【Tokai / Passenger Ship】

Yuan helplessly faced the closed door, and called Luo Xi's name with a slightly bitter smile on the corner of his mouth: "Ah Luo, Ah Luo." ”

"Don't!"

Ah Luo screamed, "There's no place for you!"

"......," Yuan said softly, good-natured, "I can sleep on the ground." ”

"Don't!"

"......" Yuan exhaled lightly and shook his head.

I finally gave up.

At that time, Ami Alang could have bought a room for each of them, a man and a woman, but for some reason they only bought a single room.

"There's no way, big brother and sister, there's no room left. I remember saying this with a wicked smile on her face. The smile was rather suspicious.

Now that I look at it, it is clear that there are several vacant rooms.

In fact, Yuanda can find the boss to make up the ticket to open a vacant room, but where does Yuan, who has always been a servant of many servants, know this.

It was getting late, but there were still a few travelers on the deck.

Among them was a young man, who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a light linen coat, with an uninhibited face. He smiled evilly at the source and said, "Hey, little white face, was kicked out by his wife?"

Source: "......"

With a cold face, he ignored it directly.

He didn't give the boy a word out of the corner of his eye, and walked straight to a quiet corner where he was standing, motionless and closed his eyes.

The passengers, who were still on the deck, all took out their blankets and threw themselves on the deck. It seems that he was ready to spend the night on deck.

Yuan had a little doubt in his heart, could it be that so many people were kicked out of the door like himself?

Gen regretted that he hadn't prepared the blanket as unpredictably as the travelers.

Bei Gongzi is always plain white, and those who know him understand that this seemingly cold and difficult family is actually a person who can endure hardships and has a gentle heart, but even so, no matter who can endure hardships, he is reluctant to sit on the ground trampled by thousands of people.

Just as Yuan was about to stand and blow the cold wind overnight, the footsteps of the young man came from beside him.

Yuan turned around and saw that the young man had moved his rolled up bed with some difficulty.

Yuan looked at him and didn't say anything.

"Hey, do you want me to invite you?" the boy patted the cover with his hands.

Only then did Yuan realize that the young man saw that he had nowhere to rest, and invited him to share a bed with him.

Yuan understood that there was no malice in the young man's disrespectful words before, and seeing that he was kind, he arched his hand to the young man

, thanked him earnestly, and then sat down on the boy's bed.

The cover was soft, and although it was not a fine fabric, it was very clean and comfortable, and there was a slight smell of sunshine.

Even if the source has a cleanliness habit, he can't find a problem, not to mention that the source just loves cleanliness and doesn't have the cleanliness of a delicate son.

Yuan finally looked at the young man, the young man and Ah Lang's facial features are heroic, and his face is handsome, but there are some differences, Ah Lang's eyebrows are lively and innocent, and the young man's eyebrows are obviously uninhibited and unruly. At a glance, it is clear that this is a temperamental teenager.

And this young man is not a child of a noble family at first glance, he is dressed in a simple and neat linen coat, with a cover of ordinary fabric. The height is similar, it is estimated that it will be slightly taller, and the figure is thin, but the small section that is exposed is not thick but the arm is so strong.

"You're not going to be Mr. Teach, are you. In response to Gen's polite thanks, the boy rolled his eyes in response.

It was the first time that Yuan was said to be Mr. Teaching, although Yuan Tong had the air of a book, but he was still 108,000 miles away from Mr. Teaching.

"It's not. "Gendo," is just an ordinary traveler. ”

He didn't want to let the conversation linger on his identity, and continued, "Why do you sleep on this deck, the room is still so empty?"

"It's ordinary enough, ordinary enough for first-time passengers. "The young man is weird and authentic.

Yuan looked at him, did not speak, and waited for him to continue.

"The ticket with the room costs at least fifty shells, and the room you and your wife have is a first-class room, and it costs a whole piece of snow silver. On this deck, watching the stars and the moon, you can take a bath on a rainy day, as long as five broken shellfish, do you say it's worth it?"

The young man said and lay on the bed, crossed Erlang's legs, put his hands behind his head, and stared directly at the source, "You don't even know this, you have never been out, or are you actually a big nobleman who doesn't eat fireworks? But why do the big nobles sit on a broken boat like us flat-headed people? You, you can't do anything, right?"

Yuan smiled faintly and said, "It's not a nobleman, it's just that there is no ship in my hometown." You're right, this is my first time on a boat. ”

As he spoke, Gen became vigilant in his heart.

Although he was just an insignificant teenager, he didn't want to reveal his identity, even if it was just a nobleman.

The young man smiled, not seeming to be suspicious: "Yes." You're amazing. ”

Source: "What do you mean by that?"

The young man still smiled: "The first time I didn't faint, it's amazing." ”

Genya learned from him and smiled, but there was a little more alienation and indifference in his smile, telling the boy that he didn't want to talk about it: "I think so too." ”

As if to see from Gen's smile, the handsome man had no intention of talking, and the boy shut up.

It was getting late, and the cold was encroaching on the clothes. The people on the deck who had gathered in twos and threes were wrapped in bunks.

The boy left for a while, and when he returned, he had two loaves of bread in his hand. And a pot of stuff.

Yuan looked at the long rock-like cake in his hand: "This is?"

"Exclusive dinner on the sleeping deck. The boy seemed to snort from his nose, "Your guy is probably eating a big meal in the room right now." A piece of snow silver is not a white flower. ”

The boy said and put a piece of cake in his mouth, and then handed the other piece to Yuan: "Do you want to eat?"

As a person who has recently become a strong man, it is okay not to drink or eat for a day, but looking at the coarse grain cake that the young man is holding in a clean cloth, and looking at his expression of raising his eyebrows slightly and waiting for his response, he is inexplicably like Luoxi.

On that day, Luo Xi took a big bite of the frosted apple at Duo Yiba's birthday banquet, and then handed the apple to himself: "Eat it or not." ”

Gen remembers that he refused at the time.

......

"Eat. Yuan heard his own voice.

Then he reached out and took the piece of bread, shook it in his hand, and put it to his lips and took a bite.

The cake was hard and dry, and the teeth ached, not to mention the taste. Yuan frowned: "What kind of cake is this?"

"The most common dry food on board, eating this is the most satisfying. The boy had already eaten half of it in a blink of an eye, and he handed a pot of things in his hand to Yuan, "Drink, soup." ”

Yuan really didn't want to touch the food on this boat again, but the bite of cake just now made his throat dry so much that he could only frown and take it, and took a sip, although the soup was light, but it didn't taste bad, but the soup was just based on the taste, and Yuan really couldn't drink what kind of soup it was.

The young man seemed to see his doubts, and opened his mouth to answer for him: "Vegetable soup, all kinds of vegetables are thrown away, and it is a pot of soup." ”

Genting smiled slightly dryly: "It's okay, it's not very bad. ”

The source of these words really comes from the heart.

To this day, he can take a boat to see his master in peace, and he has something to swallow in his stomach, and he has nothing to complain about.

His parents were imprisoned, and his sister was holding up a large snow castle by herself, and all he had to do was seek help from his master.

Moreover, Yuan understood that in fact, this cake was not bad, and the dry food on the ship focused on satiety, and the more solid and hard it was, the more conscience it was. It's just that I'm not used to eating as a Northlander.

The young man ate a piece of cake in the blink of an eye, gulped and drank half a pot of soup, and then he stared at the bread that Yuan only took a bite of: "Can't eat it?"

Yuan handed him the cake, but the young man didn't give in, and unceremoniously ate the cake into his stomach in a blink of an eye.

"Are you hungry?" Yuan couldn't help but ask when he looked like he was eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.

"We haven't had time to eat for two days, can we be hungry?" said the young man, finishing the rest of the soup in one go.

What does a person have to encounter so that he doesn't have time to eat for two days? Yuan couldn't help but be a little more vigilant.

I remember that the young man was staying with several equally inconspicuous passengers just now, and Yuan glanced at those passengers, and none of the passengers gathered together were smiling, or even relaxed.

Nine times out of ten, it looks like this gang is in trouble.

Yuan thought in his heart, but he didn't ask much, it was not his character to inquire into other people's private affairs, his cultivation, and the teachings he received did not allow him to do so.

Seeing that the young man wiped his mouth with his cuffs, Yuan said, "Thank you for your hospitality, may I ask what your Excellency is called?"

"Yun Lang. The boy said, "The clouds of white clouds." ”

"Thousands of miles of white Qiji, a man with a golden bondage. What a name. Yuan said.

Yun Lang is the name of the Fusang people when he hears it, and Yun Lang has the meaning of a man on the back of a white horse in the Fusang language.

"I really deserve to be a teacher, and the export is a chapter. This is a statement that the Fuso people themselves don't quite understand, and they actually know that they have never been on a boat. The young man snorted, I don't know if there was a hint of sarcasm and distrust in his words, "Sir, what about you, what should you call you?"

“...... I'm not Mr. Teach. Yuan said again, and then he paused, "My name is Xue Yuan." ”

Yuan regretted that he was quick to speak, and Bei Gongzi had not had much opportunity to contact the civilians of the East China Sea.

He cultivated and studied in the Cold Snow Castle and the Bai Family Palace, and he trained to resist the enemy in the big tent of the Northland military camp, and he really couldn't grasp the degree of exchange of words and deeds between the people of the East China Sea.

For example, he really didn't know that a piece of snow silver in the East China Sea could solve the food and living of an ordinary family of three for half a month, for example, it was very rare to know Yun Lang's meaning among the ordinary people in the East China Sea.

"Then Xue Yuan, what are you doing?" Yun Lang looked at the source and asked.

Yuan opened his mouth and hesitated: "It's just that I'm just a person who is idle at home, reading some miscellaneous books or something every day." ”

"Young master of your family?" Yun Lang raised an eyebrow.

"No, it doesn't count. It's just that the ancestors left a little field, and the days don't have to be too hard. Saying that, Yuan was wrapped in a black robe, and under the inconspicuous black robe was a string of five-bell silver bells and snow ears.

This identity is very reasonable, and I can't find anything wrong with it. The delicate young master of a small landlord's family with some insight seems to be particularly consistent with the image of the present source.

"No wonder you look sleek, the girl in the room, your fiancée?" the boy seemed to believe him, and a grass stalk had been turned out of nowhere at the corner of his mouth, a strange thing on the boat.

Yuan listened to the words of his fiancée, and his heart moved, and he had mixed feelings. He longed for Luoxi, but at the same time he didn't dare to long.

Now that his parents are in prison, the Northland is in danger. How could he protect this girl, and how dare he desire her?

That night, when he heard from Duo Yizhen that the inexplicable marriage contract had been dissolved, he was happy from the bottom of his heart. But after calming down, he found that he was no longer qualified to marry Luoxi.

Bring her back to Master safely, and then make another plan.

Yuan thought so, if the master is in charge of the overall situation, the parents are out of prison, and the north is peaceful and peaceful, he will send the snowbird silver car, and the scenery will marry Luo Xi back to the Cold Snow Castle.

"No, she's just, the girl I want to protect. For a long time, the young man was still staring at him, and Yuan had to say so.

But when he got the answer, the boy still stared at him, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Yuan was stared at by him and finally couldn't stand it: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Have you always had such a cold look?" the young man sneered, and finally turned his head away, "You can't catch up with a girl like this." ”

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