little gentleman

The field of vision is thin and narrow, blurry, and there is only a misty white in front of my eyes.Bilbo felt so limp that he couldn't exert any strength. He was trapped in the soft and warm substance, and he didn't want to move.A conversation between two people was vaguely heard, one of them was very familiar, and the other had the clear and melodious voice unique to the elves.The sound hit the eardrums, but his chaotic mind couldn't capture all the words and sentences, and could only understand some intermittently.

"...just a minor injury..."

"...a few stitches...the scars on the head..."

"...the breeding season of spiders..."

Then, there were very light footsteps leaving.

It was quiet again, and Bilbo let himself go to sleep.

When he awoke again, Bilbo saw clearly that the whiteness was the pale wallpaper of the Rosso's guest room.He moved his body, and his whole body ached, as if he had been severely beaten with a stick.

Struggling to get up, his head still a little dizzy, Bilbo touched his forehead and found a ring of bandages.

The door opened, and it was Merry who came in. As soon as he saw Bilbo sitting on the bed, he ran over hurriedly: "Bilbo, you have to lie down!" Beau said all he wanted to know: "It's so dangerous! You were almost eaten by a spider! You fell from a tree and scratched your head, and the doctor gave you some stitches and said there would be a scar on your forehead— — But it doesn’t matter, the wound is basically covered under the hair, and the front can also be blocked with bangs.”

Bilbo frowned: "Is that doctor an elf?"

"How do you know?" Merry was a little surprised. "The doctor said that it is the breeding season of giant spiders, and some areas in the forest are very dangerous. He also said that you only suffered minor injuries from falling from such a high place, probably Because humus is soft, and hobbit fat is always thicker."

"So that's it," Bilbo looked very unhappy, "If it were those skinny elves, they would have broken their legs!" Bilbo recalled the process of his fall, and subconsciously covered his head with his arms when he landed. Therefore, the wound on his forehead should have been scratched by a tree branch in mid-air. In a sense, he was really lucky.

"Would you like something to eat? I left you mushroom soup." Merry brought a bowl with a lid.

It's rare for Merry, a little fool, to take care of anyone.Bilbo didn't bother to get up, so he leaned on the head of the bed and said to Merry, "Get me some water, Merry. My throat is going to smoke!"

"That's for sure," Merry poured out a glass of water and handed it to Bilbo. "You've been unconscious for most of the day!"

"What time is it?" Bilbo frowned.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon!" Merry pointed to the clock on the cabinet. The dial of the clock was installed in an old-fashioned wooden frame. Most of the daily necessities in Mirkwood are made of wood, even the Rosso's house is no exception.

"I've missed four meals," said Bilbo to himself.

"You missed more than that, Bilbo," said Merry regretfully. "It was Thorin and Dan who brought you back in the morning, and they were all in a hurry. Thorin left when he heard you were all right, but Dan En waited for half an hour, he wanted to say goodbye to you in person."

"Farewell?" Bilbo sat up straight.

"They were going back to Iruber, and they started in the morning, and you were still awake." Merry said meaningfully, "Dan wanted to wait until you were awake before saying goodbye, but you never woke up."

"Never mind Dan..." Bilbo had forgotten Dan long ago, and now he felt inexplicably lost and sad, with only one realization echoing in his mind: Thorin had gone.

Perhaps he would never see Thorin again.

hours ago.

After the battle, Thorin was the first to notice Bilbo who fell unconscious. The hobbit's forehead was bleeding, and his body remained motionless in the same position as when he landed.Thorin lifted Bilbo's head gently into his arms, and wiped the blood from Bilbo's face.

"Bilbo!" Thorin called eagerly.

The little guy lay peacefully in his arms without any response.

Without wasting any more time, Thorin picked up Bilbo carefully, and rested the hobbit's wounded head in his arms to keep the wound from widening.Then he stood up, leaving the other partners behind, and strode towards Rosso's house, which was the closest place to them at present.The little body in his arms was warm and soft, and Thorin had imagined being close and quiet with Bilbo, but not in this way.Along the way, Bilbo showed no sign of awakening, and Thorin became more worried. He was afraid that those eyes that he loved so much would never open again.

Dan chased after Thorin all the way. He could see that Thorin's mental condition was not good, and he was afraid that the king of the mountain would encounter trouble again on impulse.

After arriving at Rosso's house, Thorin had already ignored etiquette and almost broke in, scaring the hobbits into jumping up like rabbits.Seeing the unconscious Bilbo in Thorin's arms, Merry screamed, "Bilbo! Bilbo! What's the matter with him? God, he must be dead!" Shouting, the young hobbit People almost cried.

"Call the doctor! He won't die!" Thorin shouted.

There was no need for Sorin to say it a second time, Luo Suofei ran out to complete the task, and he dared not neglect any distinguished guest.

Guided by Xiaomei, Thorin came to the guest room where Bilbo lived, and gently put the injured hobbit on the clean bed. When his hands left Bilbo's soft body, he suddenly felt a sense of discomfort. Abandon.Thorin sat down beside Bilbo's bed, and looked worriedly into the wounded man's face, as if Bilbo would disappear like the morning dew if his eyes were to leave.

Dan stood behind Thorin and said to his cousin, "Don't worry, Thorin, Bilbo is a tenacious hobbit."

Thorin shook his head disturbedly: "But he is too small, and the tree is so tall... I should have found out sooner!"

Soon, Rosso came back with the doctor. It is said that the doctor is an old elf, but the age cannot be seen from his face. He looks as young as Legolas and Thranduil.The doctor examined Bilbo's wounds, and he did not think the hobbit's life was in danger, nor were there any bones or muscles, but only a few scrapes.The doctor sewed up Bilbo's wound and told everyone that the wounded person would wake up at any time and only need to recuperate for a few days to recover.

After the doctor left, Thorin took his leave. He was sure that Bilbo would get better, but another problem was not easy to solve: he was not mentally prepared to face Bilbo sober now.

But Dan insisted on waiting a little longer: "We're going to start soon, and I want to say goodbye to lovely Bilbo before we go!"

But Dan didn't get his wish, and he waited for half an hour until he had to leave.

On the other hand, Gimli was still arguing with Legolas until before departure.

"I'll bet on my beard: I've killed one more spider than you!" Jin Li said confidently.

"Then you can cut off your beard now—I've shot at least a dozen mobs of spiders!" said Legolas contemptuously, "and I think it's a good thing you do, it's an ugly thing Kill me!"

"How dare you belittle my beard like that? This is the greatest insult to a dwarf! You hairless elf!" Jinli was so angry that his beard flew up.

"It's like a handful of dry straw growing on your chin!" Legolas argued violently, not at all princely.

"My beard is as majestic as a lion!" Jin Li's fierce appearance resembled a lion slightly, "You elves who are neither male nor female can't understand the aesthetics of men at all!"

"You... you actually scolded me like that?!" Legolas blushed angrily, and it was difficult for the beardless elf to conceal the change in his face.

Thranduil's intervention timely ended the quarrel between the two: "You two young men, don't make a scene at the door, people will think that noble upbringing is worthless." He stepped down the steps gracefully and calmly, even Standing with other elves, Thranduil was obviously taller, standing out from the crowd.

Legolas stood beside Thranduil angrily, hoping that the group of dwarves who had humiliated him would leave quickly.

The dwarves bade farewell to the Elf-king and the prince, and rode off on their ponies.Gimli walked at the back, and he deliberately turned his head to make a face at Legolas while on horseback.

"Why doesn't he fall?" Legolas whispered angrily.

After the dwarves left, King Thranduil was a little sad for two days.When Bilbo and the others visited him for the last time, Thranduil said sadly: "Although I still can't accept the way of life of the dwarves, I have to admit that the palace is empty and lonelier after they left." He looked around the empty hall with blue eyes more beautiful than jewels, and said quietly: "I can see that they are not willing to leave. Dan is all right, but Thorin is very sad."

Rosso was courteous without losing the opportunity, implying meaningfully that the reason why Thorin was reluctant to leave was because there was someone he cared about here.

Thranduil heard what Rosso meant, and he turned his head to look at his sullen son, his proud and beautiful face stretched out a little.

Bilbo and Merry are going back to Shire too. Although Rosso and Little Mei persuaded Bilbo to stay and recuperate, Bilbo felt that he could not stay longer than one day, so two days after the dwarves left, the two The Hobbit returns as planned.

After getting on the stagecoach, Merry felt that for the first time in so many days, he could speak relaxedly and naturally: "My God! How many things have we experienced these days! We met the most beautiful elf in Middle-earth - King Thranduil, And spent a lot of time in the same room with him, and you met the dreadful giant spider, and broke your head. I have many interesting things to tell Pippin!"

Bilbo turned his head and looked out of the carriage window, and said in a voice only he could hear, "And how much I have to hide!"