From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 122 Reunion

"Mr. Snow Owl, you go take a bath first."

Miss Sparrow sat on the sofa as obediently as a doll, a little nervous.

She had stayed overnight on the road briefly before. She was still immersed in grief and had not thought about it that much. But now she came to her senses, this was truly a man and a woman living together in the same room, which made her inevitably feel shy and uncomfortable.

"What about you?" Jilan asked without raising his head as he squatted on the ground packing his luggage.

"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 be infected with miasma."

"Same." 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. Snow Owl, I will pay attention."

Miss Sparrow smiled and politely thanked her.

Ji Lan nodded and went to the bathroom on his own.

After a while.

When he came out of the shower, he saw that Miss Sparrow had also finished wiping her body. She was wearing a pair of loose light yellow pajamas and a nightcap, squatting on the sofa and hugging her knees, with a red face and a daze.

"Miss Sparrow?" Gillan asked doubtfully.

"Ah - ah!" Miss Sparrow suddenly came to her senses and nervously hid a cardboard box in her hand behind her back. "Mr. Snow Owl, 豼, have you finished washing?"

"Ah."

Ji Lan 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 happened?"

"No, it's nothing..." Miss Sparrow bit her lip, shook her head, and then lowered her 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.

Ji Lan took it and looked down.

The cover of the beautifully packaged, palm-sized black carton is engraved with:

"Letter of Triumph" in three large dark golden characters.

There are also small words below: "Intimate intimacy and endless fun."

"Empire Men's Jacket, Macmillan Energy Corporation salutes you."

The so-called "triumph letter" is actually a small rubber umbrella commonly used by residents of the Bremen Empire in this era.

Ji Lan 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.

'Why does an energy company that produces whale oil batteries also start a condom business? 'Jilan slandered.

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. Snow Owl."

Miss Sparrow hummed and turned her 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.

With his keen hearing, Gillan captured extremely subtle and suppressed sobs coming from the room.

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into the night.

Gillan tossed and turned on the bed.

It started to rain again outside the house, that annoying rain.

After a while, he sighed deeply and fell asleep with an unquenchable restlessness.

Consciousness slowly fell, and his thoughts became blurred.

Jilan 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.

When Gillan saw this, he instinctively rushed forward and shouted:
"Come back quickly!"

He waved as he ran. But the three people 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 echoed in the fog and faded away.

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 Jilan, all three people's faces showed surprise, and then they became sad again.

Miss Seagull opened her mouth and said something loudly.

But Gillan couldn't hear a word.

Suddenly.

The three of them collapsed at their feet.

With panic on their faces, they fell together and disappeared from Gilan's sight without a trace.

Ji Lan 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 Jilan's heart beat loudly.

But soon, he heard a splash and seemed to fall into the water.

Black, incomparable darkness.

cold.

Dead silence.

emptiness.

Gillan 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 strength, he suddenly heard his own cry:
"Lordran Dolangureg Lothric!"

Jilan opened his eyes suddenly, fire reflected in his eyes.

Warmth and strength surged through him, and he regained consciousness. Immediately he stretched out his arms and swam upward in the dark water.

Not long after, Gilan emerged from the water with a splash.

Only then did he discover to his surprise that he had fallen into the "ocean of dreams."

'No wonder...no wonder there is such strong negativity, 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, I just fell on the edge of the spiritual kingdom, otherwise I might have been lost. '

He thought with lingering fear and hurriedly swam to the island.

After landing on the shore, just two steps forward, Ji Lan suddenly stopped and was shocked.

His expression was stunned, and his eyes were fixed on the cross sword bonfire.

There were three people sitting around the campfire.

Their clothes were all soaked, 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 to the fire.

"Mr. Stork, Mr. Oystercatcher, Miss Seagull?!"

Ji Lan was startled and stepped forward quickly.

Miss Seagull was curled up next to the bonfire with her elbows folded, shivering. Hearing the sound, the pale little 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 Jilan's arms.

Ji Lan was hit all over and felt a real touch, but the other person was cold all over.

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.

(End of this chapter)