Morpheus paused, meeting Persephone's earnest gaze. "But I haven't given you anything yet..."

"You've already given me the best!" Persephone blushed, smiling softly. To her, he was the best gift in the world.

"Let's go. Don't stand in the blazing sun!" She took his hand. "Today, you're my chauffeur, and I'm touring Southeast Aciatic!"

He indulgently chuckled. "That wish seems a bit challenging."

"No matter what Grandma Cordelia wishes, Grandpa Zephyr always makes it happen!"

"I see." He ruffled her hair. "Grandpa Zephyr is Grandma Cordelia's superhero."

"So what about you?"

"I..." Morpheus pondered. "I'll be your Doraemon, okay?"

Persephone smiled sweetly.

Morpheus started the car. Under the sunlight, their laughter

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to her with a smile, which she could tell was quite strained. Her

he experienced to have PTSD

bit her lip, taking his

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with a lower altitude, so this highest mountain might be shorter than even a small hill in other countries. Still, the

encountered numerous vibrant flowers, little rabbits hopping in the bushes, and beautiful butterflies

topic softly. "I heard this place used to be an

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"How do you know?"

choosing not to speak. He used to come to this mountain often, running, climbing, exercising—every

a moment of consideration, "Sometimes you're silent, and even when you speak, it feels like you're only saying half. It is as

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