Close to meters.
He's just a little thin and doesn't seem to have much fighting ability.
"Mr. Alex, may I ask where you are from?" Hitzfeld hesitated for a long time, but still asked this question.
Because the other person's appearance and skin color are very rare in Changxia Continent.
If it was a long time ago - when the gray fog of Moyo Dream World had not yet descended, that is, when the four seas were connected and Changxia, Aisha, Laceres and other continents could trade with each other - she would not be surprised to see Grim at that time.
But now the sea route is basically blocked.
A large area around Changxia was shrouded in gray fog, and Aisha became a lost continent. To explore Laceres from here, one could only follow a specific route. It was conceivable that this connection had been completely severed.
The climate of Changxia Continent itself is indeed not enough to breed such a race. So she was naturally curious about how the other party found her.
"West." Grimm was not shy about this question. "Across the canyons and plateaus, across the desert and the lakeside, farther west than Talignan... I should be from there."
"should?"
"Because this is all what my father told me orally, there is no data to confirm it." Grimm smiled, "And the piece of land that he carried me to the map to identify has now been completely swallowed up by the gray fog. There is no way to confirm whether his description is true."
"According to what you have heard, how many people like you are there in Sara?"
"Very few, but not completely absent," the black man replied. "Most of them come from Goli's plantation. If you have been to Goli, you would not be so surprised. There are actually many people like me there."
"Can you guys stop standing outside and talk?" At this time, the door of the sleeper berth next to him opened, and a brown-haired head poked out. "The car is about to leave, or are you really not afraid of being shot?"
"Pippen." Grimm began to frown when he saw him. This was the man who had imitated him before.
"You really should learn how to be polite to your seniors."
"I will, but only after you cure your amnesia." Pippen pouted, then looked at the girl with a gentler smile.
"Pippen-Ovis. Dear, beautiful Miss Hitzfeld, you can just call me Pippen from now on."
"Have you heard of me?" Hitzfeld tilted his head slightly.
"Of course... Who hasn't heard of it? Especially in our line of work, your name is already widely known here. Especially for people like me, you are an absolute benchmark and role model."
He seemed to be using this respect to show that he was indeed polite.
As if this could attribute everything he said and did towards Grim to his amnesia, rather than him being prejudiced against this person.
The noise here alarmed another person in the room. Soon, another head popped out above Pippen's head, this time with black hair and wearing a pair of round-frame glasses compared to the first time they met.
"Miss Aisuen Hitzfeld!" He looked a little nervous. "Um... I'm Hem Blitt. Please forgive our previous offense. I swear we didn't mean it! In fact, we wanted to leave a good impression on you, but really, really..."
"Can't help it?" Hitzfeld responded reflexively.
"Yes!" He suddenly glared, "Because it was so funny... We have never seen anyone treat Alex like that, so we lost our composure... I'm so sorry!"
Hitzfeld thought they were a funny couple.
All assessments get the highest score?
She didn't know whether it was a miracle of civilization that a top student born in this era could still retain such a lively personality.
"What is your position in the team?" she asked them.
"Me?" Pippen pointed at himself.
"I'm the commando, and Herm is the doctor and coroner."
"As for Alex..."
He looked at Grimm, making no effort to hide his contempt for him.
"If he didn't forget things so often, he could probably be a clerk or an archaeologist~"
Then he let out a loud laugh that was very tactless, and was pulled back by the bespectacled Hem, who closed the door.
"Are they always like this?"
Hitzfeld looked at Grimm and saw no embarrassment on his face.
It seemed like he was already used to being laughed at like this.
"From the first day I met them."
A very calm answer, accompanied by vibrations and chirps.
The carriage moved forward slowly.
Nodding, Hitzfeld also planned to return to his berth.
Although it was just a few words, she basically understood the positions and personalities of these people.
As for why someone like Grimm, who looked tall but had no ability, was arranged to come in together, she guessed there must be additional reasons.
Maybe his appearance is unique enough.
She planned to ask Xia Yibing directly later.
As soon as he entered the door, before he had time to look around, Hitzfeld felt himself being hugged.
"I miss you so much."
The hoarse voice exploded in my ears.
The most straightforward words have the most direct effect.
It's like I'm a different person than when I was driving.
Hitzfeld's heartbeat quickened and his whole body was shaking slightly.
She could feel how much strength the arms holding her were using.
You can also feel that the other person's entire face is buried in your hair, and you can deeply smell the faint fragrance through the hair.
My cheeks felt like they were being roasted in a stove.
I have absolutely no idea how to respond.
"How about it."
Finally smelling the fragrance she had been longing for, Xia Yibing's face was filled with satisfaction.
"Did you wear the socks I gave you?"
Due to certain restrictions, she dared to express her innermost feelings only in a completely closed private space.
She was so depressed.
So the backlash was more intense.
And Hitzfeld.
She didn't know what to think.
Perhaps she vaguely recalled the red maple forest and her firm belief on her way home.
"I... always wear it."
Her voice was trembling.
“They stick to me the whole time.”
"It's like you're always there for me."
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Chapter 4 Hidden Dangers
During this quarantine period alone, Xia Yibing read a lot of love stories when she was bored.
But she swore that any so-called love words she had seen and half-learned were not as effective as those said by the girl.
If her heart was already hot enough before, burning fiercely from the moment she saw the girl, then after Hitzfeld said this, she suspected that her heart and brain were melting.
There was a part... a part of the organ in her body that seemed to be heated to an unbearable temperature at this moment, and she herself didn't even realize it. Without any thought driving her, her hands turned the girl over and pressed her nose against hers.
After tasting the fragrance, it’s time to taste the familiar sweetness.
It should be.
Hitzfeld had anticipated the woman's reaction from the moment he decided to say that, but she was still taken aback by such an aggressive move.
Her body was held in his embrace, and she couldn't dodge. After a while, she gave up and began to try and imitate some of the scenes she had seen, actively responding to this invasion.
It was a very strange feeling, something she had never felt in her entire two lifetimes.
His facial features swelled, and all the blood in his body rushed to his brain. His consciousness felt so comfortable that it seemed to float out of his body, staggering into the void.
Xia Yibing's condition is similar to hers.
Although she felt that she should be the active party - after all, in all the stories she had read, the one with the height advantage always played a similar role - she obviously overlooked the fact that she had no experience at all.
In this regard, she is also a complete rookie, and may even be worse than Hitzfeld, because she has never seen any relatively "cross-border" images or descriptions.
Emotionally and physically, she felt that she should take another step, but she didn't know how.
All that was in my mind was the girl's enchanting face.
And what she said before.
It's like you're always by my side...
From this sentence, identify the subject of the description, and then sort out the logic along the subject.
When she realized what she was doing, her hand - the hand that went around the girl's waist and was placed behind her, had already consciously lifted up the dark black skirt, folded it in her palm like a rag, and crumpled it into a ball.
In this way, some charm will naturally come out.
Because of the angle, Xia Yibing couldn't see it. But she could imagine that with her current actions, the girl's slender, straight, well-proportioned legs, which were just right... wrapped in the black stockings she gave her, were gradually revealing their full appearance.
From the most conservative to the most extreme, almost revealing the confinement of a nun's long skirt, releasing the proper charm and breathing the bright air.
Unable to restrain herself, she reached out and pressed it.
That feeling was even smoother and softer than she had imagined...
"Ugh..." Just then, she heard a faint cry in her ear.
Yes—whining—she didn't know why she could tell at this moment, but she just thought it instinctively, and Hitzfeld was not happy about it.
Then all the passion faded away in an instant, and she seemed to have woken up from an extremely beautiful dream. He let go, shifted his grip on her shoulders, moved at least one step away, and looked down at her.
"Hitzfeld...are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Hitzfeld pressed his temple and half of his forehead with his hands, gnashing his teeth and gasping for breath.
At first it felt pretty good, very similar to the descriptions in those messy novels she had read in her previous life.
But as time went on, especially as the woman's actions became more intense, she suddenly began to feel uncomfortable.
Various discomforts.
It started with her neck. It felt like there was a noose there, tightening more and more, until the other party let go, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Then came the stinging pain. It started from her neck, which was being strangled, and gradually spread upwards. Without any suspense, it reached her brain, and even her head and both eyes began to sting.
At the most intense moment, her eyes were completely dark because of the pain. She couldn't see anything, the scenery, or even the face of the woman who was so close to her.
Even though the pain was gradually easing, she was still sweating a lot. She couldn't even stand steadily and had to be supported to sit down next to the bed before the pain could be relieved.
"feel better now."
During this process, Xia Yibing had been taking care of her. She also asked Pippen to ask the flight attendant for hot water, which she fed to her after testing for toxicity.
"Much better." Hitzfeld burped after drinking the hot water. Seeing her nervous, worried and self-blaming expression, he joked, "I really doubt that one day my brain will explode because of this."
"This is not a funny thing, Hitzfeld." Xia Yibing said sternly, "Your condition should be related to what you described to me before, the thing extending from your...back. This is not normal, and it may threaten your life!"
She didn't feel it was a pity that what happened just now didn't go on, but she immediately fell into worry, fearing that this symptom would occur again.
"This involves metaphysical things again." Hitzfeld leaned on the pillow and shook his head, "Or is it related to hormone secretion?... Anyway, these are all blind spots in my knowledge. There is no point in worrying now."
The two of them were talking in a riddle. Even if someone were to eavesdrop, they would never understand what they were saying.
It actually refers to the abnormality in the girl's left eye.
