Candy Wizard and Travel

Holding hands, hugging, and then kissing, is that the interaction between lovers?

First of all, she didn't have any interest, she just wanted to understand academically, what does this behavior of holding hands mean?

She learned from the book that most countries have good etiquette through physical contact. When magicians meet, they usually shake hands to say hello, indicating that they have no weapons, are friendly, and are willing to contact, and hold hands together for a long time. Of course, It’s a sign of trust…

The closer she got to home, the more confused Irena's thinking became, but her hands still held tightly the warmth in the autumn wind.

The feeling of holding hands is indeed good. There is a firm sense of security. If you hold hands, you will not get lost or scared. It reminds Irena of the time when she was a child and held hands with her parents.

So, does holding hands between lovers mean "I will take care of you from now on"?

No, no, no, that's too far.

Irena shook her head.

Her pace was still a little slower than that of her senior brother. She could see Xi Di's side face when she turned her head, but she always glanced away and then put her eyes on her senior brother's back.

In the morning in the tree house, she could always be hugged easily. The powerful magician usually looked like he lacked exercise. The illness of the senior in childhood affected his body, and he still looked very weak when he was close to adulthood. I can't imagine how such a body can contain the majestic magic power.

How did senior brother become so strong?

Now is not the time to think about it.

She glanced at Xi Di's face again, just once, but this time her senior brother caught her, and confusion filled her dark red eyes.

"What's wrong, Irena? Why do you keep looking at me?"

— was discovered!

Did it turn out that senior brother knew about it all along?

Irena, who was ashamed of herself, was extremely grateful that there were no street lights here. She felt that her whole face was burning now, and the lies she started to tell were no longer accurate.

"That...this...actually I -"

"Tired?"

Xidi stopped and looked at Irena's short boots. They are a style suitable for traveling. When getting close to him, they usually deal with plants that are neither high nor low. They are anti-hanging, waterproof and comfortable to wear. The disadvantage is that they are not suitable for walking for a long time because The soles are very hard.

Travelers going out these days cannot choose many ordinary people, at least they must be magicians, and brooms are standard equipment.

Irena didn't feel tired, but her keen intuition was calling, urging her to seize the opportunity.

She adjusted her pace without leaving any trace, and seemed to be staggering a little bit, not much, it was enough to cope with her senior brother.

As expected, Senior Brother Xidi stopped, and then——

The crutch was summoned.

"Then go back quickly. You can tell me earlier next time. Don't be brave."

——What am I expecting?

……

At this time, the teacher and the teacher’s teacher were still walking behind.

"I'm a little worried about Xiao Xidi."

Victorique suddenly sighed and said this.

"What's wrong, Master?" Her student didn't dare to get distracted and answered in time.

"Look," Victorique said, "That child has a very serious character, right? She will be 17 years old next spring. I really don't know what kind of girl is suitable for someone like Xiao Xidi."

Most girls don't hate people who care about them, especially those who are as meticulous as Xidi, but it is obviously difficult to regard the other person as a future partner, usually as a mother.

The corners of Fran's eyes twitched, and her voice weakened a few degrees, "Well, isn't it a little too early to say this now?"

"I'm at the right age, and I have an idea. I'm either in a hurry or starting to care." The former traveler looked at the vivid counterexample in front of him, "At your age...well, Xiao Xidi and you were very close when we were young. Like, I hope this is never like you."

"Ahaha..." Fran rubbed her hair and said nothing.

"But your personality is quite common among witches. The type who doesn't care about anything when busy. It's good to have someone to take care of you. Maybe it's a bonus for witches?"

"Yeah." Fran nodded with deep understanding.

"What's your point of 'um'? You, and Sheila...forget it, at least you have found a disciple like Xiao Xidi, so you don't have to worry about the issue of old age in the future," the master patted the disciple's shoulder with a heavy and heavy tone. Helpless, "That's it."

Fran kept looking for a chance to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Victoria walked in front, feeling vaguely worried.

Of course she knows what her daughter is like, but the child's acting skills are not good enough to deceive her own mother, not to mention the look in her eyes every time she comes back and mentions Xidi...

It’s no wonder that my dear has always had that attitude. It’s not obvious which one is more irritating, the pig that scoops up the cabbage, or the pig that jumps over the wall to bring the cabbage to his mouth and refuses to take any notice.

Victoria thinks she knows her current daughter quite well, so she is not very optimistic about her daughter's one-sided first love.

Today's young people are pursuing common interests, and Victorique's point of view is that looking to the future, it is certainly better to have complementary personalities.

Irena is a child who is used to being withdrawn. She seems to have an active personality, but in fact she is still passive. The person who is suitable for her should be the type who is passionate, persistent, considerate and unyielding, so that she can have a better life after marriage in the future. Always full of energy.

Her daughter is actually a very cold person. If she keeps showing her enthusiasm but gets no response... who knows what will happen.

But maybe her views are behind the times. She has not had a deep understanding of the world of young people, and her understanding of Xiao Xidi is still one-sided. The guy she pulled over - Victorique glanced at the disciple - is nothing. Used.

Maybe there is a side to Xidi's child that she doesn't understand?

The future is too uncertain. As a mother, she hopes that Irena will have a stable life with an end in sight.

But she didn't want to arrange it.

……

“What’s a festival without wine!”

Vestia, who had been looking at the photo album before dinner, glanced at the red-eyed cub sitting opposite and repeated.

"liquor!"

"Honey, if you want to mix red wine in like last time -"

Victorique cut a piece of meat lightly and handed it to his mouth, showing her gentle smile as always, "You know, and the children are not old enough to drink."

Fran also waved her hand and declined, pouring grape juice into the wine glass. She didn't drink much, and she liked the feeling of sleeping, but after being drunk, she would have headaches, stomachaches, vomiting, and she didn't like things that disturbed the water surface. .

There was grape juice in front of Xidi and Irena. At least their colors looked similar, so it wasn't too out of the ordinary.

“So, here’s to a wonderful year—”

"cheers!"

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Irena drank.

The physique of a magician cannot be generalized to that of ordinary people. For alcohol, something that evaporates easily, the magic power mixed in the blood will be fine if it flows around - except for special cases like senior brother.

Out of curiosity, she asked to try it. After her mother and father looked at each other, they told her seriously that it was best not to touch wine. Her mother thought about it and said that she should also be careful about these things. She knew she was old enough, so she mixed it with grape juice and poured her about the amount at the bottom of the cup.

——What can this little wine do to me?

Thinking like this, Irena picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, because there was really not much.

The taste mixed with grape juice was a little strange, astringent, and a little bitter. She originally wanted to taste it elegantly and say her thoughts like her parents, but as soon as she entered her mouth, she couldn't bear it and swallowed it.

taste not good.

Fortunately, only a little was poured out. A little more would have been left over. It’s good that I didn’t make a fool of myself. That’s why...some...

……

Maybe you take fifty steps and then stop, or you take a hundred steps and then stop, what if you take fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps?

Suddenly I remembered such a difficult-to-pronounce sentence. It was a story told by my senior brother.

Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?

The gray-haired girl rubbed her hair and sat up.

"here it is……"

It's her room, the familiar ceiling.

Irena quickly understood the reality that she didn't want to understand. When her senior brother fainted a few months ago, she couldn't help but laugh after learning that it was okay.

Laugh, this is retribution.

Dad would have a glass of red wine when he was in a good mood, and she remembered that he drank at most two bottles of red wine at one time. Her mother's drinking capacity was unclear, but she drank it with her father every holiday dinner, so she expected it to be good.

--what about me?

what happened?

Looking at the door, Irena felt blushing and lost the courage to push the door open.

Does such a drunk person qualify him to laugh at his senior brother?When you go out, you will be surrounded by your parents and preach, and Teacher Fran will remember it for a long time. The last thing you want to see is the calm and comforting eyes of your senior brother.

It doesn’t matter, one bite is great.

such.

Ahhhhh!

Sure enough, minors should not drink alcohol.

"Come in."

A voice holding back a smile came from the door. Victorique and Fran opened the door and were slightly surprised to see Irena sitting up. "Ah, you're already awake. Judging from your performance just now, I thought at least I'll lie down until tomorrow."

"Ah?" Irena was thinking normally now, "Did I just do something? Didn't I faint after being drunk?"

"Irena, it's better to drink less in the future. No, it's better not to drink. This time, it's my parents' fault."

Victorique tried hard to maintain her expression, "People like your senior brother are actually quite rare. Most people go from 'tippy' to 'drunk' and then to 'drunken.' It's really rare to get it right in one step.

Irena, you said you were drunk?To a certain extent, it's quite remarkable. I was just drunk and was pulling on Xiao Xidi's clothes. He felt sorry for you and didn't move. Fran and I were the ones who went up to separate. We held on so tightly. "

Fran pointed to the side, "We're staying here tonight, and Hidi is cleaning up the attic. Don't you mind the teacher coming with us?"

"No, I'm disgusted. You almost killed me while I was sleeping last time," Irena rubbed her face, "Was I really rude just now?"

My mother nodded, "Yes, but your wine is pretty good. Apart from holding his sleeves and not letting go, you didn't do anything else. I'm also looking forward to you doing something interesting again. I'm ready for the photo magic." Okay, maybe you can say something..."

"Then I'm really sorry."

Irena pushed her mother out of the room and said hello to Fran.

"I'm going to find my senior brother to apologize."

After walking out of the door, Victoria ruffled her hair, becoming more serious.

"I feel like Irena is trying to be brave. Although I don't know what you want to do, but there will still be a long time in the future. You have to drink slowly to see the level of alcohol. Some things will only become clearer after a long time. Don't do it next time. You’re trying to be brave like this.”

"No, I really..."

It's hard to believe that someone would call a little bit of wine at the bottom of the glass reluctant - Senior Brother Xidi doesn't count.

Irena didn't know what to say if she wanted to refute.

"Just think of it like this. Little Irena is really growing up. Mom can't understand you like she used to. She hasn't talked to her recently. It's so lonely... But if you have anything, you are always welcome here. .”

"I know, Mom." Irena's cheeks turned red.

Victorique waved her hand, "Okay, I'm going back to comfort your dad. He's still blaming himself. You'll probably have to listen to his nagging for a long time. Don't go. You've walked such a long way today. Get some rest early." "

"Oh."

The lights in the living room were blown out, and Victorique walked into the bedroom carrying the magic lamp.

Then, Irena made fists with both hands to cheer herself up.

Senior brother... I hope it's not too rude.

……

"Dong dong dong."

Irena knocked on the familiar door.

This attic was where she practiced magic and studied. After she turned eight, she probably spent more time here than in her bedroom. She felt inexplicably shy when she thought of her senior sleeping here.

"Irena?"

Xi Di, who was wearing pajamas, stood up and opened the door, and a shivering girl appeared in front of her, looking very troubled.