Returning to the cabin, Jocelyn walked straight up the stairs and slammed the door shut, leaving behind a trail of water stains with footprints.
Xihe casually glanced upstairs, then fell onto the bed and fell asleep.
The days that followed returned to normal. Xihe went on missions during the day and came back in the evening.
Sometimes he would bring back items from distant merchants, such as beautiful and precious cloth, or exquisite wine glasses. Sometimes when he was on a mission and saw flowers and plants he had never seen before, or precious minerals, he would bring them back to him.
Jocelyn always had a cold face.
But the cloth was cut into clothes and worn, and the gorgeous flowers were properly placed on the windows of the second-floor balcony.
Every time Xihe returns home,
From a distance, you can see the dazzling flowers on the windows.
Occasionally, there would be some fragrant fruits on the table on the first floor, or a beautiful bouquet of flowers in a vase.
"Is this for me?" Xihe looked at him with a smile.
"no."
The young man spat out two words coldly and turned around.
"No...then I want one too!" She smiled and placed the flowers on the bedside table. The warm sunlight shone in, and the shadows of the flowers swayed, which was beautiful.
Xihe held her chin and looked at the flowers, wondering if Ruosilan had silently accepted her?
"Fuck, he actually accepted you like that?" Gou Zi couldn't believe it.
It jumped up, biting its tail, and babbled incoherently: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's fake!"
Xihe said proudly: "Believe in the facts and don't deceive yourself."
She stood up, took the purchased fruits and food out of the bag, washed them with a spell, cut them up and put them on a plate, then called Jocelyn to eat.
The sun has not yet set in the sky, and there is a hint of golden afterglow.
The young man slowly closed the book, flicked his sleeves, and walked slowly into the house.
He ate with great elegance, without a drop of scarlet juice on his lips. His every move and gesture was as graceful and charming as that of an ancient nobleman.
Xihe looked at it and felt that it was a visual enjoyment.
"I'm going out to sea tomorrow. The place we're going is a bit far, and it will probably take two or three days to come back." Xihe said to him after drinking the milk in the cup.
She never fails in her missions, and since the town is so small, it's no surprise that everyone knows her reputation.
Originally, she had no plans to travel far as there were people at home. Who knew that the person who issued the task this time was actually someone from the Vatican, and it was said that they were looking for something.
She still remembered what the Holy See had done to Jocelyn in her previous life, so she naturally couldn't ignore it.
"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me." The young man said without raising his head.
Okay, Xihe shrugged.
Xihe lowered his head and finished the roast chicken in his hand, then stood up and started walking around the house. He first cleaned the ashes in the corner. Seeing that there was no firewood by the fireplace, he ran to the forest and cut some dry trees.
Seeing that the flowers in the vase on the table had dried up, he took them away and went to the yard to pick a fresh bunch.
She went back and forth, wiping the vase and tidying up the windowsill, which annoyed the young man who was sitting on the chair reading.
Bang, the sound of a book hitting the table.
Xihe stopped and looked over blankly: "What's wrong?"
Ruoslan closed his eyes, pressed his fingertips to his forehead, and frowned deeply: "Stop it."
Xihe blinked and nodded: "Oh."
After putting the bottles away on the cabinet, Xihe walked to the table and sat down. It was already dark outside, and the room was quiet. She stared blankly at the candlelight.
The young man glanced at her and said coldly, "Don't you want to learn the elven language?"
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