"Mr. Snowy Owl, you go take a bath first."
Miss Sparrow was sitting on the sofa as obediently as a doll, a little nervous.
She had stayed overnight briefly on the road before. She was still immersed in grief at the time and had not thought about it so much. But now she has calmed down. This is a true sense of a man and a woman living alone in the same room, which makes her inevitably feel shy and uncomfortable.
"What about you?" Gilan squatted on the ground packing his luggage and asked without raising his head.
"I'll just get a bucket of hot water and wipe my body with a towel in the room..."
Miss Sparrow whispered and pretended to explain:
"Besides, I'm a little afraid of the cold now. If I take a bath rashly, I might get infected Miasma."
"Yes." Gilan nodded.
He stood up with his change of clothes and toiletries, and told Miss Sparrow:
"Don't boil the water too hot, your skin is still very fragile."
"Well, thank you for your concern, Mr. Snowy Owl, I will pay attention to it."
Miss Sparrow smiled and thanked you politely.
Gilan nodded and went to the bathroom on his own.
After a while.
When he came out from the shower, he saw that Miss Sparrow had also finished wiping his body. He was wearing loose light yellow pajamas and a nightcap, squatting on the sofa and hugging his knees, with a red face and a daze.
"Miss Sparrow?" Gilan asked in confusion.
"Ah--ah!" Miss Sparrow suddenly came to her senses and nervously hid a cardboard box behind her back. "Mr. Snow Owl, , have you finished washing?"
"Hmm."
Gilan nodded, walked over and sat next to her.
Seeing her embarrassed look, and glancing at her awkward hiding posture, he couldn't help but ask:
"What's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing..." Miss Sparrow bit his lip, shook his head, and then lowered his head. "It's just, this..."
As she spoke, she clasped her little toes on the sofa and slowly handed over the cardboard box hidden behind her back, but she didn't dare to look up.
Gilan took it and lowered his head to take a look.
The cover of the beautifully packaged, palm-sized black carton is engraved with:
"Triumph Letter" are three large dark gold characters.
There are also small words below. "Intimate intimacy and endless fun."
"The Empire Men's Jacket, Macmillan Energy Company salutes you."
The so-called "Triumph Letter" is actually a small rubber umbrella commonly used by the Bremen Empire residents in today's era.
Gilan frowned slightly.
He knew that this must have been picked up by old Charles when he was buying daily necessities.
This old butler is so dedicated.
I just misunderstood the relationship between the two.
'How could an energy company that produces Whale Oil Battery start a condom business?' Gilan complained.
He sighed, raised his head and said to Miss Sparrow, "I'm sorry, I didn't explain our relationship to old Charles, maybe he misunderstood."
"I know, Mr. Snowy Owl."
Miss Sparrow hummed and turned his head.
"Besides, even if we are lovers, with my current appearance, you probably won't show any interest in me."
After saying that, she slowly stood up and walked towards the second bedroom.
"I, I'm a little tired, let's go take a nap first."
The door to the second bedroom clicked shut and shut tightly.
Gilan, with his keen hearing, captured extremely subtle and suppressed sobs coming from inside the house.
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At night.
Gilan tossed and turned on the bed.
It started to rain again outside the house, that annoying rain.
After a while, he let out a long sigh and fell asleep with an unquenchable restlessness.
Consciousness slowly fell, and thoughts became blurred.
Gilan once again came to the vast white mist.
Ahead, those three familiar figures appeared again.
Mr. Stork, Mr. Oystercatcher and Miss Seagull are heading to the left.
Gilan Seeing this, he instinctively rushed forward and shouted:
"Come back quickly!"
He waved as he ran.
But the three of them turned a blind eye and wandered in front of it. They were about to be submerged in the white mist again and disappear in the flames of war.
"Don't go there!!"
Gilan was unwilling and shouted.
The sound Echo fades away in the fog.
Different from last time, this time, a colorful light suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped him like a spotlight.
The next second, the three of them seemed to hear his call and stopped.
They were startled for a moment, then turned their heads.
When they saw Gilan, all three people's faces showed surprise, and then they became sad again.
Miss Seagull opened his mouth and said something loudly.
But Gilan couldn't hear a word.
Suddenly.
The three of them collapsed under their feet.
With panic on their faces, they fell together and disappeared without a trace from Gilan's sight.
Gilan was shocked and took a step forward.
The next second, his feet began to collapse, and his whole body seemed to fall straight from mid-air.
An extremely real feeling of weightlessness came, and Gilan's heart beat loudly.
But soon, he heard a splash and seemed to fall into the water.
Black, incomparable pitch black.
cold.
Dead silence.
Emptiness.
Gilan felt a strong negative emotion inexplicably.
Anxiety, irritability, fear, restlessness, anger, frustration, sadness...
He felt like he couldn't breathe, was about to suffocate, and was about to be overwhelmed by the endless negative emotions.
But just when he was about to lose his support, he suddenly heard his own cry:
"Lordran·Drangleic·Lothric!"
Gilan opened his eyes suddenly, fire reflected in his eyes.
Warmth and strength surged through his body, and he regained consciousness. He immediately spread his arms and swam upward in the dark water.
Not long after, Gilan emerged from the water with a splash.
Only then did he realize to his surprise that he had fallen into "Dream Ocean".
'No wonder... no wonder there are so many negative emotions, because this is the dark side of the collective consciousness.'
Gilan saw a small island not far ahead, with a bonfire lit on the island.
'Fortunately, we just fell on the edge of the Mind Kingdom, otherwise we might have gotten lost.'
He thought with lingering fear and hurriedly swam to the island.
After landing on the shore, just two steps forward, Gilan suddenly stopped and was shocked.
His expression was stunned, and his eyes were fixed on Cross-Sword Bonfire.
There were three people sitting around the campfire.
Their clothes were soaked through, as if they had just swam up from the sea just like him, and were trembling slightly as they raised their hands to warm themselves up to the fire.
"Mr. Stork, Mr. Oystercatcher, Miss Seagull?!"
Gilan was startled and stepped forward quickly.
Miss Seagull was originally huddled with his elbows and shivering by the campfire. Hearing the sound, his pale face was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, bursting with uncontrollable joy.
"Snowy Owl!" She stood up in a flash.
Then, he quickly jumped into Gilan's arms.
Gilan was hit all over, and felt a real touch, but the other person's whole body was cold.
His mouth opened slightly, not knowing how to explain the scene in front of him.
He turned and looked at the other two men.
Mr. Stork and Mr. Oystercatcher also stood up and looked at him with emotional and heartfelt smiles on their faces.
Under the warm firelight, everyone looked at each other speechlessly for a while.