rose nursery rhyme

When it was time to leave, Xidi got excited and asked the villagers to buy a sheep.

I don't know what breed this sheep is. The wool is white and fluffy, like fresh snow that has just fallen, but its face is extremely black. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the expression at all.

The child liked it very much, so he found a rope and tied it around the sheep's neck, and hung a bell on it, and the sound was very clear and crisp as he walked along.

Xi Di took the other end of the rope and walked on the path for a while, then suddenly turned around and looked at Brice thoughtfully.

Brice looked at him very keenly, and asked softly, "What?"

"It's okay." Shedi shook her head, thought for a while, and then said, "Can I touch your collar?"

Brace stopped, turned to look at him, no one was around, so he took off his hat.

The collar was still around his neck, and there were two deep teeth marks on the side. The person who bit it had used a lot of strength, and there was even dried blood on the side.

"Of course you can," he said. "You can do whatever you want."

Xidi didn't need to ask, and knew that the "how" definitely didn't include asking him to unscrew the collar and take it off.

But he wasn't for this now, so he didn't bother too much, and reached out to touch Brice's collar twice.

Bryce lowered his eyes, watching his movements almost reverently.

"Bells and chains," Siddie asked. "Which do you like?"

Bruce: "What?"

"I want to tie you something." The young man's expression can be seen to be serious thinking, not like a joke, "Make a mark."

Sidi seldom owns anything that is entirely her own.

The rose eye pendant on the neck is one, the space ring counts as one, and Bryce... can barely count as one now.

He regards Bryce as his own.

And I didn't ask for my opinion at all.

Brice wasn't angry. Instead, he seemed to have heard some touching love words. He smiled slowly, lowered his head to Sidi's ear, and kissed the young man's delicate earlobe.

In the end, he didn't leave, and leaned into Xidi's ear and asked, "So you think I'm a sheep?"

Sidi remained motionless: "The sheep are much cuter than you."

The sheep couldn't understand. When they saw the two people stop, they lowered their heads to eat grass leisurely. Their fighting power was amazing, and they had already gnawed away a small piece of turf near Xidi's feet.

Brice straightened up in a good mood, and continued to walk forward, while saying to Xidi: "I still keep the gift you gave me on the first day."

Xi Di led the sheep and followed, thought for a while, but couldn't remember what she had given him: "What gift?"

"You forgot?" Brice stretched out his hand, palm up, "This is it."

He is a magician, the power of elements invisible to the naked eye condenses in his palm, forming a small vortex, and then something gradually appears from the center of the vortex.

Scarlet, broken roses.

It was the one that Sheedy picked up at random in the rose garden.

The rose was well preserved by some means. It was originally missing a part of its petals, and although the rest was crumbling, it still hung firmly on the few remaining flower branches, and the damage was very artistic.

Sheedy had long forgotten about it.

He stared at Rose for a long time, barely remembered the outline, and then nodded: "Oh."

It seems that there is such a thing, but I didn't expect him to keep it.

Brice held the rose in his palm, and gently touched the petals of the rose with his fingertips.

"I don't like bells, and I don't need chains," he said, "but with your permission . . . I would like to add this."

with your permission.

It is the bell, it is the chain.

Call me or hold me and I will be yours forever.

In response, you too are mine forever.

Brice didn't say this, and Xidi didn't know, the child just glanced at it casually, blinked: "It's up to you."

He just wanted a mark that belonged to him. As for the mark itself, it could be anything.

Simple yet strikingly possessive.

The elements that make up the rose are entangled and twisted again, and it automatically wraps around Bryce's collar. When the reorganization is over, it becomes a dark red trace on the cold and hard black collar.

Like a thin line of blood.

Xi Di was happy: "It looks good."

Brace smiled, and two people who lived nearby walked up to him, and he put on his hood again.

Xidi thought of the same place, and then remembered something, and asked him: "I heard you are a bard."

Because he mentioned the rose garden just now, when he was walking among the rose bushes, he heard the guests vaguely mention it.

Bards, walking and singing on the entire continent, without the constraints of identity and status, are the most free people.

He must have been to many places.

"It's a bard..." Brice's voice was steady, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "Actually, it's just because he is homeless and has nowhere to go, so he has to wander around."

This is the second time he has mentioned homelessness.

Sidi: "Where's your house?"

Bryce paused.

Sidi: "Can't tell me?"

Bryce shook his head slightly.

"I don't have a home," he said. "Never have."

Xi Di: "..."

Bryce was annoying, and how docile he was, no one could ask him for clues about things he didn't want to say.

Shedi couldn't beat him again and again, and she had nothing to do with him, so she was a little depressed.

Looking back at the black-faced sheep looking at him innocently, he stretched out his hand and poked the sheep's forehead to scare it: "I will eat you today."

Anyway, the sheep couldn't understand, but for some reason, it was still very close to Sidi, happily grabbed the sleeve that the boy stretched out in front of him, and chewed it like eating grass.

****

The sheep, Xidi, got tired of being held for a long time, let go of the rope, and left it to graze on the grassland.

As the two traveled leisurely, they came and went to 'deepen' each other's understanding. When they arrived at the next town, each had a new experience of the nature of their traveling companions.

The more Brice looks at it, the more she thinks Xidi is cute, Xidi...

The little pervert's thoughts are very complicated. He has never dealt with this kind of situation. For a while, he still can't tell which kind of feelings he has more feelings for Bryce.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Anyway, it's your own thing now, and you can study it slowly when the time comes.

Sidi stood on the edge of the town, looking inside.

This is a very old town.

The scale is small, but it is much wider than the village.There are paths paved with stone slabs between the houses, and small white stones are dotted in the gaps between the stone slabs.

The endless prairie has finally come to an end here. There are clearly many buildings in the city, but for some reason they are empty, and there are basically no people to be seen.

Occasionally, one or two shadows flashed behind the closed windows, but they were all silent.

A small flock of black birds landed on the roof, slightly tilting their heads at the two newcomers, as if silently examining them.

An ominous silence.

Xidi wrinkled her nose and complained dissatisfiedly: "There are dead people here."

Moreover, he had died a lot, and there was an old and decayed atmosphere everywhere.

Brace: "Shall we go around?"

"Why take a detour?" Xidi shook her head and took a step forward, "I want to go in and have a look."

He asked Brace, who seemed unsurprised, "Do you know what happened here?"

Bryce: "Here..."

Before he could finish speaking, a voice suddenly raised from the depths of the town: "You two!"

Bryce and Xidi looked towards the source of the sound together.

The person who came was... a man.

Judging from his figure, he is a man, but his voice is still relatively young.

The reason for inferring from these is because the visitor has a mask on his face, which completely covers his facial features.

Most of the mask is made of leather, with a long shape protruding strangely from the lower end, which completely covers the human head, only the eyes are hollowed out, and are inlaid with two round pieces of glass.

Behind the glass are a pair of bright blue eyes.

Siddie: "Beak."

"Hmm." Brace said softly, "Plague doctor."

This is a mask used by some doctors to block the spread of the plague. The bird's beak is stuffed with herbs. As for the specific formula, each doctor's is not the same.

...the reason why there is no one in the town is obvious.

The epidemic doctor is in good shape, with long legs, and it only took a short while to walk in front of the two from a distance.

The question was quite blunt: "What are you doing here?"

Brice nodded to him: "Good day, Your Excellency... We are just two travelers passing by."

The mask covered all the expressions on the plague doctor's face, they could only see from his eyes that he seemed to relax a little, and frowned again: "Just a traveler?"

Brace: "Yes."

Epidemic doctor: "It's easy to handle... This city is not very convenient to enter now, the two of you can walk around, okay?"

Sheedy interjected, asking bluntly, "Why?"

Epidemic Doctor: "..."

He seemed to have a rather irritable personality, but seeing that it was a teenager who asked him the question, he still answered Xi Di: "Have you seen my outfit?"

Xidi nodded obediently: "I see."

"The city... was infected with a plague half a year ago." The plague doctor said, "I am the doctor here."

Plague is a very terrible thing.

The town was densely populated and unsuspecting, and when people first fell it was thought to be a seasonal ailment that would soon be cured.

When people were careless, the rats roaming the city brought it to everyone.

Death followed.

"Although the large-scale death has basically ended, there are not many people left in this city." The epidemic doctor seemed to smile wryly, "There is nothing interesting to go in now, and it may make the two of you sick... …For your sake, it’s safer to leave as soon as possible.”

He was a doctor, yes, but they were a small town here, neither important nor rich.People didn't have a particularly good way to resist the plague, and almost half of the population died before the spread of the epidemic was barely controlled.

It's not something to brag about.

The author says:

Bring a circle, just fun (.

"Fairy Rider" is over, and the next article is "Three Forks".

...Actually these are the names of the chapter names hhhhh (what a mess

The original form of the plague is the plague, but in short, various secondary creations have been added. Take a look at it casually, don’t take it too seriously, and the focus of the next article is not on the plague itself.