gift to the devil

Although Lou Ye was ready to serve Alan in all aspects, Alan didn't give him this chance.

Speaking of it, it was also thanks to the necklace sent by Lou Ye, because the light and dark elements contained in it magically stopped Alan's pain and accelerated the healing speed.

When Allen walked into the bathroom relying on his own strength, it meant that Lou Ye, the omnipotent waiter, was laid off after only pouring a glass of water.

But he didn't leave. After all, Alan was still dying in the morning and couldn't move. In the afternoon, he was alive and able to make up his homework. It's a bit strange to think about it.

"It's only [-] words of thoughts on the Festival of Lights. Is there something wrong with this teacher?" Lou Ye sat on the bed, idly flipping through Alan's textbooks and homework, "The key point is that you really came up with nonsense. , I don’t even know what to say.”

"Then you'd better not say it." Allen put down the quill, stretched, and the crystal around his neck shook.

It is constantly changing its shape, black and white light and shadow intertwine, and it looks extraordinarily luxurious.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have given you this thing. I'll wait until two months later." Lou Ye idly tossed Alan's composition paper aside, and even started to read the book "Thousand Things You Must Know" out of boredom. Zero One Devil's Common Sense".

Allen indifferently drew the magic circle in his memory on the kraft paper: "But there is no reason to take the gift back, and you have said that, I am even more embarrassed to refuse, and you will not accept the birthday gift two months later." Remember to prepare."

Lou Ye let out a long sigh, covered his face with the made-up torn book, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The only sound left in the room was the soft sound of salsa when the quill touched the paper.

The wind blew the hair on Alan's forehead, and he stopped suddenly, but he didn't turn around to look at the person on the bed: "Speaking of... Lou Ye."

Lou Ye, who was playing backgammon in his mind, snorted: "Why, what's the matter, you feel uncomfortable and want me to hug you?"

"It's not that kind of thing." Allen paused, obviously he was extraordinarily hesitant, but in the end he managed to ask, "When is your birthday?"

Lou Ye froze for a moment.

Of course he had a birthday before he came to this world, but that usually represented the date of a big party, not that he was a year older, and after he came to this world, he didn't even think about it.

After all, every day of his life is an extra day, and he enjoys it immensely.

"How can I remember this kind of thing? To be honest, if you ask me how old I am now, I don't necessarily remember it. If you have to say it, one day the contract between me and you is completely established, and you are completely plunged into darkness. My birthday."

Allen put down the quill and turned around. He looked at Lou Ye with a scrutinizing gaze, but his lips pouted uncontrollably, and he always felt that there was a lot more resentment.

"All right, all right," Lou Ye couldn't stand being stared at by him, "Then your birthday should be my birthday, I was born on the same day as you, it sounds very good."

The more he talked about Lou Ye, the more he felt it made sense. That snowy night was indeed his first day here.

Allen was not very satisfied with this answer, but he still carefully circled the date on the calendar with a red pen.

Leisure time always flies by very quickly. Although Louye still wants to continue to be lazy, Alan can't bear to stay in the dormitory and get moldy all the time. After being pressed by Louye for three days, he will go out.

There will be a loose holiday after the Festival of Lights, which will be left for monks and knights to adjust and rest. After leaving the dormitory, Allen can only take a stroll at school or in the city.

It's much better than staying in the room and listening to Lou Ye complaining from time to time.

"May the God of Light protect us." Allen stood in front of the statue, bowed his head devoutly, and prayed sincerely.

Lou Ye stood on the side, and people passing by around would cast curious glances from time to time, and some even didn't want to hide it, just stared at it openly.

It's quite normal to think about it, not to mention Lou Ye, but Alan "performed" thoroughly at the Festival of Lights.

Although the performance of the God of Light was undoubtedly a failure for Alice Academy, but for Ron City, this Festival of Light was indeed an unprecedented success.

It is not a phantom that simply walks on the ground, but a reality that flaps its wings and flies freely in the sky.

Rumors about Alan naturally spread throughout the city, and even intensified. Some people have secretly speculated whether Alan is related to the Son of Glory thousands of years ago.

Lou Ye is also quite satisfied with this, after all, his current role is that of Allen's guardian knight.

After finishing his prayer, Alan turned around to greet Lou Ye. The two of them planned to take a stroll in Ron City today, to feel the excitement of a big city different from a small town.

Anyway, Lou Ye has a lot of money, of course, all of these are legal income, but Lou Ye said that he cannot disclose the specific source.

"This candy is really delicious. If you can take a pack home, the children will be very happy." Allen stood in a dessert shop, and his words of praise caused the store manager to straighten up, Even the smooth forehead is shining brightly.

Lou Ye ate a small piece, and commented: "The skin seems to be a little burnt, and the sugar content is a bit too much. Alan, I promise to make it better."

Hearing what he said, Allen immediately wanted to apologize to the store manager, but who would have thought that the store manager's eyes would light up instead, and he said with a sense of enlightenment: "Yes, you are right! I have never been able to find the problem with this kind of candy. Where, as soon as you said it today, I immediately understood!"

After finally politely declining the store manager's super luxurious sugar bag gift package, Alan breathed a long sigh of relief when he walked out of the store.

"I did him a big favor." Lou Ye didn't speak the whole time, watching Alan and the enthusiastic store manager engage in tug-of-war with a smile on his face.

Allen said angrily: "Even if you are well-intentioned, you shouldn't say it so directly. You should be more tactful and not so straightforward."

Lou Ye snorted: "As for it, anyway, I just said it casually. Whether he listens or doesn't care or not has nothing to do with me. After all, I have already told him kindly."

"Then if I'm going to do something stupid, would you tell me the same?"

Time seemed to stop suddenly, Allen looked quietly at Lou Ye, and the air between the two suddenly froze.

"If you're the one doing something stupid, then of course I..." would say the same thing.

"Lou Ye! And Alan, are you guys coming out to play too?" A sudden voice interrupted their staring and shattered the originally confined space.

Allen's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched unhappily. When he turned his head, he found that it was Andy and Brett.

They stood on the other side of the street, followed by many servants who came to carry things, and they were so mighty and conspicuous.

The sun was not too hot, and winter was coming in a blink of an eye, and a small amount of autumn wind blew past the two of them.

Allen walked forward with small steps, and deliberately bumped Lou Ye's shoulder when he walked past him: "We'll have a good talk about this serious issue when we get back."

Lou Ye clicked his tongue impatiently, completely unable to understand what Alan was struggling with. He looked at the two noisy things that shouldn't appear, and followed them one step behind.