Fei Tan, who was sitting on the floor in the villa, was playing a game, and he was obviously much more comfortable without a knight on his side, and after clearing the level neatly, the TV suddenly sounded the sound of the game victory.

Feitan, who threw away the gamepad, squinted at it, and the narrow metallic eyes were murderous at this time, and his gaze was cold and piercing when he looked at Youguo.

Pulling up the collar to cover half of his face, Fei Tan stared at the knight and said coldly: "Who is he?" ”

He didn't even bother to ask Youguo, perhaps because he didn't think it was necessary.

Youguo was frightened by Fei Tan's murderous eyes, although he was always well cared for by his family, it didn't mean that he was insensitive to the attitude of others.

Feitan didn't like him—to be precise, he simply ignored Youguo.

"Tut-tut." Youguo said: "System, it seems that Kurolo is not simple. ”

The system remembered the first three weeks and sighed sadly: "Alas, isn't it! ”

Youguo's pale face was hard to ignore, and it was not good for the knights to let this guest who was incompatible with them be frightened by Fei Tan, so he quickly spoke up and said to Fei Tan: "He is the guest of the head of the regiment. ”

Fei Tan instantly showed an incomprehensible look, to him, a weak existence like Youguo that seemed to be able to be poked to death by his finger was as meaningless as a stone that he stepped on at random under his feet, but since he was a guest of Kulolo, he never asked more, but said coldly: "Got it." ”

The knight kept taking Youguo to the second floor before he said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Feitan is a little withdrawn and doesn't like to meet strangers, I hope you won't be scared by him." ”

Youguo himself couldn't hear any apologies in the chivalrous tone, but Youguo, as a young master, nodded very understandingly, and said shyly: "It's okay, it's okay, I came in too much hurry and disturbed you." ”

It's sweet.

The knight suddenly smiled brightly, winked and whispered, "You are so cute." ”

"Huh?" Youguo looked at the knight blankly, but the knight tilted his head and laughed again: "I said, Kurolo's room has arrived." ”

"Oh!" Youguo immediately showed a sudden expression and thanked him seriously: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." The knight waved his hand and turned to walk downstairs.

Yougo stood in front of Kurolo's door and hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door and entering.

It was still daytime, but the curtains were drawn in the room and the orange light was on, and Kurolo was sitting on the bed at this time, looking down at the book in his hand, his naked upper body leaning against the head of the bed, and there were circles of white bandages wrapped around Kulolo's shoulders to his waist.

The faint sound of the door opening made Kurolo follow the sound to raise his head, and when he saw Youguo, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Youguo, you are here." ”

Yugo was slightly relieved when he saw Kurolo, he nodded, and walked all the way to Kurolo's bedside, there was a chair next to the bed, and Yuguo sat down, and his eyes fell on the bandage on Kurolo's upper body.

Culolo's left shoulder and waist were wrapped in white bandages, and a faint shade of blood could be seen.

Such a large area is enough to see that Kurolo has suffered a lot of injuries, but apart from his face being a little pale, the rest of his appearance does not seem to be any different from usual.

"Wow." Youguo praised the system with a worried expression: "Kurolo is really in good shape, hehe." ”

System: "...... I thought you would be worried about his injuries? ”

Youguo was puzzled: "Huh? Why? I can't die anyway. ”

System:......

The dialogue of one person and one system was not revealed, Kulolo on the bed was smiling, his face was handsome and elegant, and his pale face did not make him look embarrassed and weak, but even more highlighted a unique fragile temperament.

Looking at the injured Kurolo, Youguo frowned worriedly, "Why are you injured?" Didn't you say it's just sick? ”

He raised his hand to touch the place where Kulolo was wrapped in bandages, and the tentacles were slightly cold and warm skin, but Kuloro didn't stop Youguo's movements, but smiled slightly and said, "If I say that I am actually seriously injured, I'm afraid I will never be at peace." ”

Whether it was a professor in the history department or a student in the history department who was concerned about him, when they heard the news of Kulolo's injury, they would definitely come to see him in large numbers and ask him about the cause of his injury.

After all, colds are common, but injuries don't have to be caused by anything.

Youguo vaguely understood, but couldn't understand it, so he had to nod in a daze, and then withdrew the hand that had just touched Kurolo's bandaged wound

Sighing with pity in his heart, Youguo said regretfully: "Alas, it would be nice to touch it a little longer." ”

The system was speechless: "Didn't you use to be afraid that he would die?" ”

Youguo replied slowly: "It used to be before, and now it ......"

System:?

Youguo shook his head and continued: "The peony flower dies, and it is also romantic to be a ghost." ”

System:...... Hey, I'm.

Looking at the injuries on Kulolo's body, Youguo asked with some surprise: "You...... How could you be so badly injured? ”

Kulolo didn't panic when he heard Youguo's question, and he held the book in his hand and said calmly: "I encountered a little thing, but the problem has been solved." ”

He looked at Youguo, smiled slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to know why?" ”

Of course, Youguo wanted to know, on the one hand, he was worried about whether Culolo was in any difficulty, and on the other hand, he was sensitive to the mystery and danger in Culolo that he did not know.

Is it true that a simple and kind person will always be easily attracted to the dangers and mysteries that are contrary to him? At least for Youguo, he looked at Kurolo, and even though he clearly sensed the danger in the man in front of him, he couldn't help but indulge himself.

Yoogo's heart pounded.

He couldn't help but ask, "Why?" ”

Youguo waited for Kurolo's answer, but the clock on the wall ticked and ran past, but Kurolo didn't say anything, but smiled and separated a little distance from him, raised his hand and gently rubbed his hair and said, "It's not funny for me to say this kind of thing myself." ”

Youguo didn't know whether he was lost or happy, and hung his head and muttered to himself: "Then how do you know?" ”

"You know what I'm trying to say." Kurolo said slowly, "Youguo, you're actually very smart. ”

Kurolo's hand rubbing Yogo's hair slid onto Yogo's cheek, and his calloused fingers gently brushed Yogo's soft skin, leaving a series of fiery marks on his soft face like a red-hot iron.

Youguo's cheeks were hot, and Culolo's vague ambiguity and intimacy made him almost overwhelmed, and he looked at Culolo blankly for a long time before he suddenly came back to his senses and remembered the purpose of his visit to Culolo, so he bowed his head and avoided Culolo's hand, and handed Culolo the bag containing the materials entrusted to him by the professor.

"Here's what the professor asked me to give you." Youguo's eyes dodged, not daring to look into Kurolo's eyes, "When are you going back to school?" ”

Youguo originally intended to change the topic, but looking at such an injury, it may not be soon.

However, Kurolo said, "Soon." ”

He took the things that Youguo handed over, but the bag of materials was casually put aside by Kurolo, and he still quietly looked at Youguo with his head down and red ears, and smiled a little playfully.

"Don't you have anything else to say?"

Youguo blinked blankly: "What did you say?" ”

Kurolo shook his head a little disappointed, and actually sighed childishly, "I thought you would miss me, it seems that I am thinking too much." ”

Youguo's face turned red, and it took a long time before he whispered, "...... Think. ”

As if he hadn't heard, Kurolo smiled and repeated again: "What? ”

Youguo raised his voice slightly this time: "...... Think. ”

Kurolo seemed to be reluctantly satisfied, chuckled and stopped asking, but re-flipped through the book he had just stopped reading.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Youguo waited until the hot temperature on his face subsided a little before slowly raising his head to look at Kurolo, and the book he was reading in his hand also caught his eye.

It was the ancient book that Youguo gave him.

If the things you give to others are used well, you will feel happy as a giver, and Youguo lowered her eyes again and curled the corners of her mouth slightly.

"How's the book?" Youguo asked suddenly.

Kurolo glanced lightly at Youguo beside him, who was now sitting upright, his hand on his lap rubbing a little uneasily.

"Very good." Kurolo laughs, "There are a lot of interesting stories told in it. ”

Seeing Kulolo's happy expression, Youguo also seemed to become happy, and he asked with some curiosity, "What is it talking about?" ”

Interestingly, although the book has been "bought" by him, Youguo, as the previous owner, gave it to Kurolo without reading a word - fortunately, Kurolo likes to read, so in this way, it is not a disadvantage to this precious ancient book.

After all, books are meant to be read.

"What's the story?" Youguo asked shamelessly, his pure eyes curious and smart.

Kurolo raised an eyebrow, "Do you want to hear it?" ”

Youguo nodded sincerely.

Kurolo laughed, he was very happy in his heart, no one in the Phantom Brigade liked to read except for him and the knight, and the knight preferred computers and other technology products to reading, so he, the only leader, was also very withdrawn at times.

Now that Youguo wanted to hear it, Kurolo also spoke with interest.

He lowered his eyes to look at Youguo, those blue eyes looked at him obediently and warmly, tilted his head slightly in a gesture of listening attentively, and Kurolo was satisfied, so he spoke softly about the legend mentioned in the book.

"In the Luluka culture, butterflies have a very special meaning." Kurolo spoke in a soft tone, "The Ruluka culture worships the gods, believing that everything in nature has a god who created them, and the god who created the butterfly is closely related to the dream god in the Luluka culture. ”

"The Luluka people believe that butterflies are beautiful creatures, they are messengers of the god of dreams, and whenever night falls and the Luluka people fall asleep, the butterflies will bring the beautiful dreams given by the god of dreams to all those who sleep at night."

"Butterflies have a magical spirituality in the eyes of the Ruluka people, it can not only distinguish between good and bad human beings, but can even carry the dreams of ordinary people, if a person who is asleep misses another person very much in his sleep, the butterfly will fly to the side of the person he misses with that person's dreams. Therefore, when the Luluka people convey their feelings, they will catch many butterflies and give them to their beloved. ”

"They believe that whenever they miss each other at night, the butterfly will take away his dreams and give them to their lovers, so when they miss each other, they can meet again in the dreamland."

Youguo was almost fascinated by it, he had never heard of such a romantic legend, and such stories seemed to be so moving under Kurolo's retelling, that Youguo couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else?" ”

Kurolo stopped talking, looked at Youguo with a smile and said, "Youguo, do you dream of me?" ”

Youguo was stunned for a moment, he shook his head hesitantly and said, "I don't know. ”

Kurolo was not angry, but continued to ask with a smile: "Then do you think I will dream of you?" ”

Youguo didn't have that level of confidence, so he shook his head as well.

Kurolo was very kind to him, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes when he looked at him, but this kind of good came too quickly and abruptly, and Youguo didn't have time to react at all, just passively endured all this.

Yougo sometimes even felt that such a good thing was too fake, as if he had come to the residence of Kurolo now, but he knew nothing of his companion.

But when doubts arise, he wonders if he is too suspicious.

"But......" was silent for a while, and Youguo whispered again, "I hope you dream of me." ”

Hearing this, Kurolo chuckled as if he was amused, and he leaned against the head of the bed and tilted his head slightly to look at Youguo, his dark eyes looking at him quietly.

"So be it." Kurolo slowly made an offer.

"If one of the two of us dreams first, we must tell the other."

Youguo nodded heavily.