strictlysupreme Chapter 116 Little sister?
Chapter 116 Little sister?
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In addition to those unspeakable symptoms, Ai Ying also encountered another accident.
Due to lack of experience, he failed to avoid the miasma that suddenly arose in the forest. When he and Erliu separated, he accidentally inhaled it, lost consciousness, and fell in the dense forest.
There were no such dense forests in his hometown, and even though he had lived in the Central Plains for many years, he had never had any experience of surviving in a dense forest.
He was careless.
It was not Er Liu's responsibility to rescue him. Once he fell, his life or death would be in the hands of God.
It’s a pity that she didn’t recognize him - but what would it matter if she recognized him?
He was the most inconspicuous passer-by in her life and the most common foreigner on the northern border desert trade route. How could she remember his existence?
Ai Ying...even he almost forgot his original name.
It has been a long time since I entered the deep darkness. When I feel that death is approaching, the past that I deliberately forgot will come to my mind.
It's like a series of paintings unfolding before one's eyes, bringing back memories and sadness.
He seemed to be back in the northern border with yellow sand all over the sky. The dry air and the hot current blowing in his face with the flying sand hitting his face.
Through the veil, a girl was slowly approaching me on a camel.
"You are so young, and you are following the caravan? Aren't you afraid of danger?"
At that time, she was a rare girl from the Central Plains on the trade route. She seemed to have a lot of energy but nowhere to put it. She followed the leader of the caravan, that is, his mother, around every day and asked her questions.
His mother was aloof and she was at her wit's end, so she came looking for him again.
It was just because he had just learned the Central Plains dialect and had a strong accent, so she probably thought it was funny.
At that time, he was too shy to express himself and didn't dare to speak to a real Central Plains person. He was annoyed by her chattering.
Then he replied word by word, "It's not small, don't be afraid."
"Wow, that's very well said!" She praised him generously, staring at his hair with curiosity, her hands ready to move.
"Is your hair real? It's blond, but your mother's hair is black? No, it doesn't seem to be black either."
She rested her chin on her hand as she recalled, and then she ran to her mother's camel and stared at her.
He wanted to lift the veil wrapped around his mother's head to see what was going on.
At that time, he didn't understand what she was talking about, but seeing that she was curious, he leaned over obediently and said, "Really, touch it."
She carefully placed her hands on his hair, marveling at the feel of his hair and letting out a sound of admiration.
"Wow! So soft! Are you mixed blood? I see your two eyes seem to be different colors!..."
She didn't understand that foreign countries rejected mixed-race children, and would only treat children like him with impure blood and unknown fathers as dirty slaves.
He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her eyes that symbolized his mixed-race nature. He dodged her and even refused to let her touch his hair.
The girl from the Central Plains immediately realized that she had said something wrong, and came over to apologize quietly, "I'm sorry! Are you angry? Did I say something wrong...
I don't understand your customs either - come and have some candy, and let's make peace, okay?"
She handed him a candied fruit, and he took it carefully and put it in his mouth, pursing his lips and lowering his head to savor the sweet taste.
She was happy, and she grabbed his hand and said with a smile, "Then we are considered acquainted. Please take care of me along the way! Little sister, what is your name?"
Even though he didn't speak Central Plains dialect very well, he understood the three words "little sister".
He's a boy!
The girl from Central Plains looked at the mixed-race "little girl" in confusion as she shook her off and ran away, not knowing what she had said wrong.
She walked back to her camel dejectedly and muttered to the old man who was dozing off,
"Master...how long will it take us to reach our destination...it's so boring, they can't understand me."
The sleepy old man gave her a sidelong glance, "Is it not fun to tease children? What did you say to irritate them?"
I don't know what's wrong with my apprentice, he just likes to play with children──
It would have been fine if it happened in the misty mountains, but when I came to the northern border desert, I was as excited as if I had picked up a gem when I saw a child of a foreign race.
So it would be a good idea to take her around while she is still young so that she can broaden her horizons. Fortunately, she was not frightened and cried by the foreigners from the northern border.
"I touched her hair, but she asked me to do it... Why is the little girl still angry?"
The girl was a little confused, "I even gave her candy..."
The old woman opened her eyes from behind her veil, glanced at the child who was following her mother, and said with a strange expression,
"It's a boy...According to the rules of the road, women are not allowed to appear on the trade route."
The girl didn't believe it, "What about her mother? And me, I'm fine here."
Who could throw her out of the caravan?
"Did you see the knife on his mother's waist? Is she an ordinary person? And you..." The old man rolled his eyes at her.
"If not... Hum, do you think they would allow us to join the team?"
In the final analysis, the established rules of any trade route can be broken by force.
On the desert trade route where women were not allowed, a female leader appeared, even with her young child. The mother with a scimitar was indeed not an ordinary person.
"She is a master from the country west of the northern border... I want to fight her!"
The girl was eager to try, with a look of excitement on her face. When the old man was about to stop him, the young girl had already rushed over and was chattering around the mother and son.
Forget it... She's still young, so let her try it out.
The alien teenager who was mistaken for a "little girl" had her face covered with a veil, revealing only her brown and blue eyes. Her eyelashes were long, thick, dense, and unusually curled.
Given the pale skin, it was no wonder that the girl from Central Plains mistook him for a girl.
Of course, the caravan leader's mother would not agree to fight with the girl, so the girl had no choice but to try to build a good relationship with the alien boy.
Teach him to speak the Central Plains dialect, and tell him about the mountains, waters, and countries of the Central Plains.
"We live in a peaceful and prosperous era, with magnificent mountains and rivers, and lots of delicious food! I must go and see it next time I have a chance!"
The girl enthusiastically described the beauty of her hometown, which made the boy from the northern border and western regions, where struggles were constantly going on, yearn for it.
"Okay, I'll go! To find you?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, then blinked, "Uh-Okay!"
"What's your name?" The boy's eyes were sincere and clear in the desert sun.
The girl was about to blurt out her name, but she swallowed it back because she didn't know what she thought of. The first name that came to her mind was,
"Gulina...! Hmm!"
The boy nodded, without any doubt.
He didn't know what the names of people in the Central Plains sounded like, but they sounded the same as those of people in the northern border, many of whom were named Guli, so he thought it was all true.
He didn't see the girl's guilty eyes.