The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 719
He lay down.
The bed was softer than the previous one, but Luosiu had slept on better beds, so he had a comparison in his mind, so the bed here was nothing.
”I left in a hurry before, and I don’t know if it caused any trouble to Amiman and the others.” Evely said, and it was Amiman’s father who introduced him to the job of delivering milk.
Los Xiu: “If you’re worried, wait until I get back and I’ll find someone to help you take a look.”
He asked if anything had happened in the past few days since he hadn’t woken up.
”The crossbow arrows I used before -” Iverlei said, “were very good at using them.”
”I can teach you. ” “If there
is a chance.”
”There will be.”
Los Xiu tilted his head and looked at Iverlei. Opposite each other, the two of them were lying side by side on the bed, not very close to each other, but this posture was a bit intimate.
Los Xiu took the lead in turning his face away and sat up from the bed. He felt a little hot for no reason, both in his face and body. He went to pour himself a glass of water and drank it.
”Go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow.”
”Yeah.”
The moon hangs high in the night sky outside the window, shining on the rooftops of the town. The stone road streets are deserted. It’s late at night, and inside the room, Evely is very Almost asleep.
Los Xiu was lying next to Evely, feeling a little hot, so he got up and took off his robe. He closed his eyes, listened to Evely’s long breathing, and fell into a light sleep.
…
Hot…so hot…
Los Xiu tugged on his collar, frowned, opened his lips and gasped slightly. He felt an unbearable heat in his body, and the heat before sleeping became more obvious. When I opened my eyes, it was empty, as if no one had slept.
”Iffley,” he called.
No one responded.
It was not yet dawn outside the window. Where had Ifflai gone?
Did he run away?
The discomfort of being hot all over his body made Los Xiu’s brain a little irritable. He pulled his collar and got out of bed. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his legs became weak. Kneeling down, he panted lightly and held his forehead.
His collar was pulled loosely by him, and his silver hair fell on his shoulders. The moonlight fell on him through the window. He staggered and tried to open the door. He heard faint voices outside the door and stopped again.
He locked the door from the inside very gently, returned to the room, looked around, and fixed his gaze on the glass of water on the table.
After he entered the room, he only moved that thing, and a trace of anger flashed across his silver-gray eyes.
Los Xiu touched the dagger that had been hidden in his sleeves and slid to sit on the edge of the bed. He raised his head, his throat bones protruded, and a fine layer of sweat floated on his skin.
The voices outside stopped, and the door opened with a bang. The person outside pushed the door, but did not push it open. He raised his foot and kicked the door open. The door bounced against the wall and made a loud noise.
The visitor came in in a hurry.
Los Xiu swung the dagger out, but was blocked by the person’s arm, “It’s me.”
Los Xiu relaxed his strength when he heard Ifrey’s voice, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
”It’s not safe here, let’s leave first.” Evely picked up Los Xiu and hurried outside.
Los Xiu’s hand holding the dagger rested on his shoulder, and the blade drew a bloody mark on Iverley’s neck. He moved the knife away and wiped it with his fingertips.
”Sorry.” His voice was hoarse.
The hotel was in a mess, several people fell down along the way, and sticks were scattered around on the ground.
After climbing out of the hotel window, Evely found their carriage, stuffed Los Xiu into the carriage, and while driving the horse away, he tilted his head and said to Los Xiu, “That’s a black shop-” He got up at night to
relieve himself, When I came back, I saw two people guarding their door, sneaking around. They saw that he and Los Xiu were strangers and lived in the world, so they wanted to stun them and sell them into slavery.
Los Xiu leaned on the bumpy carriage, resting his head on the side, closing his eyes and biting the tip of his tongue. Listening to what Ifrey said, he guessed that he had probably been drugged.
”Are you okay?” Evely asked.
”I… feel a little uncomfortable.” Los Xiu lowered his eyes.
”Hold on and wait until you get out of here before resting.”
”Well…”
On the winding path, the carriage passed several forks before Iverley stopped. He opened the curtain and saw Los Amend in the moonlight. He frowned, looking uncomfortable.
”Want to come down for a while?” he asked.
Luo Xiu opened his eyes, and there seemed to be water in his eyes. He said “hmm” and stood up to walk outside. As soon as he stood up, he sat back down.
Evely bent down and said, “Hold me tight.”
Los Xiu raised his arms and put his arms around his neck.
They sat under the tree. The air outside was fresher and not as stuffy as inside.
”Iverley.”
”Huh?”
”Can you sit over a little bit?”
Iverley turned his head and saw half of Luo Xiu’s profile. Luo Xiu lowered his eyes to the ground, and the moonlight fell on his eyelashes. It made him look like an elf in the forest, so beautiful that it seemed like an unreal dream.
”What’s wrong?” Evely sat up straight.
”I’m a little cold.” Los Xiu said.
Evely moved his butt towards him and reached out to take his hand. It was indeed a bit cold. How could he keep warm just by sitting here? “I’m going to light a fire.” He was grabbed by
Los Xiu just as he was about to stand up. He cut his wrist and said, “No, it’s not very cold.”
The two of them sat together.
”Is it still cold?” he asked.
”A little bit.”
Evely thought for a moment and reached out to grab his shoulder. Los Xiu’s silver-grey pupils reflected the candlelight and tightened. He felt Evely directly half-hugging him, tilted his head and said to him, “This way it won’t be cold.”
