Reborn Ancient Western Europe

After a whole night of tossing, Gray rarely overslept the next day.It was almost noon when he came down from the upstairs bedroom.

The snow had just stopped, and the thin sunlight fell through the gaps in the clouds, creating a dreamy golden color.All the curtains in the hall were opened, and the white snow reflected the sunlight, lighting up the living room, making it a bit dazzling.

The fire had died out, and there was a thick layer of ash in the hearth, and there were still a few unburned logs with scarlet sparks dancing on them.

Eudora crouched in front of the fireplace, curled up, half-closed her eyes in a daze.Gray noticed that although she had changed her slippers, the bottom of her trousers was wet.

"You went out? In this weather?" Gray asked.

Eudora opened her eyes, looked at Gray with a strange expression for a while, and then replied casually: "I was going to find Mrs. Louis, but the snow was bigger than I thought, and the way out was blocked gone."

Gray glanced out of the window, and in his field of vision was a boundless expanse of white, the earth was covered tightly, and only a little dark brown of dead wood or stone was exposed in very few places.

"Is it serious?" Gray asked.

Yudora turned her head, seemed to be thinking about something, and then answered after deliberation: "It's hard to say."

Even though today is a sunny day, the temperature has not risen significantly.Besides, no one knows how long this good weather will last.

"If it doesn't snow in the last week, there shouldn't be anything serious." Eudora only said the good part, but didn't say what would happen if it snowed.But Gray also knew that it was definitely not an easy situation.

"Mrs. Louis probably won't come anytime soon." Gray said, sitting opposite Eudora, frowning slightly distressed.

Eudora looked at him with the same strange expression, which made Gray feel uncomfortable all over.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Yudora paused, and asked simply: "You didn't do it?"

Gray can be sure that his face must be red, he glared at Eudora, and asked in a low voice almost gnashing his teeth: "How do you know?"

Eudora blinked innocently, and asked back: "Know what? Know that Angus came out of your room in the morning, or know that you didn't do it?"

Gray was blocked by her words and couldn't speak.He froze for a while, looked around, and then suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Is Angus here?"

Yudora nodded, and said with a bit of disapproval: "This snow can stop me, but it can't stop him."

Gray felt a little stuck in his heart, but couldn't tell why.

"Do you know where he went?" Gray asked.

Yudora gave him a strange look and said, "You don't even know, how could I know?"

"Besides, compared to that kind of boring thing." Eudora picked up the tongs next to the fireplace, flicked the hot ashes boredly, looked at Gray and asked, "You know how to cook, right? hungry."

Gray and her stared at each other for a while, then he was defeated and walked into the kitchen resignedly.Yudora followed him into the kitchen, watched him handle the materials neatly, shook her head and sighed: "You really know how to cook."

Gray was busy with his work and ignored her.

Eudora got bored after watching it for a while, and she returned to the fireplace in the living room, struggling to rekindle the fire.

Angus didn't come back all day.

Gray and Eudora played chess in front of the fireplace for the whole afternoon, until the sky became dark, and the north wind howled again in the dark night.

"It looks like he won't be back today." Yudora dropped the chess piece in her hand, got up and went to the window, and closed the curtains.

Gray stared at the chessboard, feeling unspeakably irritated in his heart.However, this kind of emotion, he does not want to be seen.So, he also dropped the chess pieces in his hand, said good night to Yudora, and went back to the room.

Yudora looked at his back and sneered, then shook her head and left the hall as well.

Angus still didn't come back the next day.Although the temperature did not rise, the weather continued to be sunny.

Eudora and Gray found the entrance to the cellar, where besides the stored wine, there were also some winter food.Gray tried to make soup with jerky, and it was unexpectedly delicious.

On the third day, everything remained the same.

Gray and Udora continued to play chess, winning and losing evenly. Both of them began to feel a little bored, but they couldn't find a better pastime.

Lunch was still soup, and Eudora ate the last of their veggies under the pretext of staying in shape.

It wasn't snowing, it was still sunny.

On the fourth day, Angus still did not come back.

Neither wanted to play chess anymore, so they decided to play a homemade card game.

Lunch was terrible.

Eudora drank a lot of wine, stood on the table without changing her face and sang opera for half an hour.Gray thinks her vibrato is very distinctive, and her treble is amazing.

Eudora said, in fact, Asa's greatest hobby is to play multiple roles and play a whole drama by himself.

Gray pretended not to hear this sentence.

The firewood was running low, and Gray extinguished the fireplace.

On the fifth day, Yudora didn't come out of the room until noon.

Gray took a similar substitute and cooked a bowl of hangover soup, and sincerely proposed to her about her development prospects in the opera world, and was decisively stared at.

Eudora expressed with a hoarse voice, this was the first time she was drunk, and she never knew that drinking could hurt her throat so much.

The cards are boring, and Eudora mostly relies on intuition to play cards, and even so, Gray is not her opponent at all.

It got dark very early this day.

On the sixth day, it was cloudy, and another snow was just around the corner.

Eudora stood at the window all morning, then decided to go back to her room and sleep.

Gray spent a lot of time thinking about the menu, and finally decided to make soup.

Angus still didn't come back, Eudora and Gray decided that if he didn't come back tomorrow, they would go to his room to share his bedding.

That night, it snowed, and the snow continued to fall until dawn.

On the seventh day, the sky cleared up, and the temperature finally started to pick up.

"At least, this cold snap is over."

Eudora nestled on the sofa and said wearily: "However, we can't hold on for long."

They are out of firewood.

Gray looked at the house and considered whether to start with the wooden boards upstairs or start with the stairs first.He was going to put the bed and chair last.

To be honest, he thinks this approach is actually a bit cool, a bit like surviving in the wild.

But considering Udora's current sluggish state, Gray regrettably buried his interest deeply in his heart.

A travel lover like her probably really has no way to understand Otakuichi's living conditions, let alone get used to it.

There is a ready-made method to speed up the melting of snow.

Gray and Eudora spent the morning spreading the ashes that had accumulated in the fireplace onto the snow outside.Little knowledge about the depth of color and the strength of heat absorption, I didn't expect that it would be useful one day.

Gray sprinkled a big SOS on the snow in a wicked way, and finally spent a few little plum claws.Udora stood aside and watched for a long time, and finally added a fat bun-shaped thing beside it.

But there is no Chinese food here.

So this day's diet finally changed at dinner time. Gray bravely used the remaining materials in his hand to make a pot bottom full of change and innovation.

When the first batch of ingredients was boiling in the pot, and Eudora and Gray's forks were ready, the unlocked door was suddenly slowly pushed open.

"Excuse me, are these Miss Eudora and Mr. Gray?"

The visitor stood there looking at them with a gentle smile.With brown hair and amber eyes, his body seemed to carry the salty smell of the sea breeze from Deimos City.

Casio, Beth's husband.

Grey looked at him, staring blankly, feeling a chill rushing through the opened door all the way to his body, trying to tear open his skin and get in.

Yudora looked at them blankly, then dropped the fork in her hand.The metal fork fell onto the white porcelain plate, making a crisp sound.

It's really not the right time, she thought as she glanced at the steaming pot.