[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

After noon, the dormitory was quiet, with only a few footsteps echoing in the corridor. The doors of the two rooms where the four little girls lived were open. After a while, two people wearing The woman in coarse clothes opened the door and walked in.

There was a room for one person, and the fat one walked into A Ting and Xiao Wu's room.

At that time, the two little girls each fell on their own beds. There were two wooden bathtubs placed in the aisle between the two beds. The slightly fat woman glanced left and right, and then looked towards them first. Xiao Wu walked over.

After reaching out and taking off all Xiao Wu's clothes, the woman helped her and let her sit in the tub. The hot water mixed with medicinal herbs reached up to Xiao Wu's collarbone.

After finishing her work, the woman rolled up the sleeves of her arms and walked towards Atin.

Just two steps away from Xiao Wu's bucket, the woman's footsteps stopped and her body suddenly froze in place. She opened her eyes wide and round, and closed her eyes without blinking a few times. It was as if she was asleep, but strangely, she still maintained her standing posture without moving, as if she was frozen in place, standing upright.

At the same time, a wisp of breeze entered the window and floated slowly into the house. The slightly open door was gently closed by the force of the wind, completely blocking the view outside.

The wooden door was closed, and although the window was wide open, the temperature inside the house was slowly decreasing. The cold chill peeked out from the four corners of the house and converged on Atin's bed. After a while, a dark figure stood out. Revealed.

Gu Xiu wore a dark cloak and glanced at the woman diagonally behind him with deep eyes. Then, he raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, focusing his gaze on Atin's face.

The little girl was still asleep, her cheeks were red, and there were some signs of dryness and cracks on her skin, like a piece of land that was chapped due to chronic lack of water. Her vitality was shallow, and even her breathing was much lighter.

This is too much...

Gu Xiu pursed his thin lips slightly, frowned, straightened his mind helplessly, and stretched out his palm in front of Ating.

Three inches above the little girl's brow bone, Gu Xiu's strong soul power was expressed from the palm of his hand. For a moment, the vague coolness in the room suddenly amplified several times, bringing countless frost and snow like a cold wind passing by, refreshing The person's limbs and skin could not help but tremble with ice.

Under this breath of praying for coldness, even Xiao Wu in the hot water bucket couldn't help but shrink for a while.

"... "

With his heavy eyelids trembling, Atin turned his eyes and slowly exhaled as the chill fluctuated.

"...Gu Xiu?"

She raised her eyelashes, and the turbidity in her eyes dissipated a bit, gradually revealing some clear and moist water.

Hearing her call, Gu Xiu's brows relaxed slightly, and the soul power that poured out like a waterfall was collected under his palms.

"you……"

Atin put her hands on both sides of her body and sat up halfway. Her delicate brows were slightly frowned. Just as she opened her lips to say something, she was interrupted by a knock on the door.

tuk tuk-

I don’t know who it was that knocked so eagerly.

Atin glanced towards the door with a stern look on his face, and he was wary and said nothing.

"Aunt Sun, are you okay? Why did you close the door?"

The words were deliberately lowered, but it sounded like a woman's voice.

Gu Xiu lowered his eyelashes and remained silent. He raised his fingers together, pinched out a ray of silver light, and threw it towards Aunt Sun behind him.

Ating watched his movements, his eyes dimly lit up, and he looked at Gu Xiu's face.

Judging from his calm and unfazed appearance, it didn't seem like it was a big deal.

No one in the house responded, so the noise outside the door became more and more urgent. The man pushed and knocked, but there was no sound from the people inside, so his voice was higher than before.

"I said, Aunt Sun, have you done it? Open the door quickly..."

Seeing that the situation was developing in a not so good direction, Atin frowned and stood up to get out of bed.

At this moment, Aunt Sun, who was as stiff as a stick, woke up. As soon as A Ting's soles touched the ground, she heard a few ouch from her.

The moment he raised his eyes, Gu Xiu was no longer in front of him.

"Girl, why are you awake?"

Aunt Sun looked at her in surprise, looking like a monk who was two feet tall and confused: "I just finished treating this girl, and I feel a little dizzy for some reason..."

Following her words, Atin blinked and answered appropriately: "Did you hear the knock on the door? I was just about to go down and open the door."

"Knock on the door?" Aunt Sun turned around suspiciously and walked towards the door: "Dudu, it seems that there is indeed..."

After taking a few glances at Aunt Sun's back, Atin breathed a sigh of relief, and then her elevated body calmed down. Seeing that the situation was settled, she felt relieved.

"Ouch—"

After opening the door, Aunt Sun suddenly came back to her senses as if she had woken up from a dream: "Aunt Li, I forgot about you..."

After hearing this, the Li family's aunt rolled her eyes on the spot, her whole body was exhausted, and she replied in a soft voice: "It doesn't matter if you forget it, my throat is almost hoarse..."

"Oh, okay, let's go." Aunt Sun was extremely embarrassed when someone pulled her pigtails on the spot. She turned around and smiled apologetically at Ating, then said goodbye hesitantly: "That... girl, I, let’s leave first.”

It's really embarrassing to make mistakes under the eyes of other students.

Atin pulled his lips, nodded slightly, and agreed: "Okay."

Then she saw Aunt Sun dragging Aunt Li and running away as if her soles were oiled.

"... "

When the figure was no longer visible, Atin flattened the corners of her lips and shrank into the bed. She nestled in a corner at the foot of the bed, her face lowered into her arms. The clothes on her body were sticky and covered with sweat. The salty taste reminded her of someone in a daze.

The feeling of skin touching each other was still in her mind, she remembered it clearly...

The thoughts in my mind rise and fall one after another with my thoughts, just like the fallen leaves on the ground being picked up and blown away by the wind, filling me with a sense of coolness.

After gathering her busy thoughts, A Ting slowly got off the bed. She first walked to Xiao Wu's bathtub, stretched out her hand to stroke the little rabbit's sticky temples a few times, and then walked to the window. As he walked, he blew a brief whistle.

Her voice was calm, like metal and stone, and spread out very quickly. A Ting pressed his hands on the window lattice, counting five numbers in his mind. When he finished reciting the five numbers, he moved forward and clasped his palms, just in time to touch the little guy. Caught it.

"A human came just now, and the bird went out first."

Atin stretched out his hand to point its pointed beak, rubbed the little guy's soft head feathers, lowered his voice and asked, "Where are the bugs outside?"

"As soon as Gu Xiu came, they ran away."

Nestled in Atin's palm, the little guy couldn't be more comfortable. It narrowed its eyes and fluttered its feathers along with Atin's strength: "The birds followed from a distance for a while, and they walked along the corner of the wall. Went to Soto City.”

"Soto City?" Atin raised his brows and said thoughtfully, "Does he want to take advantage of the people in Soto City to confuse the public?"

If you don't want them to find him, Soto City is undoubtedly a good place to hide.

Cats hunt mice, mantises hunt cicadas, that man has a strange idea.

"This bird doesn't know. Humans have too many ideas of turning left and right." After the little guy finished speaking, he moved his body forward and moved right to the bottom of Atin's mandible.

Watching this series of small movements, Ating raised his eyebrows, bent down in response, and listened to it whisper to himself: "Gu Xiu said, see you at the small teahouse on West Street tomorrow afternoon."

Are you going to start catching turtles in a jar?

After listening to the little guy's words, A Ting's eyes darkened slightly, and the arc between his eyebrows relaxed.

Time always goes faster in the afternoon. After about two or three hours, the sky has gradually darkened, and the orange-red glow is blooming from the clouds, like a stroke of outline in a painting, flowing naturally and rhymingly. Made in heaven.

But good times never last, and after a while, this scroll of color painting was swallowed up by the turbulent night, and the entire sky was completely drained of blue dye, and was covered by heavy clouds.

It was getting late, and the whole village was quiet. Not many villagers went out of their homes. The surrounding trees were densely covered by the rising fog, giving it an inexplicable feeling of mystery.

With a few wisps of fading twilight, Atin and Xiao Wu were walking on the way to the canteen. In the gentle breeze, the haystacks at their feet suddenly swayed. The fabric is rubbing against the ankles.

"A Ting, are you afraid?"

Xiao Wu regained her strength and immediately became lively again. She jumped ahead and looked at the gray sky and scenery. She turned back with interest: "There is no one around here. Why is the sun going down?" Aren’t they going to go out?”

"It's dinner time now, everyone is probably eating." Atin walked slowly behind her, answering the little rabbit's whim questions.

When it came to dinner, Xiao Wu touched her empty stomach, feeling hungry again: "When it comes to eating, I'm also hungry."

Ating looked at her and shook his head, smiling calmly: "Then let's go quickly."

Talking and laughing all the way, the two little girls walked into the cafeteria arm in arm. As soon as they entered the door, the light of the candlelight climbed up to the corners of their clothes, filling the room with light, and the aroma of vegetables also filled their nostrils.

Xiao Wu threw herself at the table with joy, took her favorite food and brought it to her mouth. She greeted Atin vaguely: "Come on!"

Atin didn't feel hungry at all. After taking a bowl of porridge, she sat next to the little rabbit and drank it one mouthful at a time.

"I think today is just the beginning." Biting the steamed bun in her hand, Ning Rongrong held her cheek and analyzed with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid the master will give us a training session every day."

"... "

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, but there was an expression of agreement on his face, obviously he recognized her analysis very much.

"You have to train in the morning and in the evening." Ating held the bowl of porridge in both hands and said calmly: "The left and right are all for our own good. Just get used to it in the future."

A few years ago, when she was at Notting Academy, the master trained Tang San like this. There were countless techniques and methods, and she had already seen most of them by then.

As for today's lap, the master's intention is to make their bodies and bones better and the friendship between the teams to be deeper.

"Well said."

An untimely voice suddenly broke in. Atin was startled, and turned to look at him a little slowly.

Tang San held a soup bowl in his right hand and a steamed bun in his left hand, and sat down next to her very naturally.

This guy…

Amid the amused gazes of the others, Atin lowered his neck calmly and stared straight at the porridge in his hand.

"Is this all you want to eat?" Tang San tilted his body, naturally not ignoring her expression. He looked at her side face with clear eyes, and said gently: "Would you like to eat steamed buns?"

He looked at her without blinking, his expression focused and serious, as if he couldn't bear to move his eyes.

Atin pursed her lips, turned her neck stiffly, and met his gaze: "Thank you."

After saying that, she stretched out her palm and gave him a slap.

The bean-like candlelight was instantly reflected in the jade-white and smooth palm. It was fluttering and jumping, just like someone's ups and downs of mood.

Tang San generously gave out the buns. The corners of his eyes slightly raised, and the smile on his lips widened: "It's the plain stuffing you like."

He took it specially.

While Tang San was thinking this, he moved his gaze secretly, casting it to his side intentionally or unintentionally. In the dim light, Atin's slightly burned cheeks stood out, like a half-red apple. Green and bright.

"It makes my teeth sore." The three boys who had watched the whole process sat together. Dai Mubai held his head with one hand and put a pear in his mouth with the other: "Tsk, when did the mistress become so good at flirting?"

"Is this considered flirting?" Ma Hongjun looked like he had seen a ghost: "I didn't hold my hand, and I didn't hug anyone. Third brother, this is too subtle."

"I said, if I were as reserved as you, the third brother would never catch up with Atin in this life." Oscar sighed, staring at the two people, and suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth: "Now the famous beauty has a master. I'm hopeless."

"Xiao Ao, is it possible that you like Ating?" Dai Mubai's ears perked up and he stood up like a long-eared rabbit.

His voice was neither loud nor quiet. Oscar was startled and waved his hands repeatedly, fearing that the other two people would hear him: "No, no, no, I just had a good impression before."

Who doesn’t like a girl with a beautiful voice?

Ma Hongjun blinked his eyes, expressing deep understanding and agreement with these words: "Boss Dai, Xiao Ao just took advantage of sex and didn't put much emotion into it."

To put it bluntly, it’s the same as planting onions but not sprouting.

I lost my sight, but I didn't lose my mind.

Dai Mubai suddenly realized something, and immediately remembered something: "When you went to the playground for the first time, were you still discussing it with the mistress?"

This is true. Oscar touched his head and chuckled: "Can't we discuss important matters in life?"

Ma Hongjun gave this guy a roll of his eyes, his nostrils flaring and shrinking as he exhaled: "You are just relying on your own good looks."

If he, the fat man, also had a handsome face like Dai Boss and Xiao Ao, and had the unique temperament of the third brother, wouldn't he still worry about finding a partner?

Or the job provided by God is too narrow and stingy.