Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

Hall Alberta, one of the "Three Great Legends", a spiritual senior whose age has been calculated with "hundred" as the main unit, still looks like a young and handsome face, as if he can still get along with him. Today's young people call themselves brothers, but when it comes to the emotional problems of the juniors, he reveals his "elderly" side - he loves to match his ideal match, and likes to create good opportunities for people to get along with each other from time to time .

Anyway, Allen didn't understand the hidden meaning in Hall's words. He felt that "it's not early—shower and sleep" is completely a normal operating procedure, so he greeted Eli and asked him to use the bathroom first. Reorganize the itinerary you just made to see if there is anything that needs to be filled.

When Eli came out of the bathroom, Allen was just sorting out all the materials. The blond young man pretended not to see the winking of a certain senior, stopped wiping his hair, and walked towards Allen: "I'll take it , you go and wash."

"Okay." Allen withdrew his hand without any objection, and put aside the materials he had already sorted out.

When he turned around and saw Eli's hair still dripping water, he paused when he was about to go to the bathroom, and Eli noticed his going and went back: "Huh?"

Is it because I remembered something and needed to explain it, or did I forget to take something?

While thinking about it, Eli waited for Allen to speak.

However, the black-haired young man stretched out his hand first, and picked up the towel that he had laid aside just now.

"Dry first." Allen frowned, staring at the wet blonde hair, "Your hair is still dripping."

Eli could hear the concern in these words, and couldn't help laughing: "The roles are really reversed." He sighed, "It feels like I used to say this to you in the past."

Allen gave an ambiguous "huh", as if he didn't want to talk more about the topic of "black history" that seemed to be pursued.

Seeing this, the smile on Eli's lips deepened.

He had already taken the materials in both hands, and was about to put down the materials before going to pick up the towel. Allen glanced at his hands, as if thinking for a moment, and took back the hand that handed out the towel.

Eli: "...huh?"

"Forget it, let me help you." Allen said, "This will be more efficient."

"..."

He should have said "no need" followed by "go and wash quickly".

But they had already thought about how to reply, and before they really said it, they all scrambled to shrink back.

Eli saw his hand ready to pick up the towel let go and fell back on the table, and heard himself say, "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

In just a few seconds, Alan had no way of knowing what kind of spiritual battle the blond youth experienced.

From Allen's point of view, Eli was only stunned for a moment by his words, then accepted his proposal, obediently went back to sit at the table, and entrusted him with his dripping blond hair.

Skillfully cast two warming spells on the towel, and then used elemental power to gather a small airflow around it. Alan wiped Eli's hair carefully, and checked the temperature of the towel and the wind with his fingers.

Even though there are not many electrical appliances in this magical era, let alone all kinds of smart home appliances in the previous life, it has magic and elemental energy.

After mastering the law of element energy operation and a large number of household tricks, Allen felt that they were as convenient as smart home appliances.

——For example, the "artificial drying towel" and "element hair dryer" he has on hand.

"All right."

When Allen waved his hand to disperse the wind mass and stop the small air current from blowing, the golden hair under his hands had become warm and dry, and it felt unbelievably soft to the touch, which easily reminded him of some kind of hair with golden smooth hair. Animals with slippery fur.

"...Eli?"

Allen took the towel aside and set it up, turned around and looked at the person who had dried his hair, only to find that the person was still in the same position as before—holding the information in his hand, bowing his head forward—not at all. It means to lift your head up.

"..."

Suddenly he understood something, Allen walked around the table lightly, then bent down to look at Eli, who was motionless, and saw that the blond young man had closed his eyes at some point, and his eyelashes of the same color as his hair were hanging down densely , his chest, which was only wearing unlined clothing, rose and fell regularly.

Eli fell asleep.

When the drowsiness first came up, Eli actually struggled with it for a while, because he felt that it was rude to fall asleep when others were busy. He tried to resist the drowsiness, but Alan's fingers seemed to have magical powers. No matter whether the fingertips are occasionally inserted/into the hair, gently rubbed on his scalp, or rubbed on the top of his head with a towel, it makes his eyelids involuntarily become heavier and heavier.

The soft warm wind blowing by his ears is even more effective as a sleep aid. The warmth seems to extend from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Unknowingly, he becomes more and more relaxed. He just wants to close his eyes in the warm wind and rubbing ...and then he actually fell asleep.

Of course, Allen didn't care about the fact that Eli fell asleep by wiping his hair, and he didn't think it was impolite for the other party to fall asleep first. Then he straightened up, walked to the other party's chair and squatted down, picked him up carefully, and transferred him to the bed.

When Allen carried Eli to bed, Hall's eyes followed him all the way.

When Allen finished releasing Eli, he confirmed that his former senior was still soundly asleep and was not awakened by his movement. When he turned around, he happened to meet Hall's gaze, and found that the senior's expression was quite indescribable.

Like... regretting something?

Allen kept Hall's expression in his eyes, and put a question mark in his heart quietly.

Hall was regretting that there were two beds in the room, but facing Alan's sight, he couldn't tease the young black-haired young man like he teased Eli, so he just touched his nose and waved to Alan , indicating nothing.

Allen only gave him a strange look for a few seconds, and then walked around him to finish what he should have done half an hour ago-take a bath.

This night, first I successfully got new clues related to "Julisa", and then I got Alan's "intimate dry hair" service. Eli didn't wake up when Alan moved him to bed. Logically speaking, he It should be able to sleep peacefully until dawn.

But maybe someone in the dark couldn't see him being so comfortable tonight. He slept until midnight, but was dragged into a weird dream.

He dreamed that he was back at the gate of the orphanage where he grew up. At that time, the orphanage looked very new, and the stencil on the door plate was almost shining.

Eli felt as if he had shrunk because everything around him seemed surprisingly large.

A woman wearing a hood was holding him and slowly lowered him to the ground. A hand almost the size of his head stretched out towards him. He noticed that it was snowing outside. But her hand seemed to be colder than the falling snowflakes, and she gently touched his face and head, then tightly wrapped the quilt for him, took another deep look at him, then turned and left.

The moment the woman turned around, an indescribable sense of anxiety swept over Eli's heart. He wanted to tell the other party to wait, to ask the other party to stop—even if he only turned his head slightly so that he could see his face clearly.

But when he opened his mouth, what he let out was an immature and unspeakable cry.

The crying successfully stopped the woman's footsteps, and Eli was blocked from seeing. She didn't know if she turned her head, but she stopped when she heard the leaving footsteps.

But not long after, the other party took a firm step again, and no matter how much he cried afterwards, he didn't stop.

In the end, the people in the small courtyard were startled by the noise he made. A woman in a thick velvet cloak hurried out of the courtyard door and looked around: "I heard a child crying... Hey, it's here!"

Eli was hurriedly picked up by the woman who came out of the small courtyard, and wrapped in her warm cloak.

"Let me see, poor little guy, who sent you here in such a healthy state? There are no footprints left outside the door. How long have you been here?"

"Hmm... Let me see, here is a small card with a name written on it."

"Eli... Egbert? Well, little Eli, I don't know why you were sent here, but at least I know one thing, you have to go back to the house with me now , I have to get you something to eat—do you like goat's milk? There is a fireplace in the house, but you little ones can't get too close to the fireplace, it will be dangerous..."

While muttering, the young lady dean walked quickly into the house with Eli in her arms.

Eli was restless in her arms. He clearly remembered that the woman who sent him had left not long ago. Shouldn't the footprints disappear so quickly? The body looks out again.

But this struggle was futile, and he almost fell out of the embrace of the dean.

"Oh, watch out!"

"……Be careful."

The dean's voice seemed to overlap with a certain male voice, and Eli felt that he was firmly caught when he was about to fall.

He opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that there was darkness around him.

There is no dazzling white snow, no gates and small courtyards of orphanages.

He was still in the staff dormitory at Black Academy, lying on the extra bed in Allen's dormitory.

"I……"

Eli moved his lips, and felt a tightness in his throat after a while. He was about to swallow to moisten his throat when he felt a cup against his lips.

"Drink." Alan, who was holding him steady, said, "You have to drink some water first."

Eli drank the water with Alan's hand, and found that the water was very warm and warm.

After drinking the water, he felt that his throat finally felt more comfortable, and quickly thanked Alan.

"It's okay." Allen put the cup aside casually, and sat down against the head of the bed. "Is it a nightmare? I heard you begging someone not to go."

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A bit late today, but finally broke through 3000 again!