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The old bustard sold this tricky product, not to mention how happy she was, she squirmed when she walked, and almost hummed a little tune.She held the lamp aloft and waited ahead.Xu He wanted to leave at first, but as soon as he left, he heard a very slight whimper coming from the direction where the boy was staying.

The faint smell of blood is mixed with the smell of rotting bugs, and the cold and damp bottom of the ship is disgusting.

Slightly pungent.

Stopping, Xu He thought for a while, and said: "You go first, I have something to ask him when I stay."

The bustard is in a good mood, and she doesn't mind if Xu He wants to stay here forever.She winked and smiled: "Okay, you can stay as long as you want, my lord."

Until she twisted her waist and left here, the last bit of light disappeared with the sound of the wooden door closing.

Xu He raised his hand and took down a candle lamp hanging on the wall, illuminating the area an inch and three feet in front of his eyes, all of which were immature handwriting, one after another, the soft sails were neatly raised, as if they were flying in the sky. Riding the wind and waves in the sun.

With the little boy's longing deeply hidden in his heart, and the almost desperate obsession with the distance and hometown.

Wandering alone in a foreign land, but also sold to such a place, with different hair color, different language, bullied, but no one to sue.

Xu He sighed, this little brat is really unlucky.

The blond-haired little boy was like a small animal that couldn't see the light. When the candlelight approached, he gritted his teeth and let out an embarrassing roar. His sky-blue eyes were filled with blood, and he was fierce enough to die together.

"..." Xu He didn't dare to approach him anymore. Damn it, if he was bitten suddenly, who would he turn to for comment.

So I stood one meter away and watched quietly.Xu He didn't know what to say to the little kid in the irritable period, or the foreign kid, but the moment he saw this little boy for the first time, he felt very sad.

Maybe a little empathy too.

But he is much luckier than this little kid.

Xu He didn't know if the little boy spoke English, but as far as Chinese is concerned, the pronunciation of this era is very different from that of modern times, not to mention English, and the development of early English to modern times is probably completely different.

But even if it is completely changed, some very basic pronunciations should not have changed much.

So Xu He thought it over, held up a candle lamp, and said in a strange tone in the quiet night and moonlight: "...hello?"

Then silence.

Dead silence.

The atmosphere was awkward, the little boy in the corner was still alert, his sky blue eyes viciously guarding him.

"..."

So there is no hello in Old English?

I'm so tired, maybe it's more straightforward, maybe this kid doesn't speak English.

Heh, Xu He, who felt a little ashamed, insisted on fighting this language communication problem.

He took out the paper and pen that were used to record the data of the ship from his sleeve, squatted down, and put the lamp between him and the little blond boy.

——If it doesn’t work, try every ancient language. Anyway, he has the cheats given by the system, so just look for it in his mind.

The moment Xu He took out the pen, the little boy trembled with vigilance, his blue eyes hidden under the blond hair were full of fierce writing, and his scarred fingers tightly grasped the stone in his hand.

Write what?

Xu He brought himself into it for a while, if he went to sea by himself, he would drift to a foreign land alone.Falling into such a predicament, what he most wants to hear and see is only the tone of his hometown and the words of his hometown.

Content is second.

Then ask him where he is from.

Xu He searched in his mind, where are you from, and the expressions in various ancient languages.

Holding a pencil, I started to write slowly on the paper, just like drawing ghosts and symbols, twisted together.

It is densely spread on the paper, the moon is like water, the white paper and the black characters are distinct, line by line, column by column.

is from a world.

Greetings across the ocean and space.

When he wrote a line, Xu He clearly felt the boy's shock.

Boom, even the stone that had been held in his hand rolled down and rolled to Xu He's feet.

Xu He stopped writing, ancient Italian.

After he understood the language, it was easy to say anything. He turned the page, and on the other side, translated directly in his mind, and wrote: "Are you okay?"

Then, by candlelight, he held it up to the boy.

It can be said that it is very friendly and enthusiastic.

At this moment, the boy finally didn't resist like a trapped beast, and let the light illuminate his body, his watery slightly curly blond hair hung behind him, and his skin was milky white.He raised his head, his eyes were as blue as the sky, his pupils dilated, and he stared blankly at Xu He.

Xu He thought to himself, this is really a beautiful child, even in such a dirty and damp underground, it makes people feel indescribably bright.

Xu He took back the paper and planned to write something more, but the moment he pulled it back, the little boy suddenly stretched out his hand quickly, holding the end of the paper with his fingers, and refused to let go.

what.

Xu He was taken aback for a moment, then looked up again, but was startled.

Oh my god, this little kid is crying.

He cried very softly, biting his lips with white teeth like rice grains, his slightly curly golden hair stuck to his face, his nose was red, and his blue eyes were full of tears, continuously streaming down his cheeks.

Repressed and silent, that gaze made Xu He feel a little sad.

Let go of your hand and give the piece of paper to the little boy.

Tears wet the paper, blurring the handwriting, the little boy held the paper into his arms, and whimpered, long and desperate.

Xu He had mixed feelings for a moment.

He squatted on the ground and wanted to tell you not to cry, but this little kid couldn't understand.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have the habit of carrying the Rubik's Cube with him.I searched in my sleeve and found the Rubik's Cube that had been recolored countless times over the past four years.

I don't know if children are interested in toys.

"Here." Brother, you can play with this, and return the paper to me, I still have to write.

The little boy whose eyes were red and swollen from crying raised his head. He had acquiesced to Xu He's approach, but his body still resisted.

The colorful Rubik's Cube is in the boy's white palm.

The boy clenched the paper in his hand tightly, and after crying, his expression gradually became cold, still so withdrawn, indifferent and unkind.He sniffed and took the Rubik's Cube from Xu He's hand, but the paper was not returned to him.

"……"never mind.

He thought that the child must have been locked up here for a few days, and there was still a bowl of rotten rice on the ground. If he continued to starve, he would almost die.

"Let me take you something to eat." After he said it, he wrote it on the ground with a pencil and showed it to him.

Moonlight fell sparsely from the gaps in the deck. The little blond boy lowered his head and played with the Rubik's Cube with his tender white fingers. When his eyes stopped on the line of words, his fingers stopped, but he ignored it and continued to rotate the Rubik's Cube.In fact, he didn't know how to play.

"Are you going?" I wrote a lot of Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go.

But the little boy was surprisingly withdrawn and autistic, so he insisted on ignoring him.

He was not hungry, Xu He was a little hungry.He thought for a while, and simply reached out to grab the Rubik's Cube, "Go out and eat something first, and I'll play for you later."

And the moment he shot, it seemed to have touched the boy's most frightened point.He let out a loud cry, then turned his head while holding the Rubik's Cube.

Xu He didn't believe that he couldn't control a little boy, so he reached out to grab it, but the boy bit him on the back of his hand.

I fuck.

Pain pain.

——Damn it!

Xu He quickly retracted it, and he stood up, with a red tooth mark on his hand, almost bleeding, very hideous.

Anyway, the pain made him tear up.

Is this little kid a dog?

Heart is really tired.Forget it, he did almost everything he could do anyway.If you starve for a while, you won't die.

"All right, then I'll go first."

Holding the lamp, he turned around and was about to leave.

Counting the time, there might still be singing and dancing in the boat, so he went to Gu Xihuan's on the second floor to grab something to eat, and he was really hungry if he came out without eating.

Groping with one hand for the place where the child bit him, Xu He regretted it to death. Why does this kid have to risk himself when he is so guarded?

At that time, it would be fine to send him home directly on a ship.

He hadn't taken a few steps when there was a loud commotion behind him.

It seemed that he left without expecting him. The little golden boy's face was full of fear and astonishment, as if he was watching the only ship in the wild sea go away, and the cold moonlight fell.

Xu He walked up the stairs, the black-clothed boy's wrists were white, covered with a layer of powder under the lamplight.From a certain angle, the little boy can see Xu He's side face, the long eyelashes and red lips are reflected by the streamer, beautiful, like flowers blooming in the fields in his hometown.

Holding that piece of paper tightly in my hand, it became the storage point for all the fear of the unknown in my heart.

And with Xu He's departure, this fear of the unknown reached its peak - tears welled up in his eyes.

Xu He stepped onto the first step.

Suddenly a boy's voice came from behind, shouting something, with a crying tone.Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of footsteps on the deck, and the boy hurried over.

In the long night breeze, something hit the back.

Xu He's waist was hugged tightly with both hands, very hard, as if grabbing the last straw.

He was stunned.

The boy pressed his face against his back, and the silence followed.

It is the warmth of tears penetrating the skirt, scalding the skin.

For a moment, Xu He felt his soul was scalded by his sorrow.

He sighed, and hung the lamp in his hand on the wall next to him.

Then he turned around and looked down at the little blond boy who now only reached his waist.Looking at the little nest on the top of his hair, he suddenly felt that this kid was also a little cute.

Xu He slowly squatted down and looked at the little boy.

The little boy bit his lip, his nose twitched, the hedgehog-like indifference and withdrawnness imposed on him disintegrated, revealing the most original panic and sadness. He also looked at Xu He, tears streaming down, thinking He wiped it with his hands, but he held onto Xu He's sleeve tightly but dared not let go.If he left, the last bit of familiarity with this place would be gone.

Xu He smiled.

I thought to myself that this kid was crying so badly.

But he still didn't say anything, and slowly took his hand, there was no need to say anything, anyway, he didn't understand.

Leading him outside the cabin, the moment the moonlight and starlight shone across his head and face, the little boy who had been in the dark subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

Xu He led him up to the second floor from a small staircase outside.Although it was his first time here, he still found the room where Gu Xihuan was staying with ease.

Pushing open the door, Gu Xihuan was looking at the singing and dancing below with a lack of interest. She was startled and turned her head. When she saw Xu He, her eyes lit up, and then when she saw the blond child, the light faded. Gu Xihuan His jaw was about to drop: "Xu He, you you you you you——"

Xu He interrupted him: "Don't think about it, this kid is the designer of this ship."

Gu Xihuan swallowed the "hello" back, breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and looked down at the little boy with blond hair.But this little boy is shy of life and light. He has just cried, but he has a cold face, looking aside with aloofness, and he refuses to look at him even if he dies.

Gu Xihuan said: "...So why did you bring him here?"

Xu He was starving to death, so he sat down first, took some fruit to eat, and brought some pastries to the little boy along the way.The little boy took it slowly, nodded and chewed carefully.

While eating, Xu He said, "He was brought here because of a shipwreck. I was thinking, looking for the nearest ship to go to sea, and see if I can send him back."

Gu Xihuan was at a loss: "But you don't know where his home is?"

Xu He scratched his head: "That's right... I'll ask him for a map then." This kid seems quite smart, and he should also remember the general direction.

Gu Xihuan couldn't understand Xu He's kindness. After thinking about it, she could only express it like this: "Why are you so old and troubled?"

"..." What nonsense, Xu He turned around, looked at the little boy who was sticking out his tongue to lick the pastry foam on his fingers, turned around again, and said slowly: "Maybe, this kid has accumulated too many blessings in his previous life, so this time he can meet me."

"..." Gu Xihuan.

After the singing and dancing, Gu Xihuan closed the window very simply, not letting Xu He see it.

There was a high-pitched booing sound outside, mixed with the shrill laughter of the old bustard, and one didn't need to think about it to know what it was.

Xu He was a little speechless, too lazy to expose him.

He pulled the little boy, took another piece of paper, and wrote down what he meant clearly.If you want him to stay obediently in Cuiyan Pavilion, after a while, he will send someone to pick him up and take him home.

Come back home.

The little boy raised his head, the candlelight in his sky-blue pupils flickered slightly, and then quickly lowered his head.His fingers poked into the soft pastry, and his nose choked up again.

Xu He didn't plan to leave until the sound in the cabin died down and the guests gradually left the table.He talked all kinds of things to persuade the little boy who had been tugging on his sleeve and refused to let go, "You stay here, and I will pick you up when the time comes." He is in the palace now, and he can't bring the book boy and servant to take care of him. not him.And the general's mansion is several blocks away from here, so it's not easy to send it there.

After he finished this matter, he was a little tired.Standing on the deck, the breeze from the moat was cool, evoking many delicate emotions that he didn't usually notice.

After thinking for a while, Xu He took out his pencil again, wrote a sentence "This is my hometown where my heart is at ease" on the paper, and handed it to the little boy.

This sentence he translated into Old Italian.

It is also a good blessing.

The lights on both sides of the strait are not really fully lit until late at night.

The little boy with blond hair stared blankly at the words on the paper, then raised his head very high.

Cha Xuhe lowered his head and smiled.

Half light, cast shadows.

The cyan light was much more serious, but when it melted into the young man's smile, everything became gentle again.

"gone."

Gu Xihuan urged under the boat.

Xu He responded, broke away from the child's hand, and walked down.

Yingying Yanyan's soft words were accompanied by the night breeze.

Gu Xi smiled happily, pointed at the long street, and said meaningfully: "Are you interested?"

There is a tall pavilion on the long street, and a beautiful girl is in the building, with full eyebrows and red dimples.

Xu He also laughed, "Screw you."

Zheng Xianyi angry horse, young romantic.

Listen to the golden hazel in the painting building, and watch the beauties under the lamp.

And behind.

Blonde boy holds paper in hand.

He didn't understand where the loss came from, but the promise to go home made him feel the only warmth in this strange place.

How nice of him he thought.