[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

Late at night, the lounge is brightly lit.

The two windows were half-closed, opening a path for the cool breeze coming in from the outdoors, allowing it to wander inside the house.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was almost silent.

The chill came out of the wind and moved slowly, suppressing the temperature in the room slightly, leaving only its sharp edge.

"Lingling."

Yu Tianheng sat quietly for a long time before awakening some consciousness from his meditation. He slowly sat upright and leaned on the seat tiredly.

"Just tell me how you were controlled."

Thinking about the words, even though he was feeling depressed, Yu Tianheng never showed too much frustration. He was still the same as usual, taciturn and quiet, hiding his feelings very well.

Beside the window, the ginger curtain was gently lifted by the wind.

Ye Lingling stood in the corner, wearing a black dress that wrapped her body as if she was in the night. She stood upright, with two pairs of white arms folded in front of her, quietly listening to Yu Tianheng's words.

Her eyes were lowered and she was silent for a while, then she opened her lips and replied: "First the eyes, then the voice..."

Although the beautiful scenery was extremely real, it did not suppress her at the beginning.

What really trapped me was the endless singing.

Ye Lingling pulled her thoughts back from the memories, her expression was still calm, she clasped her hands tightly, and her mood was indescribably heavy.

"That's it."

Yu Tianheng stood up, and his sudden movement made everyone else look at him.

No one spoke, everyone seemed to be waiting for him to say something.

Yu Tianheng stood stiffly on the spot, his lips opening and closing several times. Finally, he looked at a few people and said in a low voice:

"The competition is over. Our skills are not as good as others. We will just have to learn from each other in the future. Everyone...relax."

After saying that, he twitched his lips, and a bitter smile spread up. Facing the eyes of several people, Yu Tianheng turned around slowly as if nothing had happened, and walked out with a slightly heavy step.

Now they were even more exposed, and they were no longer sleepy.

Inn----

The jade bird came without warning. As soon as A Ting returned to the room, he saw it on the window lattice.

We haven’t seen each other for almost a month, but the little guy hasn’t changed much, he is still as plump and plump as before.

Atin was startled, and hurriedly walked over to hug it into his arms, and quickly raised his hand to close the window. Then he felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief:

"You are becoming more courageous. Didn't I tell you to stay out?"

Seeing that she was slightly stunned, the little guy knew that he was in the wrong, so he quickly stayed still and blinked his big eyes, pretending to be pitiful:

"Everything happens for a reason. Have you forgotten? You still need to write a letter to Samuel!"

Counting the days, it was indeed time to send the letter.

Ating was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "There's no rush, it's too dangerous for you to come here."

This inn is located in the center of Soto City, with the Great Soul Fighting Arena to the left and the streets to the right. It is easy to be targeted.

Whether inland or at sea, Atin knows that dangers exist day and night.

"There are two soul saints outside, you have to be careful."

The little guy changed into a comfortable position and felt the cool temperature between Atin's palms. This breath was something he hadn't seen for a long time. He rubbed it lazily and muttered:

"The bird is being cautious, don't worry, just hurry up and write a letter! It's time for the bird to go back and take a look at Samuel!!!"

Seeing its anxious look, A Ting responded helplessly. When she turned around, she signaled the jade bird to stay in the room, and she opened the door and walked out.

"Well?"

As soon as she opened the door, Atin saw Little Rabbit standing outside with her arms raised, obviously trying to push the door open just now.

"Where are you going, Atin?"

Little Rabbit yawned sleepily. She rubbed her eyes and subconsciously blocked the candlelight leaking from the room with her hand.

Seeing that she was so sleepy, Atin pushed the little rabbit into the room sideways and replied softly:

"Find something. You can lie down and go to sleep. I'll be back soon."

After closing the door, Atin stood alone in the stairwell, with the shadows all over the wall surrounding her body like a cover. The candle lamp stood alone at the top of the stairs, desperately overdrawing the fragile fire core, swaying, A few lights were left to illuminate the way ahead.

squeak squeak ————

The stairs are old and the shopkeeper hasn't started repairing them yet.

There were hall lights on the first floor, with only an open flame swaying, and a figure looking through the account books was reflected on the counter.

"Aren't you sleepy, shopkeeper?"

The slightly cool night breeze passed through the hall, bringing a chill to the face. The shopkeeper raised his head, his slender eyes were half-squinted, and through the bright candlelight, he saw the figure approaching. .

The pearls fell on the jade plate, and the ears moved. The shopkeeper blinked and waited until the person came to the counter before he realized:

"There are still guests who haven't returned yet. I'm waiting. Why isn't the girl sleeping?"

Glancing at the wooden door with a slight crack left, the whistling wind could not stop coming. Atin stood at the wind outlet, his clothes being blown up and down.

"Can you please lend me some pen, ink and paper?"

Seeing A Ting's serious expression and sincere words, although the shopkeeper was a little puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. He quickly took the pen and paper, smiled naively, and handed the things to A Ting.

"This paper is not fashionable, so let's make do with it first."

Atin lowered her head slightly, raised her hand, and rubbed her soft fingertips over the pile of paper. She pondered for a while, feeling the slightly rough touch between her fingertips, and asked the shopkeeper with a smile:

"What are the fashionable ones?"

The untied wooden door was blown by the wind, and the gap opened wider and wider. It was quite generous, and it took in all the fallen leaves that were blown in by the wind into the house.

Seeing her curiosity, the shopkeeper also happily replied:

"The popular ones on the market include gold-sprinkled paper, floral curtain paper and quicksand paper... Among them, floral curtain paper is the most popular among rich ladies."

After saying that, the shopkeeper paused, and then stretched out his finger to point to the pile in Atin's hand.

"This kind of paper is called rough-edged paper. Although it's not as good as the popular ones, it doesn't hurt for us as a small family to use it."

After estimating the thickness of a piece of rough-edged paper, Atin twisted the edge pages with two fingers and counted them carefully. The shopkeeper gave her seven or eight pieces.

"Thank you very much."

Thinking that if he returned the excess, he might not accept it, so Atin didn't say anything. After taking the paper, pen and ink, he planned to turn around and go upstairs.

She raised her eyebrows loosely, sleepiness clinging to the corners of her eyes, drawing her skin closer and closer. The sour, cold wind kissed her eyes, making her eyes slightly astringent.

Yawning secretly, Atin stepped on the ladder, and then he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

The wooden door was wide open, and she heard the sound of the door panel hitting the wall.

With his elbow against the handrail, Atin glanced away with a calm expression. As his eyes spread, those figures of different shapes suddenly came into view.

It's them---

A Ting fluttered his eyelashes, and his originally ripple-less pupils suddenly shimmered, like the first drops of rain falling on a lotus, creating some water ripples of different shades.

The time the two parties looked at each other lasted very short.

A Ting naturally turned away his eyes, and Yu Tianheng also looked away coldly, maintaining a strange calm between them.

"Why stop me?"

Dugu Yan raised his eyebrows, broke away from the hand held down by Yu Tianheng, and asked him dissatisfied questions.

"Don't do useless things."

Yu Tianheng ignored her struggle and kept pulling her to stand at the top of the stairs. His expression was gloomy. Although he looked graceful, his cold face made people dare not approach him.

The shopkeeper smiled sarcastically and handed them the keys to their rooms one by one.

"Here are ten Gintama coins. Help me buy two pieces of flower curtain paper tomorrow."

A tall figure stopped in front of him. As soon as he finished speaking, he threw ten silver soul coins over.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly grabbed it. He glanced at the soul coin in his palm, and then quietly glanced at the guest. He saw that he had a handsome appearance and noble clothes. He knew at a glance that he was a child of a wealthy family.

After suppressing his thoughts, the shopkeeper didn't think much. He just thought that the hobbies of this rich boy were different from ordinary people. He accepted the money and hurriedly agreed with a smile on his face:

"Don't worry, it will be ready for you tomorrow."

This brief conversation ended, and several members of the Imperial Fighting Team slowly went upstairs, and the wooden ladder creaked again.

The conversation just now was not avoided by a few people, so A Ting heard a little bit clearly from upstairs. She could tell that the man who asked the shopkeeper to buy paper was Yu Feng from the Imperial Fighting Team, the Wind Chime Bird Soul Master.

After closing the door for a moment, A Ting calmed down his thoughts and his expression became natural again.

She walked into the house, and when she turned to close the door, she peeked out of the gap and glanced briefly at Yufeng, past Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan who were heading upstairs.

Look... he seems to be much shorter than the other male soul masters in their team.

The door closed, and the silence filled the room. Ating turned around. There was still half a candle on the table. She took the pile of rough-edged paper and pen and ink and walked over slowly.

The sapphire bird heard the sound and came to stay by A Ting's hand, lowering its head to watch her write.

The original text was actually very complicated. Compared to the current angular fonts, the original text was more like a drawing, rounded and complicated, with several lines matched together.

"Thanks a lot."

After Liao Liao finished, Atin put down the pen, folded and cut the paper in front of her, and finally rolled it into a narrow paper scroll. This was the letter between her and the sea.

As usual, the sapphire bird picked up the paper scroll with the strong fragrance of ink in its mouth, winked at Ating, and then flew out of the window where it came from.

It was pitch black outside the window, and the night was endless.

The small green shadow flew away quickly, gradually becoming blurry in Atin's sight.

She closed the window with redundant thoughts and blew out the candles. The moment the room became as dark as the outside, her figure merged into it.

Beside the pillow, there is a subtle silver light that is clear and bright.

That jade nugget...

Atin pursed her lips and pushed it under the pillow with her hand. Then she took off her clothes and kissed her cheek and pillow for a while before falling into a deep dream.

After dreaming about Roy that day, Atin had never seen her again. What happened in that dream was like replaying her childhood, and it really shocked her.

In a daze, her body was still sleeping peacefully under the quilt, and Xiao Wu's breathing could still be vaguely heard in her ears.

After a while, an inexplicable pulling force came out of nowhere, pulling Atin's consciousness away bit by bit. Her dreams in all directions turned from black to white, and suddenly became extremely vast, and the sky and the earth were as white as white. Covered with snow, there is endless ice and snow for thousands of miles, and there is no end as far as the eye can see.

Watching the clouds rolling and relaxing, and the snowflakes turning into frost, A Ting couldn't feel what she was thinking. Her heart was extremely empty, as if there was a bottomless abyss stationed in her heart, evacuating all doubts. After inquiring, only a feeling of despair was left.

She watched everything quietly, watching the world change from a sound sleep to a sudden change in appearance. Small gray and white fish floated in the air, wandering in groups on the horizon, in this frosty white color. It is extremely harmonious with scattered gray spots.

On the ground, the ice cracked one by one and was eaten away by the rising lake water. The entire ice sheet turned into a calm lake, with only the white water egret still swimming in it.

Dots of cold light reflected from the water, breathing out the cool tide from bottom to top.

In the complete silence, countless saplings poked out their soft branches and stretched vigorously. Gradually, rows of trees grew up, covered with frost and snow, forming a ring around a taller and taller tree. The trees bowed down like pilgrims.

At the top of the treetops where water droplets are frozen, milky white crystals are exposed on the branches, carved into flower-shaped jade-like jade.

call----

The fluffy snowflakes were flying down like velvet.

The touch on his face was cool. Atin raised his eyebrows and his eyelashes trembled slightly. On the huge rime tree, there was a slender figure with his legs crossed and his chin resting on his hand, seeming to be overlooking the world. Also watching her.

Her field of vision was quickly enlarged, passing over the crowns of clumps of rime and the fish swimming leisurely, she could clearly see the man.

He was smiling, and the curvature of his lips was as elegant and beautiful as the curved crescent moon. Atin was startled, and realized that his lips were being pulled up slowly, as if someone was stretching his face with fingers. It was like a smile, completely out of her control.

"Se...xi...er..."

While he was reciting Atin's name, he looked at her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips carefully. The cold frost on her eyelashes shook off, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

"Welcome here, beloved son of Poseidon."