ride on the back of a dragon

"Sill! Are you tired!" Kela asked loudly while riding on the dragon's back.

The dragon circled and descended, finding a bare rocky island and landing.They searched all over the southeast sea these days, but found nothing.

A few days ago, the novelty of the island was slowly discovered, and Carat wanted to go back to the human world.Especially after hearing Hill mention those people and situations that he had never seen, he was eager to see it with his own eyes.

And he won't be with Hill for too long, he doesn't want Hill to think that he has nothing to do day after day after he leaves this world.He hopes that there are memories of them everywhere in the world, so that Hill will not feel lonely no matter where he goes.

"What kind of flowers do you like, Hill?" When she couldn't fall asleep, Carat pestered the person lying next to her and chatted.

"I like them all." Hill replied with his eyes closed.

"Don't be so greedy." He shook Hill's shoulder to try to wake him up: "Think about it."

"Freesia." Hill turned his back on him, trying to sleep.

"Why?" Clara crawled to the other side and continued to stare at him.

"There is no reason." The other party turned his back to him again, and Carat simply stepped over Hill, put her elbows on both sides of his ears, and held his cheeks with both hands: "Tell me."

Hill's mouth was pouted by him, and he mumbled something.Carat heard clearly, he let go of his hand, and lay back silently beside the man.

He remembered that day in the sea of ​​flowers in the Valley of the Wind, he picked up a few freesias and made a corolla and put it on Hill's head.

"You gave me." Hill said just now, "It's the first time someone sent me flowers."

"Hill, you've heard of Eaton Island, right?"

"Yeah." Hill gave up sleep and opened his eyes: "The legendary place where everything originated. I heard from Feeney that because humans destroyed their habitats, many species gave up living with humans and migrated there. Days of isolation."

"Then have you been there?" Carat turned to look at Hill's side face.

"No. You want to go?" Hill also turned sideways to face him.

"I want to send Fleur there. I always feel uneasy about leaving her here." Carat saw the hesitation in Hill's eyes: "Sill, I have many places I want to go, places I want to go with you. But Fleur is too young now, and the prophecy of the fire dragon still exists, the outside is too dangerous for her."

Hill didn't make a sound, just looked at him silently.Carat held his wrist: "Human beings are good at forgetting. Things will gradually fade away. When Fleur grows up, she will slowly come into contact with other people like you, and maybe she will also meet someone who loves him .”

"Well, let's wait for her to grow up..." Hill returned to hold his hand.

Carat shook her head: "It's a little sad to say that, but you know, I don't know how long I can be with you." He couldn't help but crawled into Hill's arms and tightly strangled his waist, leaning against him Listening to the slow and powerful heartbeat of the dragon in his chest, he calmed himself down: "I'm sorry." He might never have the chance to see Fleur as an adult.

Hill ran his fingers through the hair and rubbed the back of his head: "It's not your fault."

Carat thought of his father. After his mother left, he didn't suffer very much. He just stubbornly lived in the memory. He didn't know how long his father's remaining life would be, how many years, or more than ten years?Those memories seemed to be enough for the rest of his life.

"I hope that one day I'm gone, you can remember me. But I'm afraid you will always remember me." The rest of Hill's life is too long.He walked through the barren past alone, should he close his heart again because of himself and go back to the long, lonely world?

He rubbed Hill's belly, tears running down his skin.Hill lifted his chin and said seriously: "Let's go to Eaton Island."

Before leaving, Hill took off his clothes and transformed into a dragon in the morning light.The black scales on the back were radiant, and Carat couldn't bear to step on them.

"Forget it. We can build a ship." He hesitated.

"Hehe, then you'd better prepare food for a year and a half." Feeney laughed at him not far away: "How big do you think the sea is? We tried it in those years when Hill was boring, but we never saw the sea. the edge of"

"Come up." Silva lowered his body and urged.

Carat was ruthless, and stepped on her wings to step under the dragon's neck.But the dragon's back was bare, unlike Fleur, Hill also had a pair of horns, so he couldn't do anything.The dragon under him stood up and took off without saying hello. Carat hurriedly closed her eyes and hugged Hill's neck.

Hill flew fast without any turbulence.Carat opened his eyes in mid-air, and occasionally seabirds gliding across the sky looked at them curiously but did not dare to approach them.Carat stretched out her hand, as if she could touch a cloud of pure white clouds.

"I, I... I am riding on the back of a dragon!" Carat shouted excitedly.

Hill rolled his refurbished green eyes and looked back: "Well, Dragon Knight."

When the dragon spoke, Carat felt his huge body vibrate.

They flew like this for a long time, and after the excitement, they swept across a large area of ​​sea at low altitude, trying to find traces of Eaton Island.

"Are you tired?" Carat stood on tiptoe and looked up at him desperately: "Are you hungry?" They stopped on a small island reef, and the kid took out a piece of air-dried meat from his backpack, and climbed up to the big rock next to him with one hand block, just at eye level with him.Carat held out her hand: "No, I stole it from Fleur's box while she was asleep."

Hill is actually not hungry, and he doesn't know why Fleur likes this kind of dry meat. He prefers fresh meat that contains moisture and fat.But seeing Carat's look of anticipation, he still ate the tight beef of Xiaolong Baby in one bite, and licked Carat's palm by the way.The little ghost touched his head vigorously: "Thanks for your hard work!"

Kla always instinctively wanted to take care of him, even after learning he was a dragon.

The childish human being in front of him never seems to think that he is tough, and he can never remember the past decades that he has walked alone.On the contrary, Carat always talked about whether she was hungry, cold, and in pain, which made Hill also be affected from time to time, feeling in a trance that she was a fragile life that needed care like a human being.

From the very beginning, Hill took it for granted that he was the dominant player in the relationship between the two.It was up to him to choose whether to tell him the truth, whether to take him with him, to decide where they were going alone, and Carat had never complained.

But the fact doesn't seem to be the case, just like he always thinks that he chooses whether to fall in love with a human being or not.

It seemed that Carat hadn't given him a choice.

The sea was extremely calm, and before the storm came, the air was stagnant, making it hard to breathe.

"It's so quiet." Carat looked into the distance: "There isn't a single bird." This is a bit abnormal.

"Storm." Hill sniffed hard, lay down on the ground, and signaled Carla to ride on his back: "Let's go somewhere else."

Carat quickly climbed onto the dragon's back and stuck himself between the wings. Although he had never seen a storm, the clouds in midair were lower and thicker than usual, and the darkness blocked the light of the day. Opening its teeth and dancing its claws, it jumped at the monster on the sea surface.

Islands with caves were uncommon, and they didn't even find a place to stay before the storm came.

The storm at sea can no longer be called rain, the rain is swept by the strong wind, like ice arrows without direction hitting the skin from all directions.The dragon scales became slippery. Carat couldn't find a point of strength and was overturned by the wind and rain several times, and was caught by Hill just before falling into the wind and waves.

"Hill!" he yelled.But the sound was swallowed by the wind, pouring rainwater into his mouth.Hill hugged him to his chest, blocking out the storm.With Carat's back close to his warm chest, they finally found a large enough island before dark. Hill stuffed him into a small rock cave and stayed at the entrance.

"What are you doing?" Carat pulled Hill's tail from behind, and the black dragon turned sideways, and the gust of wind rushed in through the gap.

"You go in," Hill said.

"...Don't you think I'll let you sit here to shield me from the wind." Carat lifted her tail angrily and pressed it: "Hurry up and change back."

"Don't..." The dragon shrank to the size of a person in an instant, and Hill was lying on the ground wet with water.Carat took out the cloak from the backpack, and the two of them dried their bodies, changed into clean clothes, and sat side by side in the hole to blow the air.It was pitch black outside, and I don't know if it was really the sunset or the rain clouds were too thick. Carat gradually couldn't support her eyelids, and fell asleep with her arms folded.

When she woke up, her whole body was soft. Carat rubbed her eyes and found Hill's belly under her body.

Dragons seldom fall asleep like this. Hill or Fleur are used to lying on their sides or prone, hiding the parts without scales, but now the black dragon turned into a big bed on its back and put him on its abdomen. Carat looked up at the hole, The storm has gone away.

Carat slid down from the dragon's belly and walked out of the cave with a sheepskin water bag. The trees that were not thick enough were uprooted, but the low flowers and plants survived in the mess.By the light of the stars, Carat collected the rainwater accumulated on the broad leaves and filled the sheepskin bags.After wandering on the sea for a long time, eating grilled fish and wild fruits, he still didn't find any clues about Eaton Island.The bags are empty, they should go back.

The island was wet, after the baptism of the storm, there was almost nothing to light, and Clara missed Fleur's dragon flame that could ignite everything.

When the sky was bright, Carat tried to wake Hill up, but it seemed that he was tired from flying and didn't have enough to eat. He tried for a long time, but Long just rolled his eyes and fell asleep again.Carat couldn't, so she had to go over and give Big Tail a full massage.Halfway through, Hill suddenly trembled and curled up. He opened his eyes and returned to his human form. He turned around and knocked Carla who had woken him to the ground, grabbing a pair of white wrists.

"I just wanted to wake you up..." Cara bared her teeth and tried to break free from Hill's hand: "It hurts..."

Hill calmed down and panted, the redness in the corners of his eyes receded, and he looked down at the red-stained wrist he had scratched: "It's not that I don't want to touch it."

They flew back to the northwest, and the temperature was getting colder and colder along the way.Hill's scales also cooled down, and after sunset, Carat still felt cold even though she was wrapped in two layers of cloak.

"It will be warmer if I hold you," Hill suggested.

"No, I'm a knight, so I can't be hugged all the time." Carat refused, and a small cloud of white air spewed out between his words.

"Didn't you stop being a knight?" Hill smiled.

"Yeah, don't be theirs." Carat leaned over the dragon's back, stroking the smooth dragon scales: "It's the dragon knight. Your knight."

A white spot of light floated in front of Carat's eyes and landed on the purple-black scales.

The first snow came without warning, and he stared blankly at the crystal clear white snowflakes falling continuously from the cyan blue night sky, like tiny fluffs, dancing slowly, falling lightly into the sea water and disappearing.

"It's snowing." Hill hovered in the air.

Carat stretched out her hands, and the fine snow fell on her palms, melting in an instant.In the quiet night, he touched this fragile and pure beauty for the first time.

Honeymoon:

Finally rode the dragon.

The story is about to usher in the final climax, good luck to Dragon Knight!