Lizard Keeping Diary

Munro's boat arrived at last.Schatz followed others to the port, but did not board the ship in the end.

In fact, no one was surprised, because Schatz had said days in advance that he would not be going back.

Lite thinks that he has a problem in his mind. Does he want to stay in a country that is about to impose a curfew and is becoming more and more unstable?

Schatz wanted to tell Lite the real reason, but he couldn't.He didn't say anything at all, but firmly chose to stay.

It was a torturous moment.He could only watch Li Te climbing up the boarding ladder, stopped halfway, looked back at him reluctantly, and was urged by the people behind him to speed up his steps to get on the boat.After that, there is no chance to breathe. Every passenger must keep up with the crowd and move forward, otherwise it will disturb the order.

Schatz stood far away and could no longer see his friend, but he still waited until the boat sailed, silently watching his compatriots leave.The familiar national flag fluttered in the air, taking away his last thoughts.

He becomes utterly alone.

Schatz walked back with arms folded, feeling colder than ever.

There are no Munro people on the street, and his different appearance is also reflected, making him look out of place.

He has places to go, but no home to return to.As the sky gradually darkens, this feeling will only become more obvious.

He thought about it carefully, who else could he go to, or stay alone.Nothing can change the fact.

He does not belong to this island, he will leave sooner or later, but where to go, it seems to be the same when I think about it, they are all single.

Perhaps he was still doing something wrong, and he should go back to Mabia, at least to meet the Guru.But is there still a chance now?who knows.

Schatz paced wearily through Broad Street and the alleys, and at one point tried to stop and yell.But it seems meaningless.

Finally gave up the idea, walked to a familiar road, and suddenly found an old woman pushing a cart to sell drinks, her back was still so hunched.

Hasn't she already done her job for this year?I thought there would be no more stalls in winter.Maybe he misunderstood what Sarov meant.

It's almost time.There is no good view outside either.Schatz entered the palace, because he is now the Queen's celebrity, so he was unimpeded, and there were servants on the way reminding him that Sir Dubes might appear later.A rare kind person.Shatz thought about it, and suddenly felt that it didn't matter.He is now inexplicably caught in a state where all four things are empty, and he feels that nothing is important anymore.I don't want to deal with it, anyway, I don't have any scruples, one person comes and one person goes.

When Shatz entered the dormitory, the first thing he saw was Dubas kneeling on the ground, with his head bowed, and Jielin standing in front of him was holding a long sword on Dubas' neck.For a moment, Shatz couldn't tell whether he was going to be beheaded or awarded a medal.

"You're here." Jielin glanced at him, "Come here, this bastard wants to make amends to you."

The long sword was retracted, and Dubas kept his kneeling posture, leaning slightly towards Shatz.

"I was rude in every possible way the day before yesterday, so I beg the forgiveness of Lord Magic Musician."

Completely different from before, Dubas' tone was very weak, as if he had been hungry for a few days.Schatz squatted down and found that Dubas was sweating and looked bad.He asked Dubes to get up, but was rejected.Lina whispered to him next to him that the knight's crimes must be forgiven first, so he sighed and said:

"I forgive you, get up."

"Thank you for your generosity."

After Dubas got up, he walked out with a limp without saying a word, without meeting anyone's eyes once in the whole process.

Jielin sat on the edge of the bed, and Schatz walked over, "What did you do to Dubes, Your Majesty?"

"It's nothing, just teach him a lesson for you. Okay?"

To teach his knights a lesson for him?Shatz dare not say that he has such a big face.Even if Jielin cared about the rumors in the palace, she wouldn't be so stupid that she couldn't tell the difference between insiders and outsiders.It was probably because of another reason.

"How did you sleep last night?" Schatz sat on the usual soft seat under Jielin's gesture, "Did you rest during the day?"

"Last night was fine." Jielin was a little distressed, "As for the day, I originally wanted to do what the doctor told you, but I would be interrupted if I squinted for 10 minutes, and then I had to wake up forcibly in order to work. Going back and forth again, the spirit is even worse.”

She's really not in a good spirits.Recently, Schatz has been helping her improve her sleep, and she has some understanding of her health status.

Jielin is usually not a light sleeper, but she is prone to dreaming, and needs to make up for sleep in order to stay awake for a long time.

Including Schatz, the people around Jielin worked hard to take care of the young ruler according to the doctor's advice.

"What do you want to hear tonight?" Schatz asked. "I'm learning something new. Interested?"

Unexpectedly, Jielin shook her head, "No."

Then, she was prepared to take out a book "Fairy Tale of the Clamshell" from under the pillow. It had a hard cover and was a little old.

She handed the book to Schatz, who took it and opened it, only to find that it was heavily read, and some pages were folded at the corners.

"This was my favorite book when I was a kid," Jayline told him. "Before I was six, my mother used to read the stories in it to me. There was a story about a little girl whose brother turned into a cat."

"Do you have a brother, Your Majesty?"

"No. My mother promised me that she would give me a younger brother. But she didn't, so she committed suicide."

Schatz clenched the book cover silently, looked at Jielin and yawned, leaned on the pillow and looked back at himself, "You know, I thought before that if you were with Sarov, I could listen to you every day." Playing the piano. Although it didn’t work out now, I’m still very happy, after all, you stayed.” She narrowed her eyes wearily, “It would be great if Sarov was here too... Sigh..."

Shatz said, "You're sleepy, Your Majesty, you'd better go to bed early."

"Yeah. But I still want to hear you finish that story."

Jielin ordered him to turn to page No.19, and read from there to page 25.Schatz did so.He read the story in a low tone with no ups and downs, as if without emotion, so steady that Jielin's head gradually tilted, and finally when he finished reading, he didn't move.

Shatz closed the book, put it aside, went to gently correct Jielin's sleeping position, and covered her with a silk velvet quilt.

A cup of warm liquid was handed over.Shatz was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Lina had made milk tea again.

Still the same point in time.It's just that this time Jielin went to bed much earlier, and her cup was placed by the bedside, which was useless.

Shatz planned to drink milk tea and leave. Anyway, the way back was getting colder and colder, so it's good to warm up now.

Just as he raised his glass, a snow-white figure suddenly flashed into his field of vision, attracting his attention.

little snowflakes.What are you doing at the bedside?

Shatz's eyes moved with the white cat, jumped from the ground to the table, lowered his head into the teacup, and licked it up.

It turned out that he was secretly drinking milk tea.Schatz laughed dumbfounded, but thought that the tea contained a lot of sugar, so it might not be suitable for animals to eat.

Maybe he should inform Lena.But it seems to be gone now.Just now he saw her enter the small room.

While thinking wildly, Xia Ci suddenly heard a short meow.When he refocused on the white cat, he found that it was convulsing all over, violently terrified, and began to vomit foam.In just a few seconds, the white cat fell to the ground, eyes open and motionless.

Shatz, who watched the whole process, lost all color in an instant, and hurried over to check the condition of the white cat.

Unusual stiffness of limbs.No pulse.Little Snowflake is dead.

Shatz slumped back and stared blankly at the ceiling.He doesn't understand how to handle the situation.But he is thinking.

After a while, Lina came out of the small room, holding two hangers, and was startled by Schatz's expression before she got close.

"What's the matter?" Lena asked in an inaudible voice, "Why are you staring at me like this?"

"You'll know when you come here," Schatz replied in the same voice, "Look what's at my feet."

Lina walked quickly after hearing the words. After walking around the big bed, the hanger in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a clacking sound.Facing the dead cat on the ground, Lina's face became as pale as Shatz's, or even worse.After a while, Lina turned her head to look at Shatz, both of them could see the horror in each other's eyes.