Mo Ya waved to Xiaofeng lying on his back, squinted his eyes and said: "Xiaofeng, you seem to be out of shape all day today, what's wrong, what's on your mind?"

Xiaofeng walked over slowly, sat down at a distance from him, and asked without answering: "Then tell me first, why are you unhappy? Is it because of Alans?"

"Ellens? Why do you think it's because of him?"

"Aren't you sad because he's leaving?"

"Oh... Witt is right, you really know a lot of things, Alans... Ah, yes, I am in a bad mood because of him, and I also know that you can't sleep because of him." Moya said Just propping up his upper body, he approached Xiaofeng, grabbed a blade of grass and scratched his face, "Because your thoughts are full of him."

Regardless of Xiaofeng's reaction, Moya threw the grass away and looked up at the night sky.It's a pity that the weather is not good tonight. There are neither stars nor moon. The dark sky is like a bottomless black hole, and I don't know what to see.

Xiaofeng didn't respond, and at this moment his heart was like the black hole in front of him that was about to devour him. It was so big that he couldn't find the edge, but it was empty inside, but there might be something, but it was too much and too messy. The messy threads piled up into a curtain, firmly blocking his eyes, so he couldn't see anything.

But Moya was not wrong, the other end of the thread was indeed in the hands of Allens.

His thoughts had flown into the black hole, and the feeling around Xiaofeng's body also became weaker and lighter. He almost couldn't feel himself, but the next moment he was startled by the face that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Moya was leaning against him with his arms propped up, his face was very close, and when he was giggling, he could even smell the smell of barbecue.

"What are you doing?" Xiaofeng asked angrily.

"You like Aarons." With a firm tone and an unquestionable attitude.

Xiaofeng moved his butt uncomfortably, stepped back a little distance, and stared defensively at the convulsed person in front of him.

"Why this reaction, I won't snatch someone from you!" Moya pouted unhappily.

Xiaofeng thought about it, and decided to ask: "Why did you say that suddenly, he is my nurturer, if I don't like him, does he like you?"

"Tch, you know what I mean, what are you pretending to do?" Moya sat back again, smiling meaningfully.

"You... what do you mean by that?" Xiaofeng asked tentatively, but he had actually guessed something in his heart.

"What I mean is, you mock the wind, you like—er no, love, love is more accurate—you fall in love with your nurturer!" Moya kept staring into the eyes of the mocking wind as he spoke , not allowing him to escape in the slightest.

like?Why is this word again?Xiao Feng frowned, why do people always put this word in front of him intentionally or unintentionally recently?He just likes Alans' touch, just a little worried about Alans, just a little bit when he sees Alans standing in front of him desperately... Could it be that this is love?

"But I'm a dragon..." The stuttering words matched his dull expression very well.

Hearing this, Moya gave him a hard look, "You are human now, aren't you?"

"Can……"

"There are so many but but!" Moya interrupted him impatiently, "Do you always feel that he is useless and want to leave him all day long?"

Hearing this, the daze just now quickly disappeared, and the mocking wind turned serious, "...how do you know?"

"How do I know? Heh, Alans sees all your little things. He almost sticks his eyeballs to you every day. Do you think he doesn't know? But it's not him and me. It was said that Werther guessed it from the way you two get along. Ahrens, he is a person who rots in his stomach!"

This is extremely correct, Xiaofeng nodded in agreement.

"Don't rush to agree with me. We haven't clarified this matter yet. Why do you think that Aarons is useless? Because he is inexperienced and can't fight?"

"No." Xiaofeng sighed, "Every time I scold him, he just keeps his head down and doesn't speak. A man can't even defend himself. Isn't this cowardice?"

"That's it?" Moya shook his head again and again, "Now I finally know why Werther said that the emotional intelligence of beasts may not be very high, and he specifically asked me several times to tell you slowly!"

Xiaofeng squinted his eyes, "Beasts? Emotional intelligence is not high?"

"You don't have to threaten me, I'll see what you can do to me with Allens around!" Moya puffed out his chest, expressing the term "fake tiger prestige" to the fullest.

Xiaofeng was not afraid at all, and grinned, "Believe it or not, I have a hundred ways to fix you, and I won't let Alans see the slightest flaw."

Because of the aura shown by the mocking wind, he involuntarily shrunk his neck, Moyan said in a low voice: "You, do you still want to hear it?"

"Okay, let's listen to what you have to say first." Xie Feng withdrew his coercion as he said, he just wanted to scare Moya.

Moya let out a dissatisfied "tss" in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He just continued what he said just now: "Ellens has traveled all over the world. He has never seen any scenes or experienced anything. Back then, he was killed by that servant. After the betrayal of the man in the corps, even though he knew it was impossible to win, didn’t he still go back to fight with him? Today’s game is the same. And we were trapped in that strange city before, didn’t he walk in Lead us to find the way out? If such a person is still cowardly, there may not be many strong people in the world! As for the 'cowardly' you mentioned..."

Having said that, Mo Ya paused for a moment, then changed his tone and whispered: "Xiaofeng, have you ever thought that Aarons' reaction may be just because he is afraid of losing you?"

"Afraid...of losing me?"

"Yeah." Moya nodded, "I heard that he went to the spirit room because of you. You may not know that there is a festival between him and the Elf Emperor, a big festival, and they never get in touch with each other. That kind of thing, but he didn’t go just because of you?”

"Yes, is that so..." Xiaofeng lowered his head, as if he was thinking, but God knows, his mind is even more chaotic now than before.

"Well... To put it bluntly, his duel with Gene was not only because of being betrayed, but also for you. The one who protects the calf does not allow anyone to slander you."

What, the truth is this?Hearing so many things that he had never thought of before suddenly, Xiao Feng couldn't react for a while.

"Hey, you're still young, it's normal not to understand." Seeing this, Moya immediately changed into an old man, and sighed old-fashionedly while speaking.

The eyebrows of the "still young" mocking wind twitched.

Moya didn't see it, he stood up and patted the blades of grass on his pants, and said, "I haven't seen him for two years, and when we saw him this time, I found that he has changed a lot, he was not like this before. "

"That's what Werther said."

"Really, he didn't mention this to me... But Alans has really changed. He used to love to dig into corners."

"He is still stubborn to death." Xiaofeng was very puzzled.

"Ah, that's different! You may not be able to imagine that the former Allens would even be anxious because the usual breakfast suddenly ran out of milk. Why? Because he has no sense of security! His parents died young and he has no relatives. It is useless to have a noble title, but it has become a topic of ridicule by his peers, so his childhood was very difficult, until he was adopted by his teacher, the situation began to improve, but the shadow has been permanently branded .He has a stubborn temper, and he works hard to be strong, but he dare not fight with others, all because he has no sense of security."

Xiaofeng thought carefully about the Allens he knew well. Although he was stubborn, he would never be entangled in a glass of milk. Although his actual combat skills were terrible, he would definitely go all out when he met the enemy. Diligent and strong.his change...

"Because of me?"

"That's right, although you look strange and have no ability, uh, don't look at me like that, I'm not saying you're bad... just you know, you are like this in everyone's eyes, only Alan Si just treats you as a treasure. In his heart, you are all his spiritual support, his reliance, and the source of his sense of security. Even his teacher could not give him this kind of feeling... However, he may be too trapped Shen, I accidentally entrusted you with love."

Moya mumbled the last sentence in a low voice, almost to himself, and the mocking wind didn't hear clearly.

"What did you say?"

"Ah, it's nothing... Oh, you should think about it for yourself! You've almost digested it. There's still a game tomorrow. I'm going back to sleep!"

Looking at the back of Moya running away like fleeing for his life, Xiaofeng couldn't help shaking his head again and again, you can go to sleep, but I am about to be entangled to death by more and more messy threads.

Alans, he... oh, he refuses to say anything, he hides so many things in his mind, sometimes I really want to pry open his head to have a look...

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In the early morning, Alans woke up in a daze after not having a good night's sleep. When he opened his eyes, he did not see the mocking wind. He thought that what he sensed while falling asleep was not an illusion.But he didn't think much about it, he thought that Xiaofeng went to the woods to find the magic core.After simply washing up by the river, Allens looked up and saw Xiaofeng standing far behind him, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

Seeing Alans looking at him, mocking Feng's face remained unchanged, and he said quietly: "Alans, I want to give you a gift today." After speaking, he turned his head and left, leaving Alans in a daze .

The author has something to say: Ah, Xiaofeng finally understands, he is so happy! [What are you waiting for, quickly get someone into the bridal chamber!

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