◎This will be her home from now on◎

Collins opened the envelope and spread the thin letter paper in his palm.

He read every word with great anticipation, fearing that he would miss any message from her.

However, as his gaze slowly moved downward from left to right, his shining brown eyes gradually dimmed.

"What's wrong, Lord Saye..." Noticing his drastic change in mood, Rice licked her lips cautiously. "She...?"

Did he decline your invitation?

Les didn't ask the rest of the question because he noticed that Collins was not listening to him, as if he had isolated himself from the world.

Don't, Lord Saye!

Rice howled in his heart, if she doesn’t accompany you, I will!

So he stepped forward resolutely, held his head high, and stood straight before Collins: "Lord Saye, I'll accompany you tonight! We won't leave until we're drunk!"

It's late at night.

The streets and alleys of Saye, the royal city, were still bustling with flowers and brocade. Guests in their finest attire thronged shoulder to shoulder. Some paused before the acrobatic performances, occasionally cheering, while others browsed the various stalls, constantly asking friends which piece of jewelry suited them best.

With a red face, Rice withdrew his wandering gaze from the streets, grabbed a half-drunk bottle of liquor from the table with his right hand, and poured it tremblingly into his own glass and Collins's glass opposite him.

"Come, come, Master Saye... drink!"

His mission tonight was to keep Saye company. As for that alchemist? Ha, to hell with her!

This is the second box they have opened.

However, Collins still did not refuse Rice's continuous offer of wine.

He stared at the glass in his hand angrily. The orange-yellow liquid gave off the aroma of fermented wine. If he shook it gently in front of his eyes, many beautiful little bubbles would emerge from the bottom.

Who cares about bubbles? She doesn't know what he is doing anyway. Even if she knows, she might not care at all.

Collins gulped down the strong liquid.

The strong liquor went down the throat, further numb the brain and five senses.

The noise outside drifted farther and farther away, and the figures of the pedestrians became more and more blurred.

Collins turned his red eyes from outside to the bar and raised the corners of his mouth in self-mockery.

Don't even think about it, she won't come.

The letter made it clear that she had to attend a guild dinner and was sorry that she couldn't accept his invitation.

The chaotic feeling of loss was like a cold lead ball tied to his ankle, dragging him bit by bit towards the dark deep sea.

Gurgle, gurgle.

From passively accepting the wine poured by Rice to actively opening the bottle and filling his own glass, Collins no longer knew how many glasses he had drunk.

"Still drinking?"

A buzzing sound came from my eardrums numbed by alcohol.

He leaned on the table and moved his fingers vigorously: "Drink, drink more..."

I can't forget her existence without drinking.

"good."

The wine glass in his palm vibrated slightly, and Collins guessed that Rice had refilled it for him.

So, he propped up his head in a daze, and put the rim of the cup to his burning lips...

Sudden.

He suddenly shuddered all over!

"you……!"

He stared at the person who had stood in front of him without knowing when, and wanted to say something, but his half-open mouth could not utter anything.

Xia Li fiddled with the bottle, which only had a little alcohol left, with her fingers, her eyes slightly downcast: "Me what?"

My goodness! She had been away for most of the day, and he actually came to the bar to get drunk.

Collins looked at her aggrievedly, with a mist in his eyes.

He didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol, but as he looked at her face, which was obviously angry but still beautiful and charming in his eyes, an indescribable impulse suddenly ran through his limbs.

He stood up suddenly.

The metal legs of the chair made a harsh sound as they scraped against the ground.

He was a little unsteady, but still stubbornly supported himself on the edge of the table and walked towards her step by step.

"Aren't you coming?"

He and she were very close.

Xia Li was not happy that he was drunk, and was about to explain when suddenly his hot chest pressed against her!

"Aren't you coming..."

The tone of the voice in my ear trembled slightly, and the voice soaked in alcohol was hoarse and aggrieved, like a flood that had been suppressed for a long time pouring out at the moment the floodgates were released.

Xia Li unconsciously raised her arms, followed the way he hugged her, and gently placed her hands on his back.

"Aren't I here yet?"

She turned her head slightly, and under the psychedelic lights of the bar, she saw Collins sobbing.

I never expected that the demon leader would be such a crybaby.

Xia Li sighed, pulled her hand away, forced the other person back to his seat, pulled a chair from the side, and patiently comforted him.

"Stop crying. It's such a sad day during the holidays. Hurry up and wipe your nose. It's so dirty."

Les' body stiffened. Ahhhh, how could he be so mean to his Lord Saye!

But the next second when he met Xia Li's eyes, he immediately stopped and handed over the tissue obediently.

"……Give……"

Xia Li pulled out several cards and handed them to Collins: "Take it and wipe it."

Collins pursed his lips: "Can you help me wipe it?"

Xia Li:?

She wanted to get angry, but considering that his subordinates were sitting opposite her, she gave in and tried to save him some face.

So he took a deep breath, pulled back the tissue, and rubbed it all over his face, not caring whether it was clean or not. He threw the tissue into the trash can and said, "That's enough."

Collins grinned and looked at her with a silly smile like a child.

"You're so nice to me."

When he said this, his eyes were shining, like a sea of ​​stars.

Xia Li didn't know what was wrong with her all of a sudden. At that moment, she seemed to see her former self in him.

They are like two small boats on the sea that no one cares about, spinning in the fog. They have to rely on themselves to withstand the wind and waves, and repair themselves when they hit the reefs.

As long as they wait until the fog clears and the day breaks, they will continue to float forward.

I don’t know where the end is, and I don’t know whether there is an abyss or dawn ahead.

Then suddenly one day, Yiye carrying his boat broke through the obstacles and came into his sight.

She saw him waving at her.

But she hesitated and wondered whether she should go for it.

Slowly, slowly, as he got closer, she finally realized that his boat was as scarred as hers.

But he was still laughing, laughing so heartlessly. Of course, he would cry sometimes, and would cry because an accidental fog blocked her existence.

Xia Li smiled to herself.

Collins laughed too.

Suddenly, his expression turned serious, he grabbed her hand and asked, "Can you please not leave?"

Xia Li: "Where can I go?"

Collins frowned and shook his head vigorously: "I don't know. But I don't want to go through what happened tonight again. I can't receive your letter, it's like you disappeared suddenly, I'm really sad..."

Suddenly disappeared?

Xia Li realized that Collins was probably referring to the time when she was offline.

"Oh, it was an accident this time," she said, not intending to explain the player's world to him.

"This won't happen again," she thought.

"Really?!" Collins's slightly drunk face lit up.

"Really." Xia Li nodded with a smile.

Whether it is the Saye Continent or the Shia Continent, this is her home from now on.

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