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"How are you going to find Bastian?" After dinner, Benoit and Nibel sat side by side on the sofa, and Benoit clamped Nibel's ankle with his feet and asked him.

"Go straight to Thrush. He probably won't be able to wait."

"Then the lady you mentioned earlier—"

"Mrs. Robinson is either in his hands or she's gone. We'll never know until we've seen him."

Charlie prepared the carriage and waited outside the door, seeing the two pull hands into the carriage.

"Strange, sir, were they so sticky before?" He scratched his head, turned over and sat on the horse, side by side with Joe.

The sound of horseshoes drove away thinly and regularly, the light green field meets the white sky, and the horizon line reveals the silhouette of the undulating forest in the distance.

Nibel squinted his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair. Benoit grabbed Nibel's hand and played with it. After rubbing it for a while, he suddenly said:

"I'm hard."

"You are too frank." Nibel opened his eyes, and glanced at him with a half-smile: "Are you usually alienated from the polite and gentlemanly demeanor?"

"There is no need to alienate you." Benoit was like a red-haired fox, staring at Nibel with his lower eyelids, his pitiful yellow eyes were like two glass beads.

"No, hold on." Nibel withdrew his hand: "You are weak, just now I was thinking about letting them make some ginseng soup to nourish you at night."

"What kind of ginseng soup - I don't need it!" He elongated his voice, his voice was like soft cotton.

"If you say it again, I will pinch you."

Benoit didn't speak for a while, Nibel turned his head and saw Benoit staring at him with his hands on the chair.

"Just once—" After making eye contact with Nibel, Benoit narrowed his eyes and laughed, his tone bubbling sweetly.

"I have to do business today, no." Nibel looked away: "I'll talk about it when I come back tonight."

So, the virgin is the most troublesome.

Benoit replied wearily, then fell on Nibel again, resting his head on his lap.

"It would be great if only the two of us were left in the world." Benoit grabbed his hair and played with it in front of his eyes.

"Ok?"

"We can do whatever we want."

"What can't you do now?" Nibel pinched his nose sullenly. "Didn't you say it's night? If you don't, I'll do it for you."

After hearing this, Benoit turned over on his lap, facing Nibel's knee: "I'm going to sleep, after all I've worked so hard, and I have to be a gentleman when I wake up! "

Nibel stretched out his hand to cover Benoit's eyes: "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

The rest of the journey was fairly quiet. It was spring, and there was a moist scent in the forest, a mixture of various flowers.Opening the curtains, one can smell the quiet, moist land, soaked by the rain, with green grass sprouting constantly.The towering trees are wet by the rain, and the fresh green grass smell is magnified.

It turned out that it rained last night, but neither of them noticed.Nibel smiled, closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, and Benoit's steady breathing sounded in his ears.

Seeing Thrush, Nibel shook Benoit: "Wake up, baby."

Benoit rubbed his eyes: "Okay."

When he got out of the car, he stood still before realizing: "Nibel!"

"what happened?"

Benoit looked around, and when he saw someone, he just approached him, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Don't call me that casually! This makes me a little—"

Nibel looked down, sneered, and squeezed Benoit's face hard: "Why don't you just stay in the carriage."

He pinched one side of Benoit's face flushed, and only let go when he saw that the other party calmed down.Benoit rubbed the place where he was pinched, and approached Nibel:

"Then can I call you that too?"

"Why not?" Nibel stepped forward.

"I have to be a little mentally prepared. It's embarrassing to shout like this. How can you businessmen say such things so easily."

"Call when you want, I can do it, don't make it difficult." Nibel turned his head and looked at Benoit.

Benoit was half a step behind Nibel along the way, until when he passed the statue of Aphrodite, Benoit grabbed Nibel's sleeve, hesitated for a long time but did not speak.

Nibel sighed, took Benoit's hand, and picked it up: "I've said it before, don't be embarrassed. You can call me by my name directly, and I feel very happy."

"But--"

"It's okay." Nibel held on to Benoit's hand and squeezed his palm.

"Then let's do this!" Benoit finally raised his eyes, his eyes were bright: "From now on, I will only call you by your name! I won't call anyone else's."

Nibel laughed and clasped his hand: "That's really great."

Benoit smiled contentedly as if he had received some great comfort, and walked forward holding his hand.

When I arrived at the front desk, the person on duty was not Tom, who seemed quite unfamiliar.

"Hello, gentlemen. Check in?"

"Hello." Benoit hooked Nibel's hand under the counter, blushing: "I'm Benoit Guy."

"Mr. Guy!" The front desk reached for the notebook: "You—"

Benoit nodded slightly: "I want to come to your manager."

"Here, Mr. Guy, it's like this." The front desk flipped through the book: "Our boss said that if you come, we will ask you and your friends to go directly to him."

The two people in front of the counter looked at each other, and Nibel nodded: "Go."

"Please wait a moment." The front desk bowed, called a person from the inner room to take his place, and came out to guide Benoit and the others.

The three of them walked out of the building and walked forward. There were bushes and tall trees on the side of the road.

Nibel was wondering where he was going, but the man pushed away the bushes around him, revealing a path paved with stones.

"This is—" Nibel asked in surprise.

The man didn't answer, but nodded slightly, and walked in.

The path, hidden by bushes ahead and trees on either side, never attracted Nibel's attention.Nibel remembered that Mrs. Mir's accidental disappearance last time should have taken this road.

Within a few minutes, a flat-roofed wooden house appeared in front of the two of them.There is a fence around the wooden house, and some knives and guns are hung on the windows.

The man did not speak, and bowed to bid them farewell.Nibel stepped forward and found that the gate of the fence was half open, so he pushed it open and walked in.

As soon as he reached the door, the door of the house opened.

Basile, or Bastian, was standing in the doorway, holding a glass of cider in a wide-mouthed glass.

"Long time no see." Seeing Nibel's face, he couldn't wait to greet him.

"Long time no see." Nibel nodded.

"I finally waited for you. I thought you didn't plan to come."

"Don't speak so politely, don't pretend."

Bastian choked: "Then what should I say?"

"For example, kneeling." Nibel smiled.Bastian squeezed the cup tightly, his eyes sank, and he snorted coldly.

"It's not what it used to be, Master." He pronounced the word Master very emphatically.

"Indeed, after not seeing you for so long, your knees are quite stiff." Nibel crossed his arms: "Why, don't you invite me in for a sit down?"

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