The big light golden eyes were a little dazed, her arms and legs were quite thin, and the black coat on her body could even wrap her.

She looked at the young man who was sitting on a stone not far away, holding a branch of a skewered grilled fish and waving to her, a little confused and puzzled.

Maybe it's because of the struggle for survival, her actions and thinking are far more mature than her peers of her age should be, but even so, Ling really doesn't understand,

Why did the person who only met him yesterday not only kindly give himself a whole piece of high-end food that he could eat to his heart's content, but also greeted himself so warmly and familiarly at this time...

.... I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that this person looks like today and yesterday is so different....

Although this may be rude, out of vigilance, Ling still stood silently in place.

Seeing the girl who didn't approach like a small animal, Fang Ran looked at five or six grilled fish on the ground, and scratched her head helplessly,

So he picked up a roasted one that was more cooked, slowly walked to her and squatted down, pointed to this one and pointed to the one that was still on the ground, and said as slowly as possible to Ling, who was as vigilant as a little wild cat:

"Shall I trade these for brown bread and fruit with you?"

The aroma of grilled fish on the branches of the tree penetrated into the nose, stimulating the appetite in the stomach, the light golden eyes looked straight at the food in Fang Ran's hand, and swallowed hard,

He looked at what was left by the fire behind him, then at his home, but did not speak, and nodded his head hesitantly.

"Now, here you go."

Fang Ran stuffed the one in his hand into her hand, and then gently pushed her behind her back in the direction of the fire,

The girl's body was slender and unshaped, as if it were a weak sapling.

Looking at the girl who was still a little hesitant in her steps, Fang Ran was slightly distracted, then picked up her coat and threw it into the black box, turned into the ruins, and looked at the half of the black bread and a small pile of tree fruits that had been placed overnight in the hearth.

I took it out carefully.

Sitting back next to the fire, looking at the slender fingers and not daring to grab it directly, because the fragrance of the fish was a little anxious to eat, but because it was too hot, Ling was taking a small sip of hot air,

On the morning in the autumn fields of Italy, the warmth of the sun melted on her, making Fang Ran look a little dazed.

Then picked up the black bread in his hand, even if it was both appearance and touch, there was a sense of wanting to compete with his Nuojia mobile phone, Fang Ran still took a big bite,

Then I suddenly understood why Ling ate compressed biscuits yesterday, and it would be delicious.

I'm dripping heavens, is this really what people eat!?

Phew, mixed with wood chips, right?

He rolled his eyes and thought about it, but he still ate it all bite by bite, and when he saw this, Ling carefully ate the meat between the gaps between the fish bones, and hesitated to reach out to the second one.

Only then did he realize that he had forgotten something, and subconsciously spoke:

"Oh, yes, wait a minute."

The outstretched hand wrapped around the cloth retracted at once, pursed his lips and looked at the small pile of tree fruits, and then lowered his eyes, knowing that according to normal circumstances, his little thing could not be exchanged for a fish.

Quickly stood up, bent down and bowed his head, and whispered in jerky Chinese:

“... Thank you..."

Then I want to turn around and run away.

"It's not... Wait a minute, Queen, where are you going? Yes! ”

It turned out to be a cry of confusion and urgency, the feeling of being grabbed by the ankle, and the sound of something slamming on the ground...

Syllable!

Startled, Ling turned around and saw that in order to catch her, the well-dressed young man threw himself directly on the ground,

For some reason, she always felt that the person in front of her was a little inexplicably similar to the fish he brought down next to her.

Then in the next half minute, sitting back by the fire, Ling watched Fang Ran get up from the ground with a gray face, and his white clean shirt was stained with a lot of dirt and grass clippings.

I don't know where to find all kinds of bottles and cans, muttering "how much is good...", and other somewhat complicated sentences,

In the end, I couldn't remember the order, and I couldn't tell which one was which, so I had to awkwardly sprinkle some of the fish on one by one that had not yet been cooked.

The crackling sound of the firewood smoked a fragrance that the maiden had never smelled before, illuminating her large, pale golden eyes at the edge of the village in the morning.

"Try it again this time?"

Fang Ran picked up the fish he sprinkled with some seasoning and handed it to Ling's hand, speaking of which, this was actually Fang Ran's first time roasting, to be honest, he didn't have any recipe in his heart if it was delicious or not.

But fortunately, the knowledge when he was a child made him know how to bake it next to him, and he didn't burn it directly.

And seeing another fish handed to him, Ling's big light golden eyes froze, and then glanced at Fang Ran, who seemed to be looking forward to tasting it, and carefully took a small bite....

Then the bright taste that she had never tasted, in addition to the salty taste, there were all kinds of other rich flavors, which made her expression dull for a moment,

Then I took a big bite and didn't even care about the iron!

And looking at Fang Ran, who seemed to be generous for the first barbecue, sprinkled the rest with salt, salt, pepper, cumin, pepper noodles and other messy things that came out after writing 'barbecue seasoning',

Picking up a fruit, after carefully examining the shriveled appearance, he came to the conclusion with a slight bow...

Well, I don't know what it is.

Anyway, it should be able to eat.

Then Fang Ran took a bite...

"Woolulu!!"

The girl who was biting the fish was startled by his sudden strange sound, and suddenly looked up to see Fang Ran's face wrinkled with acid and exactly the same as the fruit.

It wasn't until Ling finished eating all the fish that Fang Ran couldn't nibble off the two fruits.

Forehead drop god, is this fruit made of aged vinegar!?

Fang Ran still looked at the rest of the ones with the corners of his mouth twitching and almost crying, and secretly stuffed them into the black box, deciding that he must trick the old brother into trying it if he had the chance.

Then he realized that Ling, who was sitting opposite him, lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly.

"Well, what's wrong, isn't it delicious?"

Isn't it uncooked and has a bad stomach!?

Fang Ran's heart was lifted all of a sudden, and just when he wanted to continue to ask clearly, he saw the young girl in her childhood state shook her head, and glanced at the grilled fish he had eaten,

Then he lowered his head and pursed his lips, and his hands wrapped around the cloth grabbed the corners of the thick linen very hard, and bit his lip and whispered:

"I... I don't have any money..."

The moment his throat was sore, Fang Ran felt that he might have eaten too much tree fruit...

Squatting in front of her, the palm of his hand hesitated a little and then touched her head, the light blonde hair had an incredibly soft touch, the young man took a deep breath, and then tried to smile softly at her warmly:

"It's okay, and neither do I."