"Mr. Bong, are we going to leave here tonight?" Feeling the force coming from under my armpits, Mr. Bong carried me into the carriage. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis is the carriage that has been with us since I came into contact with Mr. Bong, but the horses pulling the cart have changed several times.

In this other world, I am already ten years old, and I am not as tall as an ordinary human child of seven or eight years old. Coupled with the fact that I was quite weak, it was almost impossible for me to climb on my own strength to climb a carriage almost at the same height as my height—although I tried it, but in the end I was able to get it up with the help of Mr. Bong.

"Well, let's go now." Mr. Bong smiled and rubbed my head. Personally, I still like him doing this to me, it's very comfortable, isn't it?

The gauze tent was pulled down, and the jolting of the carriage signaled the fact that we were already on the road.

In fact, Mr. Bong still looks quite young when he shaves his beard, although he shows an aging attitude and an interest in growing a beard.

However, it is embarrassing that his stray beard, which will never grow longer until it grows forever, is still useless no matter how much he prunes it to promote growth.

Obviously, the beard is shaved clean, and the little face is quite handsome! It's really unpleasant to have unreasonable persistence in a strange place! So my daily way of waking Mr. Bong has become a daily plucking (0/1).

Mr. Bong has powers beyond ordinary people, so in my opinion, that's magic, right?

He knew a bit about medicine, and he was constantly researching all kinds of reagents - except for the process of refining the herbs, which seemed to use that kind of power, everything else seemed to be like a chemical laboratory.

Since I was born, Mr. Bong and I have been on a journey. He seems to be doing research travel, but in reality it is more like he is looking for something. I've had times when I couldn't help but ask him, but at that time, he usually smiled and took me into his arms, like a square pillow; Then there was silence until I fell asleep.

If Mr. Bong wanted to say it, he would have told me.

Besides, I don't have to know if Mr. Bong is looking for something.

Therefore, I generally don't talk too much about these unnecessary questions. It's like suddenly leaving the town overnight.

Unlike the well-built roads in the previous life, the carriages traveled on rough forest paths. Although I have long been accustomed to this bumpy, I still forgive me for not being able to say that it is easy to say that it is leisurely! Today, however, was a bit unusual—if you were to follow the usual schedule, you would have to rest for an hour if you let the carriage run on and on for an hour.

The discomfort caused by the jolting of the carriage was caused by the faster speed, and it had been running for two hours in a row, and even the horses would be tired!

Although Mr. Bong still had that gentle smile on the surface, his breath was much heavier than usual.

I don't want to ask more, it's because of my trust in Mr. Feng, it's just that people's thinking moves involuntarily!

What has Mr. Bong experienced today?

On the optimistic side, it may be joy and impatience.

But on the other hand, it could also be nervous and scared?

As usual, we traveled to an unknown village. Mr. Bong would go into the village to inquire about some things, and by the way, he would treat the sick in the village, and if he needed to stay for a while, I would also be taken into the village together. If I just stayed for a while, I found a place outside the village to rest where I was, after all, my physical strength was not very good.

But today, I was taken into the village together, and I thought I would stay for a while, but this was the first time I left overnight.

I hope I got a clue to what I've been looking for! I'm very happy if I can make Mr. Bong happy!

I sat in the carriage and pulled up the corner of the gauze tent, looked at Mr. Bong's tall back and smiled softly, and the discomfort that began to flood in my head instantly dissipated. Nothing will change, and Mr. Bong and I will continue on our journey!

No matter what happens, Mr. Bong will always stay with me!

The night seems to be deep, and the pleasant temperature makes it impossible to be annoyed; The forest was silent, except for the sound of wildly beating horses' hooves throughout the avenue. Everything was so calm, and as the depression in my brain escaped, my hanging heart slowly fell.

Naturally, a sense of sleepiness came up, and I closed my eyes and took a nap - I wonder what kind of interesting place I and Mr. Bong will arrive at tomorrow?

Will there be a lot of delicious fruits?

Being reborn as a deer girl also means being a vegetarian, and the taste buds that can taste the deliciousness of meat are all converted into fruits, sweets, and foods like spicy are in hell mode for me right now - no kidding! Eating that stuff will kill you!

However, accidents always happen without warning.

Suddenly, the carriage came to a sharp stop, accompanied by the neighing of horses. And I, who was addicted to fantasy and defenseless, also turned inside the car because of this sudden braking.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurt......s," I straightened up and gently rubbed my forehead, and when I braked, I slammed forward and slammed into the floor of the car due to inertia, and a bag must have grown on my forehead.

But what happened?

My little heart, which had just quieted down, was beating faster than before, and an uneasy breath was permeating.

frowned, and his mind was full of thoughts about his previous life in a mental hospital.

No! I don't want it!

Don't leave me here alone!

I'm scared!

Who are you? Where are you taking me?!

No! No!

Pain! It hurts! Stop it! Stop!

Who's coming? Who's going to save me? Take me out of here! I don't want to be alone!

……

A large, warm hand ran through my hair and rubbed it gently.

So familiar, so warm...... Who is it? This feeling......

"Nightmares again?"

"Mr. Bong, Mr. Bong?" The gray-white moonlight shone through the gap between Mr. Bong and the open veil, and Mr. Bong's silhouette was also reflected crystal clear, looking like an angel - if there were a pair of outstretched wings.

Mr. Bong wiped away the tears from my eye sockets with both fingers, and whenever I think about my past life, I always cry out of it, even in my dreams.

"Mr. Bong, you ...... You won't leave me...... Right? "Today, surprisingly, I hugged Mr. Bong's arm and asked questions that I had been afraid to ask.

Why?

Because, at this moment, even if I see Mr. Bong's face, I still can't calm down.

I could feel Mr. Bong's mood right now—it was a sadness, the opposite of happiness or indifference, painful and overwhelmed.

As a deer girl, what makes me different from ordinary humans is, of course, not just in my appearance. Aside from some differences in behavior, I can feel the emotions of a creature at this moment.

Yes, not only humans, but even beasts, insects, and even plants, I could feel their emotions - happy, sad, calm, angry; Joy, anger and sorrow, as long as you look at it, you can understand it in your heart.

Mr. Bong, who has always been with me, naturally knows this, but ......

"Well, of course not, our little deer is so cute, the stupid will be willing to leave." Mr. Bong had his usual gentle smile, but his eyes revealed great sadness to me.

Mr. Bong picked me up, and I was able to meet his gaze from a horizontal angle with my waist at arm's level. A heavy and rapid snort came to my face, and even if I didn't have that ability, I should know how disturbed Mr. Bong's heart was at this moment.

"Where are we going?" Watching him carry me out of the carriage made my heart tighten even more.

"Take you to rest for a while." Mr. Bong dodged my gaze and pretended to be calm and looked straight ahead.

"Rest?"

"Uh-huh......" When the carriage was less than half the size of my sight, he came under a tree and tried to lay me in this thick bush, and I obviously wouldn't let go, and I knew that if I let go, I would probably never pick me up again in my life.

"Little deer, good, you rest here for a while, and I'll be back soon." After saying that, Mr. Bong also felt the first distrust that came from me.

He smiled wryly and rubbed my hair with his other hand. "Good guy, let go, I'll come back if I really go, don't you still believe me?"

"Really...... It's true? "My heart trembled, how could I not trust Mr. Bong? He's the most admired person in my life...... But......

"Well, of course, little fool, didn't I say that?" He smiled sadly and poked my forehead with his index finger to hide his panic.

"Then, I'll go too, I'm not tired at all, you see! I don't need to rest at all! As I spoke, I took the palm of his hand that was stretched out to me with one hand, and my body throbbed in place, showing off the amount of physical strength I had left.

I can probably guess that Mr. Bong may be going to do something dangerous, it's something he decides, I won't, and I don't have the right to gossip, but if he really never comes back, I'd rather die with him.

What's the point of my existence in a world without Mr. Bong?

Mr. Bong also knew very well how much I depended on him, and when he sighed politely and just wanted to say something, he immediately stood silent and looked up.

This behavior also frightened me, and I leaned close to Mr. Bong's side and looked around like him.

Mr. Bong took me into the woods, where the moonlight made it difficult to see the surroundings clearly, and the subtle "shivering" sound in the grass made it even more frightening.

"Your Excellency, please show up! Bong has been waiting for a long time. Suddenly, Mr. Bong drank into the void, as if he had expected someone nearby.

"Hahaha, Mr. Feng, I haven't seen you for ten years, don't come to harm!" After a burst of hearty laughter, a group of people in cyan guard uniforms came from all sides with swords in a surrounding shape, looking like nearly half a hundred people, and the leader should be the guy in a different blue shirt and talking.

Are these people all here for Mr. Feng?

What to do?

Mr. Bong......