Calamity Crown

The worry is whether something irreversible will happen here.

For example, Huang Dangdang got ahead of her.

Regret is why she pretended to be generous.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of being hated by the so-called Mr. Mo.

Goethe rubbed the tip of his nose. He swore that he didn't offend anyone. During this "trip to the secret land", he was honest and honest. Apart from eating and drinking, he washed away the original imprint of power and created and accumulated new imprints.

Boring but had to do it.

He also wants to live.

Goethe looked up at the snowflakes that fell at night.

Scattered, not big.

But it made him think of more, and he felt more and more lonely. He hoped that he could have acquaintances by his side at this time, even those perverts known by the 'club'.

A couple of lunatics while working part-time as 'cleaners' are ok too.

Even those unpardonable guys.

Do not!

It should be that unforgivable guy. Not only is he familiar with it, but he won't have any psychological burden if he starts to do it.

Their screams should be able to dispel the warmth of the snowy night, right?

pity……

No one should be able to persist until dawn.

It was before.

Now?

No exception.

"The nostalgic lunatics and perverts."

"I?"

"Of course not."

"I'm just an ordinary person."

Goethe stood at the window, looking at Snow Flower and thinking, and couldn't help laughing lowly.

"A good thing?"

Huang Dangdang walked over.

She stood beside Goethe, looked at the snow outside the window, and frowned even more tightly.

As a black lander.

She doesn't like snow.

She likes it when it's warmer.

Because, you can play in the water.

It's not like a big winter, it's freezing, and everything is frozen.

"I will definitely go to the Jiangnan water town in the future, where the four seasons are like spring."

Huang Dangdang didn't wait for Goethe to answer, so he said suddenly.

"Oh?"

Goethe restrained his mind, and looked at Huang Dangdang with the posture of a normal person, showing just the right curiosity.

"I told you before that I like water, right?"

"and……"

"Jiangnan chicken should be delicious."

Huang Dangdang said something that Goethe didn't know how to answer.

Jiangnan chicken, is it delicious?

Should be excellent.

One side of water and soil nourishes one side of people, and chickens should be the same. They are far less tall than those in the north, but their meat is tender and juicy.

Eggs should be delicious too.

Goethe thought, and always felt that he should go to the kitchen to steam a bowl of eggs.

Whether fried or boiled.

Goethe preferred steamed eggs.

When Goethe made this proposal, Huang Dangdang immediately agreed.

The two tiptoed into the kitchen.

The candles in Miss Wang's room behind her were still on, and on the window paper, Miss Wang's pacing back and forth could still be reflected, but unfortunately she didn't open the window to take a look.

Maybe……

Upset?

When the clerk of the herbal medicine shop cleaned up the place before, he prepared food and condiments for the kitchen. Although they couldn't have everything they needed, they had everything they should have.

Eggs are no exception.

After all, who can guarantee that you won't be hungry in the middle of the night?

Supper itself is one of the greatest existences.

Two bowls, one big and one small.

The big one has three eggs inside.

The small one has two eggs inside.

Huang Dangdang said that he was also hungry, so he unceremoniously picked up an egg and prepared one for himself. After realizing that Goethe was a bit 'clumsy', he even started to add water by himself, put it in the cage, and add firewood.

Goethe just leaned on the threshold and waited quietly.

Huang Dangdang's face was flickering under the light of the firewood, and there was mist in Goethe's eyes if he didn't look at it.

"My father should be from the Imperial City Division."

"Only people from the Imperial City Division can explain everything that I don't understand."

"The Imperial City Division needs to set up a benchmark and a target."

"Can……"

"Why is it my father?"

Huang Dangdang lowered his head slightly and asked softly.

"Because it's appropriate."

Goethe sighed, then turned his head to look at the snow in the yard.

When Huang Dangdang was not affected by entering the customs unlike other fairies, he guessed.

And the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai is a member of the court, which is the most suitable explanation.

With the emergence of this explanation, Goethe thought more, and his voice became softer.

"He was shaped to be bohemian, he was shaped to be deviant, he was shaped to be domineering, he could listen to music for three months, he could ignore the differences between transvestites, and he was strong against your mother."

"It's all shaped."

"And the essence?"

"He should be a fairly gentle person, right?"

"gentle?"

Huang Dangdang broke the firewood in his hand.

"If you don't like the word gentle, you can change it to weak, hypocritical, escapist, any of these are fine."

"And because of these, he is suitable."

"He like this is easy to be controlled."

Goethe shrugged.

'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai.

When he heard the name for the first time, he was a little curious, and he was asked what kind of person he was.

And the result of inquiring was just like the 'Sword Immortal' in his impression.

It was as if the other party was born as a 'sword fairy'.

So just right.

So flawless.

Then, everything is a scam.

It is very disappointing.

"Soft egg!"

"Coward!"

"coward!"

Huang Dangdang made three consecutive moves, while Goethe shook his head.

"He was a coward at the beginning, but not after that, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see Xia Yunfei, and I wouldn't have gotten that 'Sword Pill'."

"Your father is resisting."

"The comfortable (binding) force is too great."

"Had to be broken into the void."

Huang Dangdang didn't say anything, just adding firewood.

She doesn't argue.

She hoped Goethe was telling the truth.

The two of them were silent for a long time, until the steamer started to steam, Huang Dangdang raised his head, touched the corners of his eyes quietly, and then his eyes became firm and sharp.

"If you accept the things, it means you are willing to help me again, right?"

"It's not helping, it's cooperation."

Goethe emphasized.

This emphasis surprised Huang Dangdang.

It is obvious that the relationship can be brought closer, but why do you have to push it away.

"I am neither a very good person nor a too bad person. I just want to be a normal person and live the rest of my life happily and peacefully. However, there are always some accidents."

"These accidents..."

"It's very troublesome."

As Goethe said, he just sat on the threshold.

Huang Dangdang looked at the expression hidden in Goethe's face.

"I see, you're really in big trouble."

"Also, it seems that my appearance will cause more trouble?"

Huang Dangdang laughed.

It's like a little fox who caught a pullet... no, a little weasel.

Goethe glared at Huang Dangdang angrily.

The warning is full of meaning.