My BE is all over the world

What a strange person.

This is Ji Guoyuan's first impression of Kazama Yu, and it is also the impression that Ji Guoyuan has kept until now.

This strange person he met on the way showed nostalgic and satisfied eyes when he lost his mushroom and rubbed his food, and then slowly followed when Ji Guoyuan packed up his small baggage together behind him.

At first, it was relatively hidden, falling far behind him, and came only when it was time to eat, and occasionally brought a lot of delicious food for him to cook.

Ji Guoyuanyi's reaction was to look at the hunted wild boar nearby, and then at the small bowl in his small hand, with a slightly pensive expression on his face.

Ji Guoyuan is seriously thinking about how to use a small bowl to cook meat for two people.

Kazama Yu realized this by looking at his expression, and couldn't help but slightly bent his eyebrows.He patted the dust off the corner of his clothes and got up to leave, not forgetting to tap Ji Guo Yuanyi on the head before leaving.

Between them, Kazama Yu has always processed the ingredients and handed them directly to him. This is a habit and consensus reached inexplicably. Kazama Yu said that it is better for children to touch less blood.

Now that Kazama Yu left, Ji Guoyuan was a little stunned.

He stood there blankly for a long time without knowing what he should do next, and when he was about to find Xiaodao to deal with it himself, Kazama Yu came back.

Reaching out to tap Ji Guo Yuan Yi's head again, Kazama Yu confiscated the knife, and then dragged out a pot from behind him, which looked more serious than Ji Guo Yuan Yi's small bowl.Kazama Yu reached out and handed the small pot to Ji Guoyuan, before turning around to process the meat.

It's not complicated to deal with. The two people, one big and one small, hid in the cave in the somewhat cold autumn weather and kept warm around the flames raised up by them. Kazama Yu didn't eat much. Ji Guoyuanyi, who warmed his hands in a small bowl, drank the broth bit by bit.

Very small one.Kazama Yu thought, he felt smaller than the child he turned into a mermaid.Sure enough, the pot I brought from the system is still useful. Ji Guoyuan looks a little younger than his peers, and the places he occasionally pinches are thin and thin, a little baby fat that a child of this age should have nothing.

With the mentality of raising a child, Kazama Yu's wandering leaf finally fell into the palm of Ji Guoyuanyi who stood under the tree and stretched out his upper hand to catch him.

They began to travel together.

……

In a small hospitable village that accepted them, Zhongji Guoyuan chose to stop his journey. He looked at the kind and warm smiles of the villagers and did not react too much, until a villager next to him was curious. asked out.

"Son, did you wander here alone?" the kind old woman asked in a soft voice, and gently touched his head.

The touch is different from Kazama Yu, Kazama Yu likes to knock his head most of the time, but the same is very gentle.

Ji Guoyuan raised his head slightly, and when he was about to respond and shook his head to veto, he found that there was nothing behind him. Indeed, as the old woman said, he was "a person" in their eyes.

Kazama Yu... Ji Guoyuan repeated the name once in his heart for unknown reasons, but in the end he didn't think much about it, maybe they were just travelers on the road.

He nodded and moved into the unoccupied house vacated by the villagers.

The room was a bit messy, but it was worth living in.Ji Guoyuan, who has been taking care of his mother with his mother all the year round, is naturally good at cleaning some housework. When he was about to clean up with a rag he found somewhere, he found a familiar person in a small corner deep in the room.

The dilapidated windows were blown by the autumn breeze and creaked. On rare days when the sun was out, the golden light like ears of wheat spilled in and formed golden beads, occasionally a few splashed out. , smashed to the ground.Someone arranged a soft cushion and placed it on the wall and the floor. He was leaning on it, just away from the intrusion of the sun, with his eyes downcast, breathing softly and whispering a little, as if he was having a good dream.

Scattered hair in the shadows covered the sharpness at the end of his eyes, and the soft golden light smeared all over his body dragged him over, blurring his own sense of alienation .

Kazama Feather.

When Ji Guoyuan looked at the familiar face, he didn't know why he felt a little bit relieved, which was barely covered by his flipping the page.

So he didn't leave.

Ji Guoyuan thought about it, and finally stopped the steps and movements he was tidying up. He patted the dust on the corner of his clothes and looked at the warm sun. Finally, he decided to follow his heart and go to sleep, a rare laziness in so many days. nap.

He quietly lifted the quilt covering Kazama Yu, got in, leaned on the cushion behind him, and finally chose to put his head on Kazama Yu's hand.

"good afternoon."

Accompanied by the sound of gradually steady breathing, Kazama Yu slowly opened one eye on the side close to Ji Guoyuan with his face leaning against the wall, and his pupils turned to look down.

He stretched out his hand to grab the quilt and pulled it up a little, the arm being leaned on fell down, making the tight place soften, allowing the child to rest better.He silently opened and closed the corners of his lips imitating the child's serious look.

good afternoon.

……

A homeless child lives in the hut on the east side. He is carrying a small package, his clothes are a little tattered, and there are strange lines on his face, but it can be seen that he must be a good boy.

As the old woman said so, the children around her jumped up and down.

"Grandma, can we go play with him?"

The old woman smiled gently and nodded the head of the leading child: "Of course."

The group of children did not come, but the old woman herself.She came over with a lot of rice and some food, put them in a basket and handed them to Ji Guoyuan.The basket was a bit heavy, and Ji Guoyuan struggled to hold it.

The old woman looked around and saw that the house was much cleaner, it was completely different from the dilapidated one in the past, those cold things were contaminated with human breath.

The old woman smiled and patted Ji Guoyuanyi's head: "Thank you for your hard work, child. It must be tiring to clean up by yourself? But you did a great job."

Ji Guoyuan shook his head, and looked at Kazama Yu who was leaning against the wall not far away with his arms folded.Kazama Yu helped him a lot.

But the old woman seemed to not see Kazama Yu, she didn't mention his existence at all, but opened the door and walked out after giving some simple instructions.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan looked at the basket full of things, he heard footsteps.Kazama Yu came over, stood beside him, reached out and squeezed the rice.

"How about seafood porridge tonight?" Kazama Yu asked, but he seemed to have made a decision, "Let's go catch crabs together later."

The days pass by in a simple way, but for Ji Guoyuanyi, it is a very fulfilling and happy life, he likes this kind of life.

Ordinary and simple.

When Ji Guoyuanyi returned from a trip, a small tail followed him.It was a little girl with a pretty face, but those obsidian-like eyes were amazing.

The little girl's name is Song, Song of Poetry.

When we met for the first time, Kazama Yu didn't expect that Ji Guoyuan would bring someone back soon. When Ji Guoyuan reached out to introduce Kazama Yu beside him, Ge raised his eyes and saw Ji Guoyuan When Yuanyi pointed at the place, what was reflected in the pupils should have been nothingness, but it was filled by Kazama Yu's figure in an instant.

Ge was a little puzzled. There should be no one standing there, but at this moment, there was indeed a person standing there.She thought about it, but she was a child after all, so she soon thought that she had made a mistake.

Kazama Yu nodded, and handed out one of the small candies in his pocket.He didn't speak, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the sounds of pain that could not be suppressed would be revealed.

Next time, I have to make it clear with Ji Guoyuan that I can pick someone up, but I can't take them home.

Fortunately, a pure child can see him without much cost.

Ge's eyes are beautiful, shining like obsidian. Kazama Yu once boasted about her, but was refuted by Ge's words.

"The eyes of Kazama are the most beautiful." Ge said, she took Kazama Yu's hand and pulled him to the river, pointing to the sparkling water, "Look, that is the real obsidian .”

When they were talking, Ji Guoyuan was leaning against a tree on one side, and seemed to be taking a short rest with his eyes closed.But his ears moved slightly, and he took everything not far away into his ears.

The system looked at the three people and Hehehe, but he hated iron and steel, and was muttering about it when he went to pick the fruit.

[Everyone picked up their child bride-in-law by themselves!You are still so happy! 】

——…

- They are all children.

[Childhood sweethearts are the scariest! 】

Following its words, Kazamaha thought of himself and Sawada Tsunayoshi in the last world, and finally shook his head helplessly.

——Yuan Yige just treats her as a younger sister.

That child is still ignorant of the world, and is still learning about love and hate.Kazama Yu didn't want to overwhelm the seedlings, and he didn't want Ji Guoyuan to mistakenly treat other emotions as love that he didn't understand because of the mission.

The system wanted to mutter something, but after seeing the indifferent and threatening gaze from Shangfeng Jianyu, it realized that although the master beside him had been taking care of the children a lot recently, he was still not easy to mess with.

So it silenced.

……

Ji Guoyuan once showed great interest in the knife hanging on Kazama Yu's waist, for unknown reason.Perhaps it is also due to the study that I saw in the successor country a long time ago.

Kazama Yu was aware of this, but he had always followed Ji Guo Yuan and doted on Ji Guo Yuan, and he did not choose to give Ji Guo Yuan the knife at his waist.

Occasionally, he would talk about these things with Ji Guoyuan, but they were all fragmentary.

"I'm a samurai, but the meaning is different from ordinary samurai." Kazama Yu said, "Don't think too much, I'm just an unknown samurai. It's like the dead leaves falling around you."

He always likes to compare himself with very bad things.

This was refuted by Song.

The song said: "The wind is not the dead leaves, but the ears of wheat."

Kazama Yu raised his eyebrows, as if interested, he lowered his head and approached the little girl and pinched her face: "What kind of metaphor is this?"

Ge faltered and couldn't squeeze out words anymore, she just simply felt that way, and instinctively refuted, but never thought about how to explain it.

Ji Guoyuan, who has always been quiet, said, "It's hope."

The ears of wheat represent the harvest, the hope of life, and the satisfied smile.

Although it doesn't look like it on the outside, it is true that Kazama Yu is made up of these things.

The faint smile in Kazama Yu's eyes sank, his eyes turned from Shi's body and landed on Ji Guo Yuanyi's body, until finally he changed into a complicated look and a soft sigh.

"Then I'll keep this word for you for the time being."

Kazama Yu said: "I'll give it back to you when you grow up."