give me a miracle

Chapter 2, those things in the night

The next day, the old guide set off on time with the man and the boy.The old guide was carrying a luggage bag, and the girl Jane was also carrying a small one.He said the trip would take three days, the silent man nodded again, and the teenager said nothing.

The small town in the early morning seems to be dead, and the sun shines on it, making it even more silent.The team of four left.

Jane was jealous, jealous of the teenager.Yesterday, she was envious of the boy's nice voice, she liked to sing, but her throat rubbed like a sandbag; today, she was jealous, jealous of the boy's treatment.Dozed off by the silent man on his back.The old guide laughed twice when he saw it, and Jane gritted her teeth and endured something.

Compared with her, this young man is simply too happy.

In this way, she has no chance to strike up a conversation.She was more afraid of the silent man than any of the townspeople.

At noon, the old guide proposed to take a break for lunch.After walking all morning, both he and Jane were tired, but the speed of the man carrying the boy on his back was not slow at all.

"There are wild animals around here, let's catch some, or we can save them for dinner."

In such a cold place, even people may freeze to death, and there are very few animals that can be hunted, but if you are lucky, you can even hunt one, and it will give you strength after eating it.By distracting the man in this way, Jane can also talk to that boy and get close.

As expected, the man agreed, and before leaving, he knelt down in front of the boy and kissed the boy's forehead.

Jane stood there blankly, and when they were gone and could no longer be seen, she reluctantly moved to carry out her task.Before reaching the boy, the boy turned his head in her direction. Although he knew in advance that the boy was blind, he still surprised Jane.

"Hello, my name is Jane." She had an awkward expression, thinking that it was a good thing the little blind man couldn't see.

The young man's face was a little dazed, and he said, "Hello? Oh, hello." He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly realized and said it again.

Jane was amused by his appearance, and she said, "Haha, you can't even say hello, can you?"

"What's your name, my name is Jane."

The teenager tilted his head and smiled at her: "Morty."

"What about your brother?"

"elder brother?"

"Oh, it's the one who came with you, aren't you brothers?"

Morty shook his head.

"That's father and son?" Jane was startled.

"Uncle? Stepfather?"

"I'm not related to Wilwolf." The boy named Morty finally understood what Jane was talking about. He didn't seem to be very good at communicating with people. He spoke very slowly and his voice was weak.

"Werewolf? His name is Werewolf. His name sounds like a werewolf (werewolf). That means you are just friends."

In contrast, Jane is very communicative. Although her voice is not very pleasant, she speaks at just the right pace and is not annoying to listen to.

"He, he is mine..." This question seemed to stump Morty, "The person in charge?"

Jane couldn't bear this strange metaphor, so she changed the subject: "What are you going to do, can't you come back when the weather is so cold?"

"That...it seems impossible, it's urgent."

"That Weaver is so kind to you. He always walks with your back on his back. My father has never carried me on his back." Jane expressed her sourness.

"It's okay," Morty said to her, looking reassuring. "We're all the same."

"How can it be the same?" Jane retorted.

Morty nodded and said, "It's the same, my dad never carried me on the back either."

Seeing the boy's serious expression, Zhen couldn't help laughing out loud, her stomach hurting from holding back her laughter.With such a smile, all the sourness in my heart disappeared.

"Then, where did you come from?" Jane asked again, this may be a little too much for adventurers, but from the interesting conversation just now and the fact that Morty is similar to her age, Jane quickly forgot the caution she should have. Be cautious in your words and deeds.

Morty shook his head and said, "I don't know where that is either."

"Isn't it in the Principality of Pamirs? Which principality is that? An empire? Or a chaotic area somewhere?" Jane asked unwillingly, "Miania, Blairnia, Arash?" Jane said all of a sudden. Names of all countries known to oneself.

Being reminded like this, Morty said slowly, "Before leaving, I seem to have called Blair."

"Why don't you know anything? You've asked so many questions." Jane scolded with a smile. Morty's slow speed and hesitant tone made her anxious.

"I'm going to collect firewood, let's go together." Jane took Morty's hand and pulled him up, but then she thought that Morty's eyes can't see and there is no way to collect firewood, but she was embarrassed to say, Randomly blurted out, "I'll go by myself, I want to pee." The girl blushed a little, and she was still embarrassed when she finished speaking.

Before Morty could react, the girl hurried away.Hearing the hurried footsteps, Morty tilted his head, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to see something, but there was a tingle in his eyes, and he closed his eyes in pain.

The wind in the wilderness was blowing the dead leaves on the trees, making a rustling sound. Morty subconsciously wanted to take a look, but no matter what angle he saw, it was pitch black, and he didn't even know whether it was night or day.

After a while, he heard footsteps again, which he recognized as the girl's footsteps.

Jane had come back from collecting sticks, threw the dry sticks on the ground, and took flints from her knapsack to start a fire.

"Wait a little longer, Dad will be back."

"Yes." Morty agreed.

"Did you know that there are actually food and wild animals to eat here, but no one dares to come here." Jane knocked on the flint, and continued to chat with Morty even though she was busy. "Because if one person finds something to eat, it will be snatched away by others soon, so no one comes to hunt."

"Ah."

"I don't like it here, I don't have anything, I can't go out and play. I want to go to a bigger town, I want to learn to sing like the girls in the story; I hate this place, but it's Daddy's choice, I can't Hate him." As she spoke, Jane's eyes gradually became moist.

Morty slowly fell silent, looking elsewhere.

"Wilwolf is back." Morty still spoke slowly.

Jane looked there, obviously there was nothing there, just about to refute Morty, when she saw two heads leaking from the end of the road, she guessed that they were back.

"How do you know?" Jane looked at Morty in surprise.

Morty was acting flat, but Jane could see that he was really happy now, and Morty said, "Because Wilwolf is there."