Wu Ming was keenly aware of the fleeting resistance on Nina's face and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"No...it's nothing. Nina just doesn't like staying in the town..." Nina shook her head and was unwilling to talk about this topic any more. She turned the topic to the encounter between the two stiffly, "So Nina will I often go for walks in the back mountains and forests, and then I meet you, big brother...".
Spend at least an hour away walking in the back hills and forests? According to a normal child of seven or eight years old, she should be clamoring for a rest after walking back and forth, but Nina showed no signs of fatigue at all, and she felt like she was hiding something... Forget it, since she didn't ask for it. It's okay for me to help... Wu Ming nodded, and did not continue to question Nina on this issue. He habitually stretched out his hand and put it on her head and gently rubbed it: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, but I think people are... You should be more willful and it doesn't matter if you tell your desires honestly..."
"Then big brother, can you tell Nina about the adventure story of Fullmetal Alchemist Paul Korchagin?" Nina raised her head and asked, sweeping away the haze on her face, "Nina also wants to hear about Fullmetal Alchemist again. The story between Ka and Paul Korchagin!”
Wu Ming was fascinated by Nina's blue and pure gem-like eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart.
I just went too far and completely distorted this little girl's style of painting...
This feeling of guilt only stayed in Wu Ming's heart for about two seconds, and then he put it behind him and put on an interesting smile: "The story of Paul Korchagin is too long, I can take advantage of this I will tell you the story of Ragnaros Lodbrok, his pursuit of Oceanus, the End Sea, and his journey to become the Pirate King to open up a new route..."
"Aren't you going to tell the story of Scar and Paul Korchagin..." Nina seemed a little disappointed, but her slightly depressed mood was quickly attracted by the second half of Wu Ming's sentence, but this time the protagonist's name was very It was a tongue twister. The little girl bit her tongue and couldn't say it smoothly: "La Gruaruas?"
"Ragnaros Lodbrok." Wu Ming began the narration patiently, treating it as an act of making up. "He is a group of fire spirits who are always curious about the world and always enthusiastic. Unlike his compatriots who are unwilling to explore the sea and always want to ignite the world, Ragnaros has a dream. He wants to leave his hometown and pursue the legendary end sea. As a navigator, he explores more Unknown dreams..."
The town that Nina pointed to was at the end of the dirt path. Although it looked very close, according to Wu Ming's estimation, the two of them would have to walk for at least half an hour to get to the town, so they took advantage of this time to give this It’s okay for a little girl to tell a shorter story.
More than half an hour later, driven by Wu Ming's witty nonsense, he and Nina entered the town.
The town where Nina lives is not big. Rather than saying it is a small town, it would be more appropriate to say it is a village.
The slightly hard and rough cement pavement underfoot may be because there are almost no people on the streets of the town during working hours, making it seem a bit desolate, but it also made it easier for Wu Ming to take a look at the town's environment without leaving any trace.
The buildings here are sparse and most are only two or three stories high. Each building is a single-family house with a sloping roof and a small yard. Although the architectural style is a bit mixed, the overall style tends to be classical European style. There are some discrepancies in the architectural details. It seems that the houses here were built by the townspeople according to their own preferences. Wu Ming even saw a very retro-looking forester's wooden house here and several Roman columns placed at the door of a certain house. .
Not long after entering the town, Nina changed her previous lively and enthusiastic attitude like a curious baby pulling Wu Ming to ask if he wanted to hear a story. Her personality seemed to have become a bit taciturn, as if she was deliberately suppressing something and no longer took the initiative to talk to Wu Ming. Ming spoke. Especially whenever a town citizen passed by, she would lower her head and keep her gaze lingering on her crimson skirt and red leather shoes.
It looked like he was escaping from something.
At the same time, Wu Ming also felt several eyes full of suspicion and malice directed at him.
Whoosh!
A black shadow passed through the air. Wu Ming raised his eyes and saw a small stone flying towards his door, and a little kid who was about five or six years old farther away, maintaining a throwing posture with two snot hanging from his nose.
Projectiles of this degree become extremely slow as if they have entered bullet time, like a slow-motion movie that has been slowed down more than ten times. With the addition of dynamic vision and body strengthening, Wu Ming did not put any effort into it. Almost as soon as he reached for it, he reached out and grabbed the small rocks flying towards him.
"Nina, do they hate foreigners?" Wu Ming scattered the crushed gravel carelessly. When the little kid was so frightened that he cried, he looked at the townspeople who glared at him one by one with kind eyes. They stared back one by one, "What are you looking at? If you look again, believe it or not, I, a despicable foreigner, will sneak into your house tonight and eat up all the rice in your house!"
Then the townspeople turned their heads with complicated expressions and stopped looking at Wu Ming. Looking at their constipated expressions as if they had eaten flies, Wu Ming felt that these townspeople probably thought that he was a psychopath who could beat him. …
It wasn't until the passing townspeople had gone away that Nina timidly said: "They... don't like Nina and her mother, nor do they like outsiders. They say that outsiders will bring disaster to Melas." …”
Melas is the name of this town. Nina doesn’t know why it was called this town. She only knows that it was called that way a long time ago.
"Is it a closed and exclusive town? It sounds like a standard town for running groups, but is there really such a small town that is almost completely closed to the outside world in modern society..." Through Nina's words, Wu Ming said about this He had a general understanding of the current situation of the town, but a new question emerged in his mind, "Then why do you hate Nina? Isn't Nina a citizen of Melas?"
"Because dad is a foreigner, they hate dad very much. They also say that Nina is a witch or a witch. Friends of the same age gradually stop playing with Nina and throw rocks and mud at Nina..." Nina hesitated. It took a long time before she spoke, with a hint of sadness flashing across her little porcelain doll-like face, "In the past, when Dad was still at home, Dad would tell Nina a lot about things outside, things he encountered while traveling, amusement parks in big cities and It was delicious, and he taught Nina a lot of interesting things. He also said that he would take Nina and her mother to live in a big city outside the town in the future. Her mother would also hold Nina in her arms, sing nice songs, and tell Nina The story that has been passed down in the town..."
Nina has been surrounded by malice and bullying in her life so far. When she walks on the street, she will be thrown stones and mud by her peers, and she will be called a witch by fierce grandparents and witches who believe in the devil. Someone threw dirty water on you for no reason. Warmth and kindness can only be felt at home, but for a young girl, even the faint kindness and warmth from her family can support her in facing a cold and malicious world, but...
"But after dad left, only Nina and mom were left at home..."
Nina's sapphire-like eyes were covered with mist, and her voice was choked with sobs.
And when Nina's father left without saying goodbye one day, even the warmth from the family disappeared.
