Dragon and Dessert House

Cerberus looked at Hill casually, "Apple?"

"If you don't give me food tonight, this is an equal deal!" Hill persuaded Cerberus solemnly, but Hill's seriousness was like a child's play to Cerberus. The husband's cold gaze.

Trembling, Cerberus quickly rubbed his paws, and said generously, "Isn't it just an apple, I'll get you whatever you want!"

Very good!

Hill was secretly happy, put down Cerberus and ran towards the stairs, "I'll go up and ask Neil to have dinner with me!"

"Ask Neil to eat together?" Cerberus stared at Fafnir, who had a serious face, and put the tray on the table with a bang, causing the plate to vibrate.

Cerberus shut his mouth knowingly, and climbed onto the bar seat silently.

After a while, as expected, Hill returned to the living room dejectedly, holding the sleep book in his arms, "Mr. Fafnir, Neil is missing."

"puff--"

Cerberus, who originally only planned to sit quietly, couldn't hold back, and almost laughed out loud.Fortunately, it has quick eyes and quick claws, and covers its snoring dog's mouth.

"Maybe it's still sleeping." Fife took Hill's sleep book and carefully put it aside, "Let Cerberus bring dinner to the sleep book later, okay?"

Fife's gentle smile made Cerberus tremble in fright.

It Cerberus is not stupid, the illusion in this book, after entering, I don't know if it can come out.

Hill bowed his head regretfully.

Fafna calmly brought the dinner to the table, gracefully invited Hill to the table, and served Hill in a decent manner.

Hill was flattered by the hospitality, completely forgot the loss of Neil's absence, and immersed himself in the romantic dinner with Fife.Of course, it might be better without the spoiled Cerberus.

After dinner, Fafna left with Cerberus as a matter of course.Hill cleaned up the dining table and kitchen, and had nothing to do after rest, so he went back to his room early to sleep in order to get up early to meet the morning work.

However, Hill lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Sleeping to no avail, Hill simply got up and rummaged through Fafnir's old box.This time Hill found some dainty clothes in an old box.Handsome capes, colorful knitted scarves, funny hats...these clothes seem to be made by the same person.Delicate, tender and full of love.

It must have been made by someone who loves Mr. Fafner.

Hill was full of envy.

It's just... Hill looked at these little clothes and was even more puzzled.The size of the clothes obviously does not meet the standards of a child, they are too small and cute.

They fit Neil's chubby little frame even better.

"Mr. Fafnir is also a dragon..." So it's only natural that he resembles Neil, right?

Hill vaguely felt that he had caught some kind of clue, but he couldn't get the point.

Folding the small clothes and putting them back in the box, when Hill turned his head, he saw the dark figure on the window outlined with silver edges under the moonlight, and the blood-red pupils revealed a chill, which scared Hill back suddenly and became vigilant.

Is it Cerberus?

Hill saw a clue from the black shadow's wheel sky. The black shadow didn't speak, but turned around and disappeared into the night.

Gone?

Surprised, Hill stepped forward to check what was going on, and was shocked to find that there was an extra pocket watch on the table in front of the window.

It's Mr. Fafnir's pocket watch!

Hill hurriedly picked up his pocket watch to check, and saw the all-too-familiar exquisite engraving, which undoubtedly belonged to Fafnir.Why did Cerberus hold Mr. Fafnir's pocket watch?Could it be stolen?

Unknowingly, the pocket watch in his hand became hot.

Hill opened the watch cover, and found that the originally stagnant hands started to rotate.Hill's heart skipped a beat, shock and panic struck him at the same time, making him at a loss what to do.

Why did the pocket watch move?

Too many questions flooded into Hill's mind at once, and he held his pocket watch tightly, as if every second of the swing made him more panicked.Fife's expression of anxiously looking for the pocket watch appeared in Hill's mind, so he was anxious to leave the attic and secretly put the pocket watch back in Fife's room.

"It's magic."

Cerberus' voice suddenly stopped Hill's footsteps.Hill looked around, but could not find Cerberus.

"Magic that allows you to see the secret of Fife."

Cerberus' voice echoed in Hill's mind, "Before the hands of the pocket watch stop turning..."

The voice gradually faded away, Hill clutched his pocket watch and looked around, but he still couldn't find Cerberus.And this persuasive voice was like the whisper of a demon, pulling Syl to the mire.

Hill couldn't remember what thoughts he fell asleep with.

But there is no doubt that Hill gave up the plan to return the pocket watch that night, but held the pocket watch in his arms until the next morning.

……

Fafe found the pocket watch missing in the early morning when the birds were not singing.

Fafnir immediately locked on the culprit, Cerberus, but could not find it with magic.Cerberus is the watchdog of hell. He can open the gate to hell anytime and anywhere to avoid tracking, which is very convenient.

"Good morning, Hill."

Fife left the bedroom at a high speed, and found a hot breakfast in front of the bar.Hill made all preparations early on, which was beyond Fafna's expectations.

Either way, it's too early.

Looking at the foggy scenery outside the window, Fife frowned slightly, "After all, you are enjoying your vacation, so it doesn't matter if you take a little more rest."

"Sorry... I have, a little excited."

Hill lowered his head in a little panic. Favna mistakenly thought that Hill had misunderstood what he meant, and explained, "I'm not blaming you."

Hill opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Do you want to try a new product at the dessert house today?" Fafena caught a glimpse of all kinds of dried fruit jars in the kitchen.

"Want to make some cookies."

"That's really exciting." Fife's eyes slowly wandered around the dried fruit jar, and asked after a while, "Are there no cranberries?"

Hill hurriedly responded: "There are not many dried cranberries left, and I probably can't make much."

"Then don't put the leftover cranberry biscuits on the shelves." Fafena looked away as if nothing had happened, and got up and planned to leave after eating breakfast, "I'll visit the dessert shop later."

"Are you going out?" Hill couldn't help but catch up and asked.

Fife nodded, left a message and left in a hurry, "Let's have lunch together then."

Sure enough, Mr. Fafnir was looking for a pocket watch.Hill looked at Fafena's back when he left, feeling guilty in his heart.It was obviously a good time to return the pocket watch just now.

However, there is no point in continuing to worry, Hill packed the kitchen, took the big and small pots and set off to the dessert house.

When Fei Duoan got out from the sleep book hanging in the dessert house, Hill had already been busy in the kitchen for most of the time.

The dough that woke up yesterday already gave off a sour smell.Mix the starter and water well, slowly pour into the dough, then add rye flour, knead the dough, shape it, and evenly sprinkle the sifted rye flour.

"I preheated the oven." Fei Duoan hurriedly joined the work. During the preheating time, the formed bread just woke up at room temperature until it puffed up.

"Hill, have you brought a lot of dried fruit?" Fei Duoan noticed Hill's basket, "What are you using it for?"

"Small biscuits." Hill added the prepared butter and sieved powdered sugar, and stirred until combined. Slowly added the egg liquid three times, stirring while adding, to ensure that there was no separation of water and oil, and then sift in flour and dried fruit. Stir to combine.

Fei Duoan was very curious when he noticed a small rectangular wooden box beside Hill.

Unexpectedly, Hill quickly stuffed the freshly mixed noodles into the wooden box, filling the box to the brim without any hesitation.

Fei Duoan exclaimed: "Hill! You won't be able to take out the shape like this!"

"It doesn't matter." Hill calmly patted the small box, and the wooden box made a slight loosening sound, and unexpectedly spread out from the side, splitting into thin wooden boards.

The dough inside still maintains a square shape, firm and not loose.

"I bought it at the market, it's not bad." Xier Mei held up the reassembled wooden box and couldn't help showing off.

"It's amazing." Fei Duoan looked enviously at the small prop in Hill's hand.

Having been taking care of the pastry house for several years, Fei Duoan gradually became obsessed with pastry making. Seeing brand-new kitchen utensils, rare condiments and pastries, he wished to take them all into his own hands.

"Do you want it?" Hill handed the small wooden box to Fei Duoan.

Because the wooden box is very useful, Hill asked the carpenter in the market to make a few imitations, and the one in his hand is just one of them.

"Okay!" Fei Duoan almost jumped up cheerfully, took the wooden box and put it carefully into the cupboard, and started busy baking biscuits and bread for Hill.

The freshly baked biscuits and bread are mixed with a strong aroma, and they are squeezed out of the window from the kitchen. People passing by early in the morning can't help but look into the store, curious.

"I'm going out to receive guests first." Fei Duoan brought the baked bread outside the shop, leaving Hill alone in the kitchen.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and the distracting thoughts that Hill had finally left behind emerged again.

...pocket watch.

He took out his pocket watch and checked it carefully. Sure enough, the hands that should have been stagnant were indeed turning.Cerberus had said that the pocket watch would stop, but Hill had no idea when it would stop.

I... did something bad.

Hill condemned his conscience all the time.But it's useless to think too much. When Mr. Fafner comes, he must return the pocket watch and apologize.

After making up his mind, Hill got up, picked out the cranberry biscuits from the still warm baking tray, carefully put them into a paper bag, and thought while putting them: Leave some biscuits for Neil too, if Mr. Fafner eats them all drop, Neal will cry.

After packing the biscuits, Hill took out the Sleeping Book from his backpack and placed it on a clean table.

On weekdays, as long as the cookies are ready, Neil will definitely crawl out of the sleep book as soon as possible.Today, after waiting for a long time, Neil was not seen.

Hill was a little anxious, holding the sleep book and calling in a low voice, even Fei Duoan outside couldn't help but look at the kitchen twice.

What to do... Neil still hasn't come out, could something have happened?

Hill felt a little uneasy, and anxiously wanted to fly to Neil to find out.

Thinking about it this way, the pocket watch in his pocket made a "click" sound, and Hill was so frightened that he immediately took it out to check, but as soon as he opened the watch cover, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and the land under Hill's feet disappeared mysteriously, and his body straightened. Fall straight down.

When he regained consciousness, Hill found himself lying on the grass. The vibrant grass was a bit prickly, with water droplets hanging from the tip of the leaves, as if it had just been exposed to a light rain.

Hill stood up and looked around.

Meadows, wheat fields, and cozy farm buildings.Had he fallen into the Sleep Book?

"Chirp." Just as Hill was thinking, a small soft cry successfully interrupted his thoughts.