The rainy season only began to slow down on the afternoon of the second Monday.

The weather was cooler, and the sky was covered with misty clouds all day. A beam of white lightning streaked through the clouds, and then struck vertically to the ground, splitting the lone tree that stood on the edge of the field in half in an instant. The paths in the fields were muddy and almost entirely filled with muddy puddles formed by truck tires. As far as the eye can see, all that is immersed in the desolation of the humid air, those ears of wheat that have been blown by the wind and bent by the rain, are lying on the earth in the twilight.

In the long street of Nazavia, where the rain and fog falls, some potholes and potholes are hoarded with rainwater. As far as the eye can see, the puddles are full of gray diagonal edges and corners of the house. You can also see the white and translucent gray sky.

"Hey, what are you looking at on the ground?"

Behind me, there was an unpleasant engine sound. Xu Shaohao, who came out in a black jacket, was still dressed with a helmet and a backpack tied to the back seat of the car.

The sassy autumn wind struck, stirring Du Xiaoxu's clothes and the soft and slightly curly, long green hair swaying chicly. She waved her arms to the sky and stretched out in the long empty street of just the two of them.

"Yawn, huh? It's Brother Shaohao—"

"I'm going to deliver something to your third aunt later, you go and help grandpa take care of the store, do you hear?" Xu Shaohao's tone of voice was like a command. He also deliberately scratched the eyepatch of his helmet, revealing his serious sharp gaze inside.

"Huh? Oh, I ...... Will be going back soon. Du Xiaoxu smiled hesitantly. Her "ah" sounded both surprised and lost, as if it interrupted the fun at this time.

Drip...... Drip...... Drip...... Drip......

Xu Shaohao was waiting with a sigh, he suddenly turned his head to look, and saw that the rain was sliding down the roof of a certain store. There was a crisp popping sound from the glass pane that dipped into one side of the wall and into an empty orange plastic bucket directly under the eaves.

Du Xiaoxu walked towards him, and after a few simple words of explanation in a sullen manner, he stepped on the accelerator and drove off the street.

"Pay attention to safety on the road, Brother Shaohao!" Looking at Xu Shaohao's shadow gradually disappearing into the rain and mist, Du Xiaoxu's heart slowly sank without a sound. She blinked her eyelashes slightly, clutched her palms, and obediently walked back to the grocery store.

A week went by in the blink of an eye.

For the past week, Du Xiaoxu has lived almost the same life every day. According to the tradition in the town, he is about to reach the age when he should get married, but who will he marry in the end - is it difficult to achieve Xu Shaohao, the guy who comes out from time to time to bubble? Or, or who else could there be?

Thinking of this, her enthusiasm for pushing the door was like being poured with a basin of cold water, and it was suddenly gone.

"Grandpa! I'm back—huh? Pushing open the door, Du Xiaoxu's first words when he came in were to say hello. She looked up and saw the old man sitting at the front desk, concentrating on an old book. And what surprised her the most was that in the corner of the front desk sat a man with mud on the back of his clothes.

That back looks familiar, as if you've seen it somewhere. But if you don't see the face, it's really hard to guess who he is.

It was too dark in the house, so I turned on the lights early. The orange light shines on the shelves and the wooden tables at the front desk, which is complex and beautiful.

"Eh, what is this?" Du Xiaoxu was about to walk inside, when he suddenly paused.

"Is it Xiaoxu?" The familiar voice came from the front of the figure who turned his head slightly.

The old man didn't speak, but slowly raised his head and looked at Du Xiaoxu who was stunned in the middle kindly.

"Huh?" Du Xiaoxu blinked, she wanted to step forward to see it for herself, but the other party turned around first.

"I, Qingtang Meteorite." Qingtang Fengfeng turned the corner of his gloomy and sad eyes, and smiled sourly at Du Xiaoxu's stunned appearance. Before she could speak, he turned his head back and leaned forward, his arms propped up on the front desk.

"Yes, you?" Du Xiaoxu's face became a little excited, she put aside all her worries and stepped forward, standing at the front desk, and secretly glanced at the side of Qingtang Feng.

He seemed upset, pursing his lips and his eyes dark.

"Huh, Meteorite? You're not with that...... What Cen went with him? Du Xiaoxu asked two questions in a row. She also glanced at the old man's reaction, and the old man showed a very flat look at it. It seems that after he left the house at one o'clock in the afternoon, and then before he entered the door at two o'clock, they had been sitting and talking for a long time.

Qingtang Meteor sat and remained silent for a long time.

“……”

"Xiaoxu," at this time, the old man suddenly called Du Xiaoxu. At the same time, he took out a few coins from the drawer and reached for her before he could say what was the matter.

"Huh? Grandpa, what's ......"

"Help grandpa go out and buy some food, can you?"

The old man's meaning was obvious, he just wanted to get rid of her-Du Xiaoxu saw this move and instantly understood. She half-smiled, hurriedly reached out to take it, and asked, "Oh, what kind of grandpa should I buy?" ”

"Let's buy some of them all."

"Well, then I'll go to Grandpa." Du Xiaoxu nodded his head hurriedly. She suddenly realized the awkwardness in the air, and had to hurry out of the grocery store so that the two could continue to discuss topics she couldn't even hear.

Click.

Du Xiaoxu pushed open the door and walked out, until her staggering footsteps disappeared into the long street, drowned out by the sound of the whirring wind.

There was a brief silence in the room.

"You, go on." The old man reopened the book on the table, squinting intently as he read the words on it.

After receiving the old man's affirmation, Qingtang Meteorite hesitated for a second. He hugged his palms together, still unable to hide the restlessness in his heart. The resolute lips trembled, and it was clear that there was something to say—I don't know whether to ask or say those things first.

"What's wrong?" After half a day of silence, the old man naturally turned the pages of the book and asked him calmly.

"Now, V...... The people of the Vitn-ang organization are hunting me down everywhere. Qingtang Fengfeng lowered his eyes and saw that his fingers were rubbing repeatedly, conveying the emotional changes in his heart.

"Why did you go after you?" The old man stopped reading suddenly, glanced slightly at the expression on his face, and asked.

"Why? I'd like to ask you about the Elemental King. Qingtang Fengfeng bit his lower lip and contracted. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Dawn Claw Book House in Tsukashita Castle" for free for the first time.