[Quick Travel GL] Brave Love

Found one.

There was a smile on the corner of Xiao En's lips. Because of her tough face, this smile was extremely tasteful, cold and cold, with a hint of sarcasm unconsciously.

Today is the third day, but it is rare for her to feel as if three seasons have passed, just as it is entering the cold and windy winter, she clearly knows that the wind blowing around her is soft and comforting, as if caressing her body His delicate hands indicate that the grass is growing and warblers are flying, and the spring day is full of vitality.

Sean felt bored, although being in an unfamiliar environment was not very comfortable, but it would not make her feel like a thorn in her heart, and her resolute and forbearing inner heart was constantly fluctuating-the absence of Kathy was enough to decide all of this The growth of irritability.The moment she saw Mia, she felt slightly excited, all her thoughts became active, and she broke through the ice to release the emotion of laughter.

"Mu En, your heart is restless."

Sean turned his head away, put down the whetstone in his hand, and the figure of an old man was reflected in his eyes.

The old man held the old cigarette stick in his mouth, and when he talked, he exhaled circle after circle of smoke, like a dense fog, slowly dissipating.He looked very energetic, his back was bent but not stooped, and he was very hale and hearty.His eye circles were deeply sunken, and there were two gray and round eyeballs hidden in the innermost part.

He used to be a knife sharpener. For him, knife sharpening still seemed to exist yesterday.

After coming here, she was the apprentice of the old knife grinder, the granddaughter of the old man's dead friend, and she was not yet able to practice a knife.She looked down at her hands, her knuckles were covered with calluses, her fingers were thick and rough, her appearance was ordinary, without the youth and vigor of a young girl at all.

But if Xiao En is really made into the girl whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water and whose skin is so delicate that it is about to drip water, then it is called torture. There are also hard calluses on her hands, which are different from the marks rubbed by a rough whetstone. Instead, it was grasped with a thorn whip that was used to holding it evenly in thickness.

The outline of the body and face she occupies is generally soft, and the texture lines on the arms are relatively smooth, but it is obvious that she has not received systematic training. The muscles of the legs and abdomen are loose but not tight, and even the hip bones are stretched to There is only a shallow line below the waistband of the trousers, and the white muscles of the abdomen are scattered into a flat land.

"Master." Xiao En responded shallowly, and temporarily stopped the stereotyped yelling.

There are not many people passing by, and most of the time they are doing useless work, and now they have a feeling of thirsty throat and hoarseness, which makes her understand very clearly that this body is too thin, and even the weak The physique of an adventurer is not comparable. ——But the left and right sides are more exaggerated than most of the scattered muscles passing by.

"You feel irritable, I can hear it from your voice." Master Li said each word clearly, "Obviously you only speak when you see people, but you keep yelling continuously in a daze, Your eyes are not fixed on the whetstone, obviously your mind is wandering——I don’t care what kind of grievances you have suffered, what kind of grievances are suppressed in your heart, no matter what line of work you do, you always pay attention to one word: calm, you can’t settle down , I will never let you become a teacher."

He is very serious in dealing with people, and if he is reprimanded so unceremoniously by others, he would secretly think that he is a staid old man from the last century, and he is too harsh.

Sean also noticed that his agitation these days may have something to do with the inner depression of the owner of this body. She was not easily affected by emotional fluctuations, and she was a very self-reliant fighter, but something happened suddenly and she was taken advantage of. Worrying about Kathy for a moment was like boiling magma melting the solid ice layer on the water.

Xiao Muen is a freshman who is still in school. The school she stays in is neither too good nor too bad, but most of her classmates are from relatively good backgrounds.

Having family conditions means the birth of a gap. When she introduced herself that her family passed away and that she was raised by an old friend of her grandpa——her master was a knife sharpener, she felt that the friendliness of her classmates had changed. It turned into a vague and deliberate alienation and a coldness brought out from the bones.

This is actually quite normal.The status of craftsmen is generally low in this world, unlike Sean's world where they occupy a light position——the weapons that can withstand the abilities they release all come from the hands of weapon masters.

Sean pointed his arm with his fingers in boredom, his eyelashes blinked slowly, and covered his light brown eyes that revealed a hint of curiosity.

The way of life here is completely different from their world.

Occupations that are not divided by ability are even restricted to use weapons, but there are science and technology that are changing with each passing day, and people rely on their own hands to dig and create.Although more places are different, some aspects are surprisingly similar.

Thinking of the vehicles that come and go in his memory, the vehicles driven by engines, and the various novelty gadgets that support people's daily life, Sean pursed his lips,... the air quality is really bad, and there are many tall buildings, but There is not enough living space left for the vegetation, the fine dust floating in the air, the pungent smell of the oncoming exhaust, and the smell mixed with the circles of smoke diffused when smoking cigarettes must have indirectly caused too much pollution. many questions.

When you reap the good from something, the bad is often buried deep down at that point, waiting to break ground.

What the thinkers in their world said is still applicable in another country with different system rules.

"I see." She said lightly, but this old man with spiritual wisdom was stunned, feeling a subtle change.

Even if she has memories, she is not Xiao Muen. Xiao Muen and Xiao En are just two similar people cultivated by different living environments in two worlds. They have completely different life trajectories, which will naturally be noticed by those who are familiar with them. Clue.

It's as if you are pretending to be another person, even if you do it in a subtle way, but often only some details directly determined by psychology are revealed.

Maybe it's because the two of them are strikingly similar in some respects, or maybe it's because Master Li is so dazed and too lazy to pursue these troublesome things, he just spits out a smoke ring leisurely, his frosty eyebrows raised high as if they were alive, like portraits. En imparted his experience: "Your movements seem to be a lot rusty. Don't think that sharpening a knife is just an effort. In fact, it also needs to be controlled with ease. We should not think that the knife we ​​hold in our hands is a simple artifact without a soul. Knife is alive and is our regular customer—how to take care of the customer comfortably. At this time, we must consider his tolerance range and not lose his personal interests. Take care of him like a person Knife, this is the best way to do it."

Xiao En knew what he was saying: "Consider whether the steel edge is soft or hard. If it is soft, use a knife, and if it is hard, use a grinding wheel." And "don't let the annealing of the knife lose its rigidity." With a clean knife in his hand, his tone was very gentle, as if he had rubbed the knife into his soul long ago.

Therefore, craftsmen are so respectable.

After Master Li finished speaking, he saw that Xiao En was listening very seriously, and there was no irritation in his eyes. He knew that she had listened to it, and started talking about other things, chatting instead.

"You have a lot of free time now, so go and see Qiao Mu when you have time, how are those two boys Qiao Ze doing? I don’t know if they’re doing well or not.”

"Parents don't care about it, and if I, a grandfather, don't care about it, it will be chilling."

After losing his identity as a knife sharpener, Master Li is still an old man worried about his grandson.

"Okay." Sean replied, there were two vague shadows in his memory, but it seemed that he hadn't seen them for a long time.

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Ahhh it's over!

I am writing the outline of an article to be written in a few years, I am really planning for a rainy day