But the innocent girl didn't know what it thought at all, and every time they met, she pestered it and kept begging. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And so, when the girl came to her lodgings again, she saw a beautiful silver-haired boy of her age. Looking at this undressed guy, the girl screamed and covered her eyes, while the boy next to her looked at her reaction with a dazed expression.

"Clothes, clothes!" her fluttering face and unstable voice exposed her panic.

"Strange, why are you not frightened when you see my claws and fangs, but panic at such times?" asked the boy, tilting his head.

"Of course it's because you're not dressed!" cried the girl, startling the birds in the trees. "Claws and fangs?" Suddenly, the girl realized something, "You can become human!" She took a few steps forward in surprise, covered her face and turned around, "Put your clothes on!"

Finally, the boy made a dress out of leaves and put it on his body.

"My name is Gura, what's your name?" The girl's emotions were so unpredictable that as soon as the boy changed into her clothes, she returned to her previous appearance.

"I don't have a name. The boy shook his head, "Only in settlements of intelligent creatures do they use names, and I, alone. He looked at the girl calmly, "You didn't ask my name before, and that's what you're doing, right?"

"Well, I don't understand you. The girl frowned unnoticeably, "Your name is white!" and she clapped her hands, satisfied.

"White?" the boy's eyes changed slightly, "what a simple name." ”

"Isn't it good?" the questioning girl hung her head.

"No, that's a name for me. At this moment, the boy smiled inadvertently.

"You're smiling so pretty!" the girl's sudden words interrupted the boy's smile, "Let's go play in town!" she took the boy's hand and ran, but after running for a while, she stopped with a red face, "Is it okay to go out on the street in such clothes?" she said, glancing at the leaves on the boy's body.

The next day, the people of the town were talking about the mad girl's behavior, and the lord's daughter actually bought a little boy's clothes, did she really want to go on the path of mischievousness?

After that, the girl took a beautiful little boy into the town, an interesting boy, who was mature and decent, but in many places there was a serious lack of common sense, and whenever he made a mistake, the boy would explain that he was the child of Orion and had never been to the town, and the townspeople mostly believed him, and their eyes moved back and forth between Gula and the boy, and the girl was furious.

"What are you looking at!" Finally, the girl couldn't help herself.

"We were just thinking, honorable Miss Gullah, that she had finally deceived a good boy back. They laughed, causing the shy girl to chase after her with a waving little fist.

And Bai, who was watching all this from the side, smiled unconsciously, since he was born, he has never experienced such warmth, only the warmth of human beings.

After that, Gula took Shiro to his father's bedroom, and when he saw the boy's father, he laughed and ruffled his daughter's hair, he liked this mature and steady little girl, and expressed his willingness to take the boy's family to the town, but the boy refused.

After that, every time Bai appeared, the lord would discuss with him the problems of town management that children of this age should not understand, but the boy always gave him amazing answers, which were not learned from books or reality, but according to the situation, the judgment was made, and the father could not refute the precise judgment.

And every time at this time, Gula would sit on the side angrily, and she couldn't understand a word of what the two of them said.

As the days passed, the girl grew up, and the boy adjusted his body as the girl grew, and the lord who lay in bed withered and thinned day by day.

On this day, the father called only the boy in for the first time.

Seeing Bai walk in, he changed to a kind smile and tried to sit up, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only lie quietly on the bed, and in the end, it was Bai who helped him up.

"Do you like this town?" asked the father, and Shiro nodded, for there was a warmth that you would never find in the forest.

"Do you like Gullah, then?" he struggled to look into the boy's eyes, and the calm boy nodded again.

"Is it just like this...... the lord sank on the pillow and sighed softly, "I have a request ......" For the first time, he put on a serious expression in front of the boy, and listening to his words, the boy's eyes fluctuated for the first time.

"Gula, please. He raised his hand with all his strength and stroked Shiro's head.

"Why can't you give me a few more years, let her and you grow up a little longer?" the city lord muttered to himself as he stared at the clear sky outside the window, and soon, he would not be able to protect his favorite daughter.

"I'll protect her. The boy nodded.

"Is it......" The lord's eyes suddenly lit up, it was unbelievable that a child's promise could make him so reassured.

The lord's physical condition is getting worse and worse, and his brother's spirit is getting better and better, although his expression is getting heavier and heavier, but the look in his eyes can't be hidden, and many people even think that it is he who has accelerated the process of his brother's weakening.

The inevitable moment finally came, and the whole town was immersed in depression and grief, and the eulogy from the mouth of the next assistant officer sounded very emotional, but it always made people feel a sense of emptiness, indescribably weird.

The girl fell in front of her father's coffin and wept aloud, and the person she loved and loved her the most would never again tell her a story, and would never again ruffle her hair with her big rough hands.

Beside her, white faces stood expressionless, not knowing what to think.

At the time of the burial, the girl always guarded the coffin and refused to let go, and in the end, it was the adults who couldn't bear it and pulled her away.

On this day, his uncle's pace was unusually brisk, and he thought that he had got everything, but the resistance was far greater than he imagined.

"Although the lord has passed away, the management of the territory cannot be slack, we must endure our grief and make the best choice at this heavy moment. As soon as the funeral was over, he gathered all the local administrators, but only the new lord was left behind.

"Pardon my offense, why didn't I see Lord Gullah?" In the conference room, the majestic old consul did not sit down, and behind him, nearly half of the officials stood silently.