The brilliant golden light swaying on the bow of the boat shone in the sparkling dark river, breaking into countless pieces of gold.
Strangler stood outside the cabin, raising his head and looking at the extraordinarily distant night sky.
Yongquan Island is so far away from the sky that even the dim moon looks blurry. Just like a street lamp in the drizzle of algae, the light with divinity is blurred in the bottom of the pupils.
faint.
It's obvious that the bad guy is in danger and needs his help.
But I don’t know why.
Feeling the slight rocking of the ship's hull, feeling the cool wind moistened by water blowing on his fluffy white hair in the early morning of mid-May, Hanging felt the tranquility from the bottom of his heart.
Because this atmosphere made him too comfortable, he wanted to escape.
"Hey, I said..."
Breaking the tranquility of the night, Hangzhou asked in a deep voice.
There was the sound of running water behind him.
Xiaoya swam over from the living water pool in the center of the cabin, folding her arms together and stacking them on the edge of the pool, like a good student who was paying attention to the class.
"What's the matter, Mr. Strangler?"
Her polite and gentle voice came from behind Hangzhou.
This made Hangsha subconsciously tighten his back full of muscles, and his hands wrapped in front of him clenched instantly.
With his strangulating character and his usual experience... he never allowed others to get close to him without permission.
A liar will always consider whether others are defrauding him, while a killer will suspect that everyone wants his life. Strangler is a born betrayer, so he is wary of every backstab.
He never gives up his back.
——However, Miss Xiaoya does not understand my rules.
Hangsha said to himself in his heart, and chose forgiveness on his own.
Or maybe it's another way of admonishing and warning yourself not to do unnecessary things.
"...No, it's okay."
After a long silence, Hangsha still didn't say what he wanted to ask.
He paused and said without looking back, "Can I smoke?"
"Ah, please."
Xiaoya said softly: "The aluminum can on the bow is the ashtray. If possible, please don't put the ash in the water. Although the water has a strong purification ability, it will also cause harm to everyone's health."
"Thank you. Excuse me."
Strangler responded briefly and took out a half-smoked cigar in a moisture-proof can from his arms.
He took out the cigar and then turned it upside down. As the moisture-proof can fell like a knife, the damp and black head of the cigar was cut off.
"Ah, that's the cigar bar."
Seeing this, Xiaoya swam out of the pool and rummaged in the cabinet next to her: "For matches, they are here."
"No."
Strangler lit it directly with a lighter and held it in his mouth.
He turned around and happened to see Xiaoya who had just found the matches, holding the matchbox in both hands, and looked back happily.
Hangzhou was silent for another moment, walked into the dark cabin, lowered his head and squatted down on one knee.
He chewed his cigar and said vaguely: "Sorry."
"Why do you need to apologize?"
Xiaoya just put away the matches, leaned back slightly, and put the weight of her upper body slightly on the fish tail.…
Strangler is always hunched over on weekdays, but he is also over 1.85 meters tall. The muscles in his arms are even thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and his back is so broad and powerful, giving people the impression of being "wounded by a knife."
I have the illusion that I can’t get enough of this guy.
Even when he squatted down, he was still taller than Xiaoya.
So he simply sat cross-legged on the boat like a swordsman, with his back slightly bent. At this time, he was barely at eye level with Xiaoya.
Looking at Hangsha, Xiaoya repeated: "Why does Mr. Hangsha always have to apologize?"
”.I’m
I rarely apologize."
Hangzhou was silent for a while, and then made a low and magnetic voice, like a lion's roar that would make people's hearts tremble slightly: "Actually, I am a self-willed, pretentious, and arrogant fool."
"There is no such thing."
Xiaoya defended him: "Isn't Mr. Strangler a hunchback?"
"Yes, it's ugly."
"No way. People with hunchbacks are gentle."
The girl with wavy golden hair and dark blue eyes retorted without hesitation.
"You are laughing at me." Zhuo Zhu didn't take her words to heart at all.
"No."
"Why?"
"Tall and hunched people probably bend their backs because they want to be able to look at others equally when speaking."
Xiao Yaping looked into the strangled eyes.
His pupils were a dark golden color like gold that has not solidified after being burned, giving people a scorching hot and unapproachable feeling.
“It’s uncomfortable to bend over all the time. Once you get used to it, you won’t be able to straighten up again, and you’ll be laughed at.
"But in the beginning, I just didn't want to become too high-minded, so I chose to bend down."
The girl said this.
Strangler's breathing stopped for a moment.
The cigar in his mouth was burning quietly, emitting a faint red light in the dim cabin. It was like a fire that had been lit but was extinguished.
".Novel answer."
After a long silence, Hangsha replied in a low voice: "I have never heard such an explanation."
He took off his cigar and stared at it, avoiding Xiaoya's eyes.
The ship was still rocking forward.
"What about you?"
After a period of silence, Hangsha suddenly asked.
"What?"
"How did you become a ***?"
Hangsha looked at Xiaoya and asked in a calm tone: "I see that you have a good relationship with many people, not only the prostitutes. Even passers-by know you and know your name."
Hearing this, Xiaoya rubbed her temples with a headache, and said helplessly: "Strictly speaking, I am actually not a prostitute."
"Oh, no wonder."
"Because I'm just an orphan."
Xiaoya answered briskly: "My parents died when I was a little fry. Because of an incident where a demon came, they became two of the names in the news reports."
".Feel sorry."
"It's nothing. I was only three months old that year, and I haven't started to remember it yet, so I didn't have time to feel sad."
Xiaoya smiled: "Besides, I don't have any adoptive parents. Rather than being raised by prostitutes, it's better to say that I was raised by the grandparents in this street."...
"Old people."
"Yes. At the beginning, because I was very hungry, I grabbed the leg of the old man selling fried fresh milk and refused to let go. So I was fed food. After I was full, I wandered around the streets. What?
When I feel hungry, I ask for something to eat. After I finish eating, I say thank you seriously and continue walking outside. "
"Fortunately, I was not abducted. In other words, everyone knows me on this street. But no one could take me away under everyone's watch."
Xiaoya said softly and swam around in front of Hangsha.
She was only one step away from walking out of the cabin, but her whole body was hidden in the shadows. But from this angle, she was enough to see the moon.
Hangzhou also turned around with her, hiding in the shadows and watching her back.
"Later, the weather got cold. By December, it started snowing.
She said and suddenly turned around: "Have you seen snow?"
"No."
strangle
Answered: "I used to live in Xiacheng District."
"Downtown area?"
"It's just below the sky island. When you look up, you see the sea. You can never see what the weather is like."
"Then it just falls down with a plop?"
"The gravity in Xiacheng District is inverted, which is why the sky island can float."
Strangler reluctantly explained.
He thought to himself that if Miss Xiaoya asked again, he would not be able to explain.
After all, he never went to school. Does he know that this inverted gravity is related to the floating island, or is it because he secretly remembered the chat between his godfather and Malt Liquor.
"Anyway, the snow is beautiful, but it's also very cold."
Xiaoya said softly: "I almost froze to death in the river. In other words, I fainted from the cold and lost consciousness."
"What happened next?"
Strangler asked in a low voice.
"Of course I was rescued later," Xiaoya said with a smile, "otherwise, how could I tell you a story here?"