Lin Yuan was taken back to the Dongbin sentry post by Shen Fei and his men. He returned like a star surrounded by the moon and was warmly welcomed.

There is no treatment cabin in Dongbin, and not every outpost has such high-tech medical equipment.

With the bandage still wrapped around her arm, Xiaoniao ran down the stairs and hugged Lin Yuan with her only arm that could move.

"Yuanyuan." Xiaoniao buried her head in Lin Yuan's shoulder. Lin Yuan patted her on the back, but she didn't move at all.

"I thought I left you there too." The voice was weak and whispering.

Little Bird's mother, relatives and childhood friends were all left in that polluted area by her when she was very young.

This is an eternal thorn in her heart.

She held Lin Yuan still. Shen Fei coughed heavily to remind Xiao Niao to be careful. No matter what, you are a sentinel, and he is a guide, a guide from the White Tower.

Lin Yuan had no choice but to say, "Isn't this okay?"

When Xiaoniao finally let her go, Lin Yuan found that there was a small wet spot on her shoulder.

It was just a small stain, not painful or itchy, and shouldn't have mattered much. But Lin Yuan always felt like something was left on his shoulder.

After walking a few steps, he looked down. After walking a few steps, he looked again.

If I really died in there, she would cry even more sadly, right?

If I die, there will be people in this world who will be sad and cry. And not just one person, maybe several people will shed tears for her.

Thinking of this scene, Lin Yuan suddenly felt happy for some reason. The corners of her mouth began to curl up.

Seeing that she was in a good mood and no longer as cold as before, Shen Fei invited her to his house for dinner tomorrow.

"It's nothing good, not even a family dinner, but it's lively and fun. They all come to my house often."

Shen Fei is the sentry chief of Dongbin, but his house is not spacious. Several tall and strong sentries squeezed into the living room, leaving little room for them to turn around.

Lin Yuan’s kitchen is much bigger than this living room.

But Lin Yuan felt that it was quite good to be crowded like this. It seemed more comfortable than staying in his empty home.

She was arranged in the most comfortable position, with a soft single sofa with a pillow inside, a small blanket on her legs to cover her feet, and a cup of hot fruit tea in her hands.

Rachel, with golden hair, placed a small vase in front of her, in which were some evening primroses that had just been cut from the branches.

Lin Yuan was a tiny creature, sunken in the sofa, holding a steaming mug in her delicate white hands. Half of her face was hidden behind the lavender petals of the evening primrose, like a moon in the clouds.

But isn't she the Moon, the precious guide from the White Tower, who came here without any airs, and who risked her life several times to save the lives of her brothers. Everyone is willing to take care of her like the Moon.

"Are you the guide from the White Tower?" A little girl of four or five years old showed her face after hiding behind Rachel's legs.

He looked at Lin Yuan with his round eyes, feeling a little nervous.

The little girl was wearing a cleanly washed little skirt, a white lace bib, two black braids, a small hairpin on her head, and holding a small doll made of scraps of cloth in her hands.

At first glance, he is a child who is loved by his parents even though his family is not very wealthy.

Lin Yuan didn't like this kind of child who lived a happy life and didn't want to pay any attention to her.

The little girl came over, took one of the two rabbit-shaped lollipops in her hand and handed it to me, "Do you want a lollipop? This is made by my mom."

She was a little nervous, because she knew that most "adults" didn't like sweets, and the sentinel brothers and sisters who came to visit her home would never actually eat her candy.

Who would have known that this seemingly cold guide sister stared at the lollipop in her hand for a while, then opened her mouth and took the golden rabbit-shaped candy away.

The little girl relaxed immediately when she saw that her snacks were accepted.

"My name is Xiaoyuan." She came to Lin Yuan's side. "Is it delicious? My mother and I made it with maltose and added osmanthus flowers."

Lin Yuan licked the candy in his mouth. The sweet taste of malt was mixed with the rich fragrance of osmanthus. It was delicious.

The two girls, one big and one small, became close friends. Xiaoyuan brought her own snack jar and shared it with Linyuan.

This one is a honey biscuit, and that one is purple candy. Lin Yuan’s cheeks were puffed up after eating so much.

"My mom doesn't usually let me eat like this." Xiaoyuan was also very happy. "Today, it's because you came. Mom said that as long as you want to eat, you can take out anything."

Xiaoyuan sticks to Linyuan and tells her everything.

We have been waiting for you to come.

My dad didn’t sleep well for several nights because he was worried that you wouldn’t come.

The day you cured Rachel's brother, Dad came back so happy that he cried secretly.

This doll is newly made for me by my mother and it is quite pretty.

…

While eating, everyone put food into Lin Yuan's bowl, making it so piled high that it almost touched his nose.

Shen Fei knocked on the table: "You should be more particular. How come you don't know any etiquette? How can Director Lin eat?"

After saying that, I wanted to buy Lin Yuan a new bowl.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand and covered the bowl in front of him to protect his food.

Are you kidding? This bowl is filled with the best of every dish on the table. No one can take it away from her.

The sentinels naturally had to drink wine when they ate. The wine was the rice wine brewed by Shen Fei's family, which was sweet and strong.

Lin Yuan also wants to drink.

Rachel poured her a small cup and said, "Just a little taste."

He was afraid that the guide from the White Tower might not be used to the strong liquor here.

"I'll just drink a little." Lin Yuanqian took a sip and licked his lips.

【Wow.】

【ah】

【Good stuff】

【I also taste】

All the tentacles ran out at once.

Da Hu stood up and raised his glass to Lin Yuan, "Director Lin, there is nothing else to say, it's all in the wine."

Lin Yuan drank a cup with him.

The little bird raised the cup and she drank happily.

"This alcohol is very strong, and Director Lin may not be used to it. Don't force her to drink." Deputy Captain Rachel held the bottle and refused to pour it. He advised Lin Yuan, "Don't drink it."

"I'll just drink a little more." Lin Yuan said.

As the night deepened, the sentries at the table - the tall and strong Da Hu, the golden-haired Rachel, and the capable and sturdy Little Bird - all fell down drunk.

Only Lin Yuan was still holding the cup, eyes sparkling, sitting there.

The tentacles, all with moist skin and full of satisfaction, surged around under the table. One of them found a wine jar, pried open the lid, and doused itself in it.

…

After the guests left, Shen Fei, who was cleaning the house with his wife, asked his wife, "What do you think of Director Lin?"

"Really, she is completely different from the guide I imagined." The wife laughed at the sink. "She is very beautiful, kind, and still innocent at heart. She is really a rare good girl."

She recalled some rumors about this guide she had heard from her mother's family and sighed.

"There are people who would actually reject a girl like this. I really hope she can stay with us and not go back to Kyoto, a place that eats people like that."

"Who said? It's not true." Shen Fei muttered.

Lin Yuan lived very comfortably at the Dongbin Sentry Post and was almost reluctant to leave.

The little bird often took her flying around, and they crossed a very high cliff just to pick a flower on the cliff.

Xiaomu would sometimes invite her to dive to the bottom of the sea to catch fish. The two of them shared the same vision and brought back some beautiful sea pearls.

Every time Dahu went to inspect the surrounding area, he would bring her some delicious food. One day he brought back a jar, and Lin Yuan opened it and saw that it was amber wild mountain honey. It was so sweet.

She provided spiritual counseling to every sentinel here, and felt that she was becoming more and more adept at this task.

Clearing away those negative emotions that have accumulated over the years in the mental picture is as refreshing and neat as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Each time is precise and fast, and the treatment is completed easily.

Rachel was about to go to the counseling room when he saw Dahu coming out. He asked him, "How do you feel about Lin Xiangdao's treatment?"

"Brother, give me a hand." Dahu put one hand on Rachel's shoulder and buried his head in the captain's golden braid and sobbed, "My legs are so weak from fear."

When the sentries were training, Lin Yuan would lie at the window of the treatment room and watch.

Rachel came up and invited her.

"Do you want to learn how to use a knife?" He had a very beautiful short knife in his hand, and he turned his wrist and made a series of neat knife moves.

"You want to teach me this?" Lin Yuan widened his eyes.

When she was in guidance college, she once applied for a knife-fighting class, which caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

"You are so funny."

"That? It's a course for Sentinels."

"What kind of swordsmanship do you want to learn from me?"

"You might consider learning how to cut with a knife."

But here, no one says that.

Rachel placed the handle of the knife in her palm and taught her how to hold it.

"I think you should be able to learn it." The sentry with long golden hair lowered his head and taught her, his hair hanging down from his side. "If you want, I can teach you everything I know."

He stood in horse stance, hiding his knife behind his back, and his expression became serious. "Let's start from the basics. We must practice every day."

Lin Yuan held the knife a little awkwardly and lowered his body's center of gravity as he did so.

The sentinels will do their best to protect the guide, but Rachel feels that no matter what kind of protection, it is better to master the ability to protect yourself. Even if you can't learn to be as strong as the sentinels, it is better than relying entirely on others.

This is the tenderness that is unique to Sentinel.

It is people like them who live on the line between life and death and know what the true abyss is like, that have the most sincere desire to repay.

Roy from the Special Research Department called several times. "You've been playing for too long. When do you plan to come back? No one is sent abroad and never comes back. I can't cover for you."

Lin Yuan snorted: "Another day or two."

When setting out to a contaminated area, everyone would want to invite Lin Yuan.

"Are you going or not? The daylight time in contaminated area No. 103 is almost up. We want to go in for a while." Xiaoniao asked while squatting in front of Lin Yuan.

So among a group of strong and sturdy sentinels, there was a petite guide.

While waiting outside the entrance to the contaminated area, I met sentries coming from other posts.

The other team saw Lin Yuan in the team and whistled, mocking the leader Rachel.

"Captain Lei, I think you were abused by monsters and your brain is distorted. Why did you bring such a cute guide into the contaminated area?"

"Your brain is deformed" is the worst curse the sentries use to swear at someone.

This guy was ready to fight when he spoke. The sentries all had bad tempers, and these guys from Dongbin were notorious bodyguards.

Who would have known that the sentries from the east coast surrounded their guide, and none of them retorted, but instead all looked at him in unison with a look of pity.

The rogue sentry didn't understand what was going on and went into the contaminated area muttering to himself.

He didn't know why, but this time his trip was not smooth at all. Although this was an old area that he was familiar with and it was daytime, he did stupid things for no apparent reason several times. He either suddenly lost his concentration and fell, or he accidentally provoked the monsters in the restricted area.

As a result, the whole team came out empty-handed and covered in dust, and he himself was injured.

When I came out, I ran into those people from Dongbin again. I don't know what kind of good luck those damn guys had, but they reaped such a rich harvest that it was enviable.

Dahu and Rachel were carrying a new type of treatment capsule, and Xiaoniao was holding a pulse gun in her hand.

He glanced at them smugly as he passed by them.

It's so infuriating.

Not only was the team unharmed, but the cute little guide in the team didn't even have a speck of mud on her face, and she was holding a brand new rag doll in her hand.

When entering the contaminated area, instead of grabbing something good, you actually took toys that only children would want.

The sentinel thought jealously that only a delicate creature like the Guide would do such a stupid thing.

He didn't know why, but the expressionless guide seemed to have heard what he was saying in his heart. When he was complaining in his heart, he suddenly looked over here and gave him a cold glance.

For some reason his feet went soft and he fell again.

What bad luck!

When getting on the bus, Xiao Niao saw Lin Yuan sitting on her special cushion, playing with the doll in her hand, and thought it was very cute.

"Yuanyuan, do you like this?"

Lin Yuan flipped the soft toy in her hand and said, "I don't really like it. I have a lot of them at home."

"So you saw it and rushed over to get it." Xiaoniao laughed, "We thought you were going to pick up some treasure and got nervous."

Lin Yuan stopped talking, propped up his chin and looked at the scenery outside the car window.

It was still autumn when we arrived, and the beach here was full of people. Now the land had frozen and everything had become desolate.

Finally it was time to go back.

The next morning.

Xiaoyuan woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes, and saw the gift placed at the head of her bed - a brand new, furry, down-filled rag doll.

Xiao Yuan got up and turned around a few times holding her new doll. "Mom, Mom, who gave me this gift?"

Her mother squatted down in front of her and touched her excited little head. "This is a gift from Sister Xiaoyuan."

"Your sister Xiaoyuan has gone back to Kyoto."