Gray's body froze for a moment.

He was unprepared, and he was completely uncomfortable with such physical contact, especially a hug from a complete stranger.

Not in the environment in which he was born and raised, and even less so when he grows up.

It should be said that he is somewhat repulsive to such physical contact.

Gray lost his mother at a very young age, and with that lost the characteristic intimacy that came from his mother. The father was somewhat rigid and stern, with a deep-rooted ceremonial tradition peculiar to his aristocratic origins. Therefore, there is not a lot of close communication between Gray and his father, and after Angela's mother joins the family, they have a respectful relationship with each other.

With Gray's identity and personality, there are almost no people who can approach him, and Shaida is already an exception among the exceptions.

Thinking that the girl would unknowingly throw herself into her arms and cry when she lost control of her emotions several times, Gray realized that this was probably also in her natural blood.

That's how straightforward they are.

Shaida's mother hugged Gray like this, and only said: "Child, you have suffered, may the eagle god bless you, and you will never experience the suffering of the world again......"

A simple sentence suddenly shattered the ice-like shell of Gray's body. He heard something in his body shatter, his stiff limbs suddenly softened, his breath softened, and he even had the slightest urge to cry.

This strange woman, who knew all the pain she had experienced, was heartbroken and sad for herself, just like that girl.

Letting down his guard, Gray felt that he really felt the warmth of this embrace, warm, only tender love, and nothing else, as if he had lost the arms of his mother for many years.

Gray lowered his head, and the emotions in his heart were too strong for him to put into words, "Thank you."

It was as if a gap had been filled in an instant, and suddenly there was a lot of things.

The people here seem to be different from the people I usually associate with. They look at you in a different light, where all the aura and title you have are filtered, no one cares how much wealth and achievement you have, they see you only as a person through everything outside, and based on that, they understand you and communicate with you.

This made Gray feel incredibly relaxed, easier than he had ever been.

He also tried to indulge his emotions and feel the warmth of the hug uncontrollably, until Amina let go of him and took his hand instead, like a child, and at the same time, warmly beckoned everyone into the tent.

Roman Christopher witnessed all this, but this time, he was unexpectedly extremely quiet, and did not make any intrusive manners, like a quiet ordinary boy.

There was a fire burning in the tent, and it was surprisingly warm, not as cold as expected. In fact, when they got out of the car, several people found that the light down they were wearing was not enough at all, because the wind here was so strong that it could penetrate everything like a sharp sword.

Amina brought out snacks for everyone to sit around the fire and rest, while rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find some winter clothes for them to try on.

Gray and Roman wore the clothes of Shaida's father Eskar, sheepskin jackets and sheepskin coats, both of them had white faces, tall figures, and wore the rough clothes of herdsmen, which had an indescribable charm. Even Amina exclaimed, "I've never seen such a handsome young man on the prairie!" ”

As for Angela, who changed into Shaida's winter coat, Amina liked her even more, and kept pulling her by her side, asking this and that.

Shaida sat cross-legged beside Gray and whispered, "Tonight at the Patriarch's place, there is a banquet to welcome you, and if there are guests from afar, it will be like this, I hope you will not feel bothered." If there's anything you don't like or don't like, please let me know! ”

Gray shook his head and said, "No, I like it, it's all good." ”

In fact, Shaida has always been worried, afraid that the enthusiasm of her family and clan will frighten them. Gray, in particular, is a quiet person who may not be able to adapt to such a scene.

Now Gray's reaction relented her, for his breath seemed pleasant and peaceful—he wasn't a man of his own words.

Although Gray was mentally prepared, the welcome banquet that night was still lively beyond his expectations.

In the patriarch's house, there is a very large tent, which is supposed to be used for gatherings. There was a fire burning in the tent, meat was being barbecued, and there were so many people who came that it felt like the whole clan was all together.

If it weren't for winter, I'm afraid the feast would have been set up in the open field, and in that case, there would have been more people and more lively.

The tables are low, long tables, and people sit almost exclusively on the floor. Shaida was afraid that Gray's legs would hurt when she sat like that, so she greeted her mother in advance and arranged a place for the guests to sit more comfortably and without curling her legs. The herdsmen don't have a sense of rules, as long as the guests can feel comfortable, then how comfortable they come, everything is casual.

The table is full of food, cups and bowls are rich colors that are not common in Nishinokuni and Kitanokuni, and the various hand-woven blankets are decorated everywhere, all of which have a strong exotic atmosphere.

Shaida looked at the food on the table and felt a little worried.

Today, in order to entertain guests, the tribesmen specially slaughtered cattle and sheep and carefully cooked food according to the custom of welcoming guests. On the table are large plates of finger meat, milk tea, yogurt, all of which are high-calorie. Now it's winter again, and there are no fresh vegetables at all, only a thick soup made of dried vegetables and meat, a few pickled cucumbers, and even fruits are only dried candied fruits that are dried at harvest time.

As far as Shaida knows, these are almost all taboos in Gray's diet.

Because of his injury, he was unable to maintain his normal amount of exercise, so in order to maintain his condition, he was more demanding in terms of diet than the average dancer.

She wanted to say sorry to Gray, but before she could say anything, her mother was already picking up food in front of Gray.

Ever since she heard her daughter tell her about Gray, Amina's heart has already begun to overflow with maternal love. She felt that this boy was so distressing that she couldn't wait to give him all the best in the world.

"Come on, eat more, look at you, this child, how can you lose weight like this!"

Gray is indeed slightly more slender than the average male dancer, which is due to genes, and has been like this since he was a teenager. But his strength is good, every muscle is fully trained, and he is naturally explosive. Although there is little place to use it now, he has always tried to maintain this state.

Such muscle lines could not be seen under the wrapping of clothes, especially in the eyes of a loving mother, and only felt that the boy was so thin that he was almost weak.

It must have been too much suffering to be tortured like this!

Shaida hurried to stop her mother and told her not to force others like this. But before he could speak, he saw Gray nod in response, and began to eat the mutton on the plate in front of him with relish.