Chapter 387 Her Ghost Boyfriend (13)

Anna patted the dog’s head, “You are still young, you can understand even if you don’t understand.”

Garm seemed to roll his eyes, “Woof!”

— Don’t talk as if you understand everything!

Anna raised her face and said proudly: “Of course I understand everything. If it weren’t for me, that brat wouldn’t have waited for the person he likes!”

Actually, Anna lied.

There were things she didn’t understand, such as how Bai Yao made that jelly-like thing.

Langdon has always been Anna's follower. He asked curiously: "Dr. White used to go out to feed Garm at this time. Why didn't Dr. White come out today? Hasn't he gotten up yet?"

Anna didn't know the answer, but she couldn't expose her ignorance. She crossed her arms and said seriously: "She must have read fairy tales with Prince late last night, so she stayed in bed today."

Garm: "Woof!"

Langdon: "Wow, Anna, you know a lot!"

Anna raised her hand and ruffled her long hair, and said proudly: "Of course, don't you see who I am?"

"I'm Anna who knows everything!"

In an empty area, the girl in a red dress stood on a stone, her hands on her hips, proudly showing off her skills to the brave group.

Sophia, Pierre and Hejin ignored the children, only Gerald clapped his hands and responded in a friendly manner, "Anna is awesome!"

It turned out that they were always going in circles. They brought enough dry food, but the water was running out. If they continued like this, they would either starve to death or die of thirst.

Gerald was still optimistic and cheerful, but the other three adults became more and more impatient. Finally, Anna found a rabbit and ran after it. Gerald was afraid that something might happen to her, so he had to run behind her.

The other three people didn't want Gerald to get into trouble, so they had to run behind Gerald. In this way, they actually ran out of the ghost-walled area.

Gerald was definitely the hardest-working person in the team. He didn't even take time to rest. He went to the stream to fetch water and came back. The group had been walking for a day and a night. Now they could finally rest against a tree.

Gerald didn't sleep. He needed to stay awake to prevent any sneak attacks.

He sat under a tree, facing the stream, and Miss Honey's appearance appeared in front of him involuntarily.

Even he couldn't explain why he couldn't forget Miss Honey after only seeing her once. It was a very strange feeling.

He took out the purple flower that never faded from his arms, and his green eyes stared at the bright flower, overflowing with loss.

I don't know how she is now.

Gerald lowered his head, looking listless like a big golden retriever with drooping ears. He murmured: "Miss Honey..."

"I'm here."

The girl's sudden response startled Gerald. He thought he was hallucinating, otherwise how could he hear a girl's voice coming from a flower!

Gerald was in a trance for a long time, uncertain, and then tentatively uttered a sound, "Miss Honey?"

There was a response soon from the other end, "What's wrong?"

Gerald stood up excitedly, holding the flower in his hand, sat down for a while, and then stood up again, repeating this several times. He said in disbelief: "You can hear me talking!"

Bai Yao was sitting by the window flipping through the medical book bought from Mr. Owl. She leaned lazily against the back of the chair, curled up in the wide seat, and heard that, she laughed, "Yes, I can hear your voice all the time."

The afternoon sun was very warm today. Prince went to do his own thing after lunch. Although he left, the little black flower by Bai Yao's ear was still there.

She was very familiar with Prince's voice, and Prince's voice was also very distinctive, lively and sunny, full of youthfulness, cheerful and enthusiastic. Just hearing his voice could make people feel better.

Prince once said that her hair color was like black honey, and occasionally he would call her Miss Honey.

Although Bai Yao didn't like overly sweet food, she didn't dislike this title.

Bai Yao turned a page of the book in her hand, holding a pen in her hand to circle the key points on it, and then she heard the man's restrained and excited voice in her ears again.

"Where are you...now?"

Bai Yao replied: "I'm at home."

So far, no residents have come to see her for medical treatment, so she has been sitting at home flipping through books and drinking tea to pass the time.

Gerald was stunned for a moment, but soon he guessed that Miss Honey was rescued by others. He was happy that she was safe now. Her beautiful voice kept echoing in his ears. His face turned red. Even with his head lowered, his golden hair could not hide his shyness.

"I'm sorry, Miss Honey."

Bai Yao asked curiously: "Why do you say sorry?"

He said: "I...I didn't show up in time when you were in danger last time." Was

he talking about the time with the griffon?

Bai Yao put down the pen in his hand and smiled: "I'm not injured, you don't have to feel sorry for this. By the way, are you almost done with your business?"

Even though the princess who was kidnapped by the dragon was still nowhere to be seen, Gerald now felt that he had endless motivation, "I will get things done soon! Then... I... I..."

He grabbed the corner of his clothes, twisted his fingers around the corner of his clothes, pursed his lips, and whispered: "Can I go see you?"

This question took all his courage.

He encountered life-and-death crises countless times along the way, and he never cowardly retreated, but this time, he was afraid of hearing the words of rejection.

Bai Yao answered him, "Of course you can come to see me, I will wait for you."

Gerald pressed his chest, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't suppress his crazy joy, making him want to jump up and announce this great news to everyone.

Bai Yao suddenly heard a violent movement, and she asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Gerald: "Nothing! I'm fine!"

Under the shadow of the forest, three adults and a child watched Gerald in the distance suddenly turn around and bump into a tree, falling into the mud beside him. He was seen getting up from the ground in a hurry, dirty and in a mess.

But Gerald was still carefully protecting the flowers in his hands. His face stained with mud and water was blooming with a pure and sunny smile, which was not diminished in the slightest.

A question popped up in the minds of the people present at the same time: