At the end of the year, Qinglang City, which had been gloomy for two days, finally ushered in a goose feather snowfall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Al sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, and the snowflakes spread out on top of Al's head in both directions, so that not a single snowflake fell on Al's body.

Taking a sip of tea, Al looked at the falling snowflakes and felt quite comfortable.

Today is exactly half a year since Al came to the Eastern Continent, and it has been three months since the last time Liu Zhi left angrily, and in these three months, Al can feel that there are many places in Qinglang City that are aimed at him, such as the Imperial Library of Qinglang City, which Al visits from time to time, and refuses Al's entry on the grounds that Al is a visitor from the Western Continent.

Al didn't care about this, he went into the library to read books just a pastime, and after making sure that there was no information he needed in the Qinglang City Library, he didn't have that urgency to enter the Qinglang City Library.

As for other aspects, there are countless small targets like this, but none of them can really cause any big trouble to Al, after all, in Qinglang City, the behemoth of Gelang and Lanyang Auction House, who is the deputy city lord, has given Al great protection, so Al's life has not been affected in any way.

After drinking the tea in the teacup, Al sighed softly and said to Bruno, who was standing behind him, "Bruno, go and prepare two teacups, there are guests coming." ”

Nodding slightly, Bruno immediately left the snow-free space around Al, returned to the house in the snow, took out two teacups, and placed them on the table where there were no snowflakes either.

And just when the two teacups were put down, a team of people wearing black bottoms and embroidered red robes came to the front of the small courtyard, among which the old man who followed the middle-aged man who walked in front was Jiang Quan, a fifth-level bloodline knight with Xuanying blood.

Before walking to the courtyard, Jiang Quangang wanted to reach out and push the door, but was stopped by the middle-aged man, he looked at Al through the low courtyard door of the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Travelers are here, I don't know if you can ask for a cup of tea?"

When Al heard this, he reached out and refilled the two cups with tea, and said, "Since you are here, come in and have a glass of water, Bruno, and you go and prepare some hot water for the entourage of the gentleman outside." ”

The middle-aged man took Jiang Quan to sit on the stone bench opposite Al, Jiang Quan did not drink the tea in front of him, but just looked at Al lightly, but the middle-aged man was quite enthusiastic, picked up the teacup in front of him and drank the tea in small sips, and while drinking, he showed a smile, as if he was tasting some kind of deliciousness.

"Tea is not good tea, and water is just this rootless snow water, I hope it can enter your mouth. ”

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man put down the teacup and motioned for Jiang Quan to add water to his cup, and then said: "Master El, Jiang Quan was inevitably a little inappropriate to do things last time, here I want to apologize to you for Jiang Quan's behavior, in addition, I don't know if I can let me see Sha'er, carefully calculated, I haven't seen her for nearly thirteen years, she was only four years old when she left me, and now she should be seventeen years old." ”

Sighing, Al looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I can't decide for Misha, I need to ask her to see what she means, if Misha doesn't want to see you, then I can only be sorry." ”

Smiling and nodding, the middle-aged man said, "Please ask Master El to ask Misha, I can accept any result." ”

Hearing this, Al gestured to the spell standing at the door of the room, and it didn't take long for Al to see Misha walking out a little nervously, she first looked at Al, then turned her head to look at the middle-aged man, and after a long time, she walked to Al and sat down, bowing her head slightly, so that people could not see her expression clearly.

The middle-aged man looked at Misha, who was sitting next to Al, and he hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Sha'er, why don't you look at me, I am your father." ”

Shaking her head, Misha said, "You are not my father, my father, my father is dead, you are not him." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't feel a trace of dissatisfaction, he thought about it, and directly tore off the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the part of the inside of his left arm close to the armpit, at this time he looked at a birthmark on the inside of his left arm, and said: "Sha'er, our Ying family's direct bloodline has such a birthmark, in the same place, this is the curse of our Ying family, and it is also the source of our Ying family's strength, you look at the same part of your left arm, whether there is also an exact birthmark." ”

Misha doesn't need to look at it to know that that part of herself has the same birthmark as a middle-aged person, in fact, Misha has realized since she was rescued by Al that she is probably not the daughter of her parents who originally thought she was, but Misha has always refused to admit it.

Slowly shaking his head, two tear stains flowed down the sides of Misha's cheeks, looking at Misha's appearance, the middle-aged man and Al sighed almost at the same time.

At this time, Al reached out and patted Misha's shoulder lightly, and said, "Misha, cheer up, there are some things that you always have to face, not to mention...... After all, he is your father, don't you want to meet your relatives, I remember when I was still on the Western Continent, you told me that it would be nice to have some brothers and sisters, or relatives, and now your wish has come true, you not only have relatives, but also a father, shouldn't you be happy?"

"But...... But ......"

"No, it's your father who is sitting in front of you now, but it's also your father who died, and recognizing your true father doesn't mean you have to abandon the past, right?"

Listening to Al's persuasion, Misha gradually stopped crying, she slowly raised her head to look at the middle-aged man, opened her mouth, but found that she still couldn't scream, just a little anxious, but found that the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Misha's cheeks, that warm feeling, so that Misha's originally somewhat chaotic heart instantly calmed down.

Looking at Misha and the middle-aged man, Al smiled slightly, glanced at Jiang Quan, and the two of them left the stone table together, leaving a place for Misha and the middle-aged man to talk well.

As for the snow-free space that was originally created because of Al, it did not disappear with Al's departure, and with the middle-aged man, a person who El can't see the depth clearly, some snowflakes are naturally not a problem. (To be continued.) )