to form. She moved her gaze and turned her eyes to the same small figure among the people who were seeing off at the entrance of the village behind... Then, she took a deep breath.

"Assod!" He closed his hands and shouted loudly at the other party, hoping to pierce his voice through the noisy sound of the carriage and spread it to the other party's ears.

"..." But the red-haired little ghost seemed to have not heard the girl who had gone away, standing in a daze, staring straight at the same place, watching the other person get farther and farther away from him - are he reluctant to leave, or is he at a loss because his playmate suddenly was about to leave? No one understood.

"You have to wait for me." The girl continued to shout loudly, and her hard work seemed to be about to exhale the air from her lungs.

"..." But the boy still stood in the distance indifferently, with a blank expression and no thoughts were seen.

"I will definitely come back!" When the girl finally said this, the shadow of the carriage had disappeared at the end of the path. At the same time, even if there were still some words next, it would never be possible for the other party to hear them again.

"..." Under such circumstances, the red-haired boy was still standing blankly, as if he had been cast by petrified magic.

After a while, his eyes suddenly became bright and he lowered his head silently.

"Yeah, I'll wait for you." He said this.

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A few more years have passed, and the red-haired ghost of that year has grown into a strong young man, but even so many years have passed, the city is still as barren. However, even so, he did not choose to leave this barren city like other villagers.

Because I agreed to wait for her to come back. However, I recently heard from an alchemist passing by that the city may contain very remarkable mineral resources. If it can be proved, then there will undoubtedly be a way to get rid of the barrenness that has always been...

Of course, if you can really dig something out.

As for the girl who remembered with purple hair and a pure smile, what has she become now? Did she become a baker who can bring happiness as agreed, or did she have long forgotten this childhood dream in life? Aesod didn't know.

He even didn't know whether the other party still remembered him or whether he would come back to the city as agreed.

But it was still wrong? If it weren't so poor here, then Aisha wouldn't have left. Asud thought so, he held the mine hoe in his hand tightly. At the same time, the voices of his companions came from beside him.

"Hey, Aisod!" is a villager holding a mine hoe.

"Yeah, here we come." Athod replied, carrying the mine hoe on his shoulder and following him.

If it can be proved that there are mines on all sides... this city will become rich, right?

Become richer...here

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At this time, in another distant city, there was an extremely ordinary double-storey cottage. The plaque on it specially made into the shape of a bread shows that it is indeed a bakery here...

However, this was clearly the best time for a bakery to do business, but the door at the door of the store was tightly closed, and the sign hanging on it had turned to the side that said "No business".

"Click." The sound of locking the store door was crisp.

Holding the key in her hand, the girl locked the door tightly with purple hair, tied the ends of her hair into two braids, and drooped to her shoulders. She carefully locked the door and windows of the store because she would probably be away for a long time, and she probably wouldn't even return here.

It's clear that business is pretty good recently...

But she didn't feel regretful, because this was something that had been decided long ago, or as the red-haired boy in my memory said, opening a bakery would be fine. Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing out loud - the car was full of luggage behind her.

"What's wrong? Aisha, are you going to go far?" An aunt passing by next to her couldn't help asking.

"Yeah!" Elsa responded with a smile, holding tightly in her palm was already the ticket that would take her back to the distant city in her memory.

"Maybe I won't come back anymore, right?" She lowered her head and said silently.

But the aunt who passed by smiled distractedly, greeted her and continued to leave - perhaps in her opinion, the girl with purple hair had lived here for a long time and had already regarded her as a part of the city.

"So many years have passed." Elsa continued to murmur in a faint voice, and at the same time stretched out her hand and pushed away her slightly confused hair.

However, just as she had just combed her purple hair, a strong wind blew, and at the same time, she maliciously messed up her hair again.

"!!" Even when my hand was twitching her hair a little, the strong wind also flew away the ticket she had held tightly in her hand as a treasure.

The ticket that would carry her back to the city she had agreed to with others in her memory was scattered far away in the sudden and bitter wind, and finally gradually disappeared completely in her vision.

"..." Elsa looked at the direction where the ticket disappeared, and the sudden sadness and unknown premonition made her silent.
To be continued...