ride on the back of a dragon

After walking in the unchanging yellow sand for a few days, Carat finally saw the towering mountains from a distance, spanning the sky as wide as the endless sand sea.

Because the arm injury was not healed, Hill insisted that he sleep well every night and resolutely refused to drive at night.Carat was in a bit of trouble. He set off too hastily, and he didn't bring much dry food and water. He had never been so far away from Chuyue City in the past, and he had no idea where the water source was.

"Sill..." Carat argued again: "I don't need to worry about my injury at all. Let's continue on our way. You can see that Orion is so bright, so we won't lose our way at all."

Hill looked up at the night sky, and Orion's bright belt of three stars flashed across his eyes.He lowered his head and concentrated on helping Clara bandage the wound that had just been medicated, as if he was determined to ignore it.Carat watched as he unhurriedly took out the kraft paper bag from his backpack and unwrapped it, divided the last pita inside into two halves, rewrapped one half, divided the other half, and handed it to Carat.

"No no no you eat, I'm not hungry at all." Carla hurriedly pushed the dry cake back, he wasn't trying to be brave, he was really not hungry.He has always had a small appetite since he was a child, and he can last for a long time by eating anything.

But Hill couldn't do it. During the days with him, Carat found that the length of sleep this person seemed to have something to do with how much he ate.He can stay awake longer if he eats more. He eats only a few bites of pancakes for several days. It takes Carat a long time to wake him up from his sleep every day, and he also has to beware of the occasional outburst of waking up. .Hill doesn't lose his temper or complain, he bites his mouth tightly when he's in a bad mood, and the corners of his eyes are like daggers, piercing Kela's whole body, as if he really did something wrong, but he doesn't There is no way, after all, he can't concoct any delicacies, and Hill, like him, has no interest in the barbecue insects that the desert people love, and even has some resistance.

Hill also seemed to be used to him not being hungry very much, so he unceremoniously rolled up half a sheet of pita and stuffed it into his stomach.He shook the sheepskin water bag that was about to bottom out, and drank the last few sips of water.

"Sleep." Hill closed his eyes against a huge aloe.There are no sandstorms this season, and they can rest in peace.The leaves of aloe vera are thick and have strong regeneration ability. Carat broke off a leaf that rose from the ground and tore off the hard skin. The slightly sweet mesophyll quenches thirst.

"I'm not sleepy, and...are we running out of water..." Clara wasn't sure if Hill's feigned composure meant he was worried. Water was the top priority in the desert.He couldn't help feeling a little resentful. He didn't know why Hill was in such a hurry to leave. With the help of Kama, the luggage was packed indiscriminately. There was no time to borrow the camel, let alone store the food.

"Yes." The man closed his eyes with a look of indifference.

"Sill, I think we need to have a good talk." Carat squeezed Hill's cheek hard, his mouth was squeezed into the shape of a goldfish's mouth, Carat cut a small piece of aloe vera leaves and threw it in: "You don't want to sleep."

The other party opened his eyes, chewed a few times, and his eyes fell on the huge leaf in Carat's hand.

"I know, it's not very convincing for a person like me who has never been out of the desert since childhood, but it's not a small thing without water Hill. It's too dangerous. The mountains ahead seem very close, but at least we have to go without camels It took us two days to get out." It has nothing to do with wealth, ability, wisdom, or experience. Anyone who does not drink water for two days is tantamount to committing suicide in the dry desert.

"Don't you believe me?" Hill stared at him at a close distance, and Cara felt uncomfortable for a while, and looked away guiltily.

"No, it's not that I don't believe it..." He always felt that Hill looked at him differently in the past few days. He couldn't say the specific change. He just felt that the original cool spring didn't feel so cool. Carat's temples felt numb when he saw it. Yes, flustered.

"Then have a good rest. I'll take you to see Fleur." Hill turned around and wanted to break a piece of cool aloe vera, but Carat hurriedly stopped: "Don't break it. You can't eat too much of this, just satisfy your cravings." Most Aloe vera is poisonous, and eating too much can cause dizziness, nausea and abdominal pain.Carat cut another translucent leaf meat the size of a knuckle and handed it to Hill's mouth. The man opened his mouth and bit, almost getting his fingers into the mouth.Sometimes Carat would suddenly have a feeling of feeding animals. He always felt that raising a sand dune cat with a bad temper was probably the same, gluttonous, lethargic, and getting up.But cats won't respond to your care, nor can they show you the outside world.

They kept talking about Fleur these days.Carat named her Bubbles, because the last memory in the dream was a large number of floating bubbles.Open your eyes again, and there is this little guy beside you.

"Fleur sounds nice, and looks more like a dragon than Bubbles. Did you name it?" Clara asked Hill.

"No. Dragons are born with a name. Fleur is the flame." Hill's voice was very low, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep.

"How do you know? She can't speak, so how can she tell you?" Ever since she accepted the existence of dragons, Carat couldn't restrain her inner curiosity more and more.

"...Dream." Obviously this is prevarication.As for the matter of the dragon, Hill was always reluctant to talk about it in depth, but every word was like a crack in another world, which was more attractive to Carat than anything else.

"Then where did you find it? Where are its parents?" Carat was not sleepy at all, staring at the bright constellations in the night sky.

"She has no parents." The voice became softer, and the man was so sleepy that he tilted his head on Carat's shoulder.

"No parents? Then how was she born?"

"Hatched."

"Egg? If there were no parents, who hatched her?" It turned out that dragons were born from eggs just like lizards.

"Yeah." Hill replied subconsciously, "I hatched."

Carat sat up straight and turned her head in amazement: "You applied it? You, how did you hatch??"

Hill slid his head off his shoulder, woke up, and gave him a helpless look.

Carat stuck out her tongue: "Sorry..." He was ready to accept Hill's anger, but the man just took off his cloak impatiently and folded it into a pillow, and fell to the ground with Carat in his arms: "Sleep first." After regaining consciousness, Hill fell asleep, leaving a steady stream of breath on the skin of his side neck, and the goosebumps faded and reappeared, and Carat did not know how long it took to fall asleep again and again.

When he woke up, Hill handed over the filled sheepskin water bag: "Are you awake?"

He rinsed his mouth and was a little surprised that this lazy cat can get up so early: "Where did you find water?"

Hill stomped his feet: "Underground River." It seemed that he had known the direction a long time ago: "Let's go?"

Carat nodded, grabbed the backpack on the side and threw it on her back.In the past few days, Hill has been making excuses that his injury is not healed, and refused to let him carry a backpack along the way.Ke Kela is not used to being taken care of like this at all, and always feels like a burden.

"Give me the backpack." Sure enough, Hill reached out and pulled the strap of the leather bag.

Carat made up her mind not to give it to him: "My arm is just scratched, and it's almost fine. And the backpack is on the shoulder. Hill! Don't listen to me. If you insist on grabbing it, then I have to carry it. you left."

The other party didn't seem to care much about what he said, and took the backpack off his shoulder.

Carat shut her mouth, waited for Hill to carry the sheepskin bag firmly, and stepped forward to block his way.The moment the two looked at each other, Carat took a deep breath, lowered her knees, lowered her center of gravity, bent down and put her shoulders against Hill's abdomen, caught the other side by surprise, and hung Hill on the wall like a bag of goods. Running all the way to the east.

"Put me down..." During the bumps, Hill was obviously not very comfortable, and his speech faltered.

"No. Who told you not to listen to me." Carat suddenly became excited.Originally, he just wanted to tease Hill to prove that his injury was completely fine.But while running at full speed, the breeze brushed his cheeks and passed by his ears. He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he sat on a certain roof and watched the children of the same age in Chuyue City chasing them through the streets.The boys, with their upper bodies bare and their fat brown arms and bellies shoved together, their thin braids flying behind their heads.It's obviously meaningless, but the way everyone laughs together is quite contagious.Carat occasionally watched them laugh together from a distance, but she had to cover her mouth to cover up her crisp laughter, because if those children found out his existence, they would definitely throw him away in disgust.Carat stayed on the high place quietly, he just wanted to watch for a while, and had no intention of disturbing their happiness.

Hill felt like throwing up his morning bite of pita.

It wasn't that the bread was delicious, but that he had neither eaten nor slept enough, so he was really reluctant to waste this little ration.He knew Carat was trying to save and barely eat, but so was he.

"Put me down..." Hill felt a little congested.

"No! I'm not tired!" Carat couldn't hide her emotions.At first, Hill thought he was angry with himself, but now the kid sounded very happy, and seemed to have forgotten his noble and elegant knight etiquette. Hill heard him send out a hearty laughter.

After running for a while, Carat finally slowed down and stopped slowly, putting him down.The kid proudly showed a big smile and stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the backpack."

Hill didn't dare to move, he could only adjust his breathing gently so that he wouldn't spit it out when he opened his mouth.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? His face is so ugly." Carat was stunned, and hurriedly touched his forehead: "It's not hot..."

When his churning stomach finally calmed down, Hill finally said, "It's okay." He took off his backpack and hung it on Carat's elbow, secretly regretting that he didn't do it at the beginning: "Let's go."

"Sill, do you have any friends? I mean other friends, the ones you always hang out with." Carat chased after her while putting on her bag.

"Well. There is one."

"How did you know each other?" Carat asked, "What kind of person is he?"

"We met many years ago." Hill silently hid the words "not human".

When he was young, he also had a strong interest in other creatures, similar to the behavior of humans making friends.But apart from corals and the occasional migratory turtle, no life is long-lasting.They appear and disappear, and Hill gradually understands that for a dragon, one must get used to being alone and avoid having feelings for other creatures, because he is different from those species that live in groups, and nothing can accompany him all the time, including humans. Gradually grow up and age, and I have to part with them after a period of time, otherwise the unchanged appearance will arouse suspicion.Until Finny shows up.

At first Hill only thought it was a strange bird that came from afar, but it never left after it came.Although the showman is noisy, its benefits are obvious. It tirelessly brings Hill novelty and excitement, and even takes him deep into human gathering places.He no longer needed to worry that after waking up from his sleep, Finny would disappear forever like the "friends" he had known in the past.

Hill still doesn't know how to describe this family member who has caused him headaches: "It's taking care of Fleur. You'll see him in a while."

"What's his...how is his temper?" Carat looked a little uneasy: "Is he as easy to get along with as you?"

Hill was a little dumbfounded, and for the first time he was classified as easy to get along with: "It will like you." He couldn't help but feel a little worried when he said this, and hoped that Carla would not faint on the spot when he saw Finny again.

Honeymoon:

Clara is so old that she can finally make friends!