Neverland

"...OK." Xu Muzhou gave him a thumbs up in admiration.

When it comes to finding mission clues, Xu Muzhou has an unusual filter for Yan Cen.However, the facts have also proved that Yan Cenouhuang's design can't fail, he can hit a hundred shots and use it whenever he is called.

Yan Cen weighed the notebook in his hand, feeling quite thick.

The notebook is covered with a thick cowhide case, which looks like it was sewn by hand. left behind by the friction of time.

This notebook should have been soaked in water, the entire notebook is a little wrinkled, and the edges of the pages have become hard and brittle, and slag will fall off when touched.

Yan Cen did not open the notebook hastily, but handed it to Xu Muzhou.

"Look." Yan Cen said.

Xu Muzhou clasped his coat with one hand, randomly found a clean-looking box as a stool, and by the light of a kerosene lamp, carefully placed the notebook on his lap, and gently opened it. up the cover.

This notebook is too fragile, Xu Muzhou has to look through it very carefully to prevent this suspected important physical evidence from turning into a pile of shredded paper in his hands.

But even so, the first page was still torn in half because it was glued to the leather case.

Since Xu Muzhou is willing to do this kind of meticulous work, Yan Cen is too lazy to do it. His eyesight can see things clearly in the dark without the help of a kerosene lamp, so he left the lamp to Xu Muzhou and continued on his own. Turn over the next few wooden shelves.

The things in the basement are placed in a mess, most of the things are piled up at the door, the more you go in, the more sparse the distribution of the sundries, it should be because Toya seldom goes in.

But Yan Cen walked all the way to the corner along the wall, only to find that there is also a small pile of things here.This pile of things is not thrown on the ground like the sundries outside, but neatly stacked in a corner of the room, there are about three or four cardboard boxes.

Judging from the tidying habits, these things don't look like Toya's handwriting.

Yan Cen half knelt down, took down several cardboard boxes one by one, and placed them on the ground one by one.

These boxes are not big, each one is only one meter square, and two of them have wooden shelves inside. Yan Cen used a wooden knife he just found to remove the wooden strips on the top, and found a box containing It's wine, and the other box is filled with tobacco, but it's all spoiled by sea water, and it looks like it's gone bad long ago.

The rest of the box was filled with miscellaneous sundries, pipes and the like, and a very crude compass.

Yan Cen roughly flipped through it, and confirmed that it was indeed not Toya's stuff. These things looked more like cargo brought by the voyage. There were some signs on the boxes of tobacco and wine, but it was a pity that they were washed away by the sea. .

Yan Cen didn't look much, he found a few clothes that didn't fit well and weren't too wet from the last box, and picked up a pair of high-top leather boots, gathered his brains together, stood up and went to Xu Muzhou go over there.

Xu Muzhou had already flipped through most of the notebook, and when he saw Yan Cen coming back, he raised his head and rubbed the slightly sore back of his neck.

Seeing this, Yan Cen threw the things in his hand to his side, squatted down, and rubbed his hands for him.

"Sour?" Yan Cen asked.

"It's okay, but my eyes are tired." Xu Muzhou pointed to the notebook on his knee, and said, "There should be pens and pencils for writing, and the pencil marks can be seen a little, but the pens are almost hydrated. There is a limit to what you can see."

Yan Cen hummed, and asked again: "What's the content?"

"I don't see too much." Xu Muzhou sighed: "But judging by the tone, this should be the No. 1 sailing diary, which is a bit like a crew member... It talks about shipping and also mentions transportation. Cargo and docks. It’s just that the specific situation is too blurred by the water, and I can’t see anything clearly.”

"I found this man's goods in the corner of the basement." Yan Cen said, "The owner of this note is no accident."

"Huh?" Xu Muzhou said, "How do you know?"

Yan Cen raised his chin towards him.

Only then did Xu Muzhou see the few pieces of clothing scattered beside him. It's no wonder that his eyesight is bad. The fabrics that couldn't see the color were tangled together, and it looked like there was no clothes at all. Just now he thought Yan Cen Come over with a bed sheet.

But something is better than nothing, I don't know if it's because of a low-grade fever or something else, Xu Muzhou always feels that this place is extremely cold, and his two exposed legs are a little red from the cold.

Xu Muzhou quickly rummaged through the pile of clothes, and finally found a pair of tattered straight-leg pants.

I don't know how long these clothes have been stored here, and they exude an unpleasant damp smell. Xu Muzhou is a little disgusted, so he reluctantly puts these clothes on the nightgown.

That man has an unbelievable figure, his pants are much longer than Xu Muzhou's legs, and his waist is also baggy, always falling down.

In this posture, Yan Cen helped Xu Muzhou roll up his trousers, and tucked them up obediently before putting on his shoes.

"This person is not supposed to be the person who delivers supplies to Toya on a daily basis." Yan Cen said, "I'm more inclined that he was also accidentally hit by a shipwreck like you and me. He should have lived here for a while —Maybe it’s not too long.”

"I think so too." Xu Muzhou agreed.

As Xu Muzhou said, he tore off a thick leather suture from another piece of clothing, and tied it around his waist as a belt.He has never been in a mission with such a bad environment since the beginning of Neverland. He has nothing to eat or drink, and he has to wear clothes. The big fluffy and clean bed, I just want to finish the task quickly and go back to the vacation - by the way, I ate the baked sweet potato that I didn't have time to eat... I will spend my honeymoon again.

Thinking of this, Xu Muzhou took a quick look at Yan Cen.

Yan Cen was lowering his head to tie the shoelace of his right foot. From Xu Muzhou's perspective, he could see his beautiful shoulders and back from the collar of his tattered clothes.

Xu Muzhou suddenly remembered that when he first came to Neverland, he had accidentally bumped into Yan Cen's good figure, but at that time he didn't know Yan Cen very well, and he seemed to be holding his breath and insisted on forcing him to look at him. My house was dressed so tightly that I never saw that kind of scene again.

——It's a bit of a loss, Xu Muzhou thought regretfully.If I had known that the person in front of me would eventually become a boyfriend, I should have obeyed my heart and looked more often.

Yan Cen didn't know what the little fox was thinking, he finished putting on Xu Muzhou's shoes, and then continued the topic just now: "Tuoya lives alone all year round, and her mind should be relatively single, not to say that she is too obsessed. Too complicated, if the seaman is—”

As soon as Yan Cen raised his head, he was blocked back before he even finished speaking.

Xu Muzhou succeeded in sneak attack, kissed him firmly, and licked his lips when he finally left, just like a little bully who molested good women in the street.

Xu Muzhou said contentedly: "Go ahead."

Yan Cen: "..."

It would be strange to continue talking!

For a moment, Yan Cen's mind went blank for a very short time, and he completely forgot the words he was going to say just now.

Xu Muzhou seemed to be pleased by Yan Cen's rare blank expression, he bent his eyes and swayed his legs, laughing like a little fox.

In fact, Xu Muzhou also felt that there was something wrong with his mentality - he seemed a little too excited.

Xu Muzhou has grown up so much, but in fact, he has never had any very pure joy, whether he is happy or sad, he also has these very normal emotions, but they are just drifting with the flow.

In other words, only when the general public feels that this matter should be happy, his subconscious mind just obeys this "should" to regulate his emotions.

Such as promotion, such as salary increase.

But in fact, most ordinary people will have their own unique "emotions". For example, some children will be happy after seeing snow, while others will be happy because of the clear sky.

Emotions such as happiness or sadness are not unique, what is unique is the meaning that starts from "self".

But Xu Muzhou has never had these, he has never had his own little secrets, nor has he had his own happiness, and Xu Muzhou has never had the "unspoken" relationship between most normal children and him when they were young. .

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there are not only unique emotions, but also other things-in the orphanage, the teachers belong to everyone, the dean belongs to everyone, the facilities are shared, and the dormitory is also shared.

Later in school, teachers, classmates, cafeteria—it seemed that everything that appeared in Xu Muzhou's life was like this.He has never owned anything all to himself, it seems that he has been sharing something with others for so many years.

But it seems to be different now.

At that moment just now, Xu Muzhou suddenly felt a kind of miraculous, very pure and childish happiness.

It is a bit similar to the mood of elementary school students holding a schoolbag full of snacks the night before the spring outing-it seems to be just an ordinary little thing, and it doesn’t even have any commemorative significance, but it can make people happy and happy, Then, unconsciously, my whole body was filled with secret and joyful emotions.

For Xu Muzhou, this kind of emotion came more than 20 years later than normal children, but this time it came aggressively, destructively, and caught people off guard. Children who have seen the world.

But if you think about it carefully, "emotion" is something that doesn't make sense.

——This person is mine, Xu Muzhou suddenly thought.

Unlike everything else in his life, it belonged to him alone.Yan Cen's connivance, liking, sadness, and even anxiety and fear are all because of him.

——I can't think about it any more, Xu Muzhou thought, if he thinks about it any more, he feels that he will be blown away by this infinitely inflated joy and self-satisfaction.

Xu Muzhou felt that this kind of unusual excitement was about to move in his bones, and he couldn't control it, it was writhing around him like having fun, and naughtyly urged him to say something to express it.

So Xu Muzhou decided to follow his heart, he lightly touched Yan Cen's knee with the toe of his shoe, and when he saw Yan Cen looking at him suspiciously, he pursed his lips, trying to control the unbearable smile on his face.

"Brother Yan." Xu Muzhou smiled and said, "I like you so much——"