My Witch Nichang (MTL) (1)

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Soon, Mr. Tie went away.

During the time after he left, he spent some time picking up those things scattered in the courtyard, carefully selecting useful ones from them, and then tidying them up one by one to prepare for consumption on the way back.

It is said that the North Line is the safest and most complete route among the Silk Road lines. The old man has also experienced this route in his own hands. It sounds like a bosom, but it must pass through many deserted places along the way. Besides, this time only us Three people, so make more effort to prepare, and finally be careful.

It doesn't help much on important things, and it's only a little effort on these trivial matters.

With this mentality in mind, I concentrated on it for a while. I do n’t know how much time has elapsed. I only know that the sky has gradually darkened. Until the sight is so bad that I can no longer concentrate on doing things, I call straight up at this time. Tone, looking at the fruits of the labor in front of me, a hint of relief appeared in my heart.

But soon, after the state of dedication was lifted, the sense of ease was replaced by another sense of discomfort.

Turning my head, I looked at the blazing bonfire, and the girl who hasn't moved the nest since before, I frowned. I finally understood where the slightly wrong thing happened later.

Or is it because I have been used to staying together since childhood, in fact, there is not much dialogue between each other, after all, where do people who meet day and night look for so many words? Besides, Lianer is not a humorous temperament, so in general, as long as you are with her and feel her presence, you can do other things with peace of mind. You do n’t need to worry about who is left out, just like your family. The way to get along.

However, the atmosphere felt at this moment seems to be not what it should be under normal circumstances.

Looking at the person who pouted in the fire and did not look at this side, it was obvious that an unpleasant aura was emanating, and the secret road was worse. Is it true that she was inadvertently overlooked and unhappy? Or did the Cold War that started from the inn before actually not end at all?

No matter how you guess, there is no result. I settled my thoughts, took out the food from the cleaned luggage, gently walked to the side of the fire and sat down beside her. Without talking, I just focused on wrapping the buns. After the dried meat is roasted on the fire and roasted until the aroma is evenly heated, it is held in front of Lianer, and said softly, "Sorry, I just took care of organizing things, it's all dark, and it's water from noon on. Isn't rice coming in? Let's deal with some food first, let's talk hungry, okay? "

From the perspective of survival, practicing is a very practical person. At this moment, when I heard the words, I turned my head and gave me a glance, then looked at the food in front of me, as if to think about it, and then answered without speaking. In the past, I made two halves, half of them were sent to my mouth, and half of them were stuffed into my hands.

Understanding her intentions, she felt warm, took off the water pouch from the waist and placed it between the two, and then shared the dinner together.

For a while no one spoke, only the crackling of wood bursting in the fire.

After swallowing the last bit of food, Lianer unscrewed the water bag and filled it with water, then patted the residue on his hands, and his eyes turned roundly, as if he had made up his mind, and finally said, "I asked You, we are leaving here tomorrow, maybe we can no longer meet some people, you honestly answer, would you feel reluctant? "