Being in a coma and not knowing how much time had passed, Cesare had slowly adapted to this feeling of losing the sense of time.
The weak light penetrated his eyelids and stimulated Cesare to wake up slowly. There was a fresh breath and the smell of dew in the air.
Birds flew from the woods, landed on the branches, and sang their morning songs.
Another day passed in the blink of an eye, and a new morning came.
This feeling of time passing so quickly is wonderful, but Cesare really doesn't want to experience it anymore. He shook his head to test how awake he was now.
The bumps on the horse made Cesare realize that he was on his way back to Caliu.
Cesare didn't remember how he got on the horse, let alone how he spent last night. Anya sat in the front and drove the car as before. The girl looked at the road ahead silently, seemingly unaware that Cesare had woken up.
Cesare was sitting behind Anya, his hands tightly holding the girl's slender waist.
It wasn't until he regained consciousness that Cesare nervously let go of his hand, and at the same time found that his body had become much more relaxed after being in a coma last night.
Although he is still a little stiff after not exercising for a long time, he has begun to gain strength and can swing his limbs freely.
My mind is a lot more energetic, and it seems that my body's functions have basically recovered, and I no longer need to act like a useless person.
This is great news. Cesare is still afraid that he will be fed by others for the rest of his life.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the experience last night. Cesare quickly opened his sleeve and noticed the arm bitten by the wolf in his memory. The skin of the arm was smooth and complete, and it did not look like it had been bitten by a wolf at all.
Is this another nightmare?
While Cesare was thinking about it, he suddenly felt soft and soft under his body. When he lowered his head, he found a piece of fresh wolf skin sitting under his body. It was so fresh that the blood stains on it had not been completely cleaned off.
This piece of wolf skin is smooth and elastic, with thick hair and a deep and even color. It reveals a dark brown luster in the sun. It is very soft to the touch, and its delicate feel makes people can't help but linger on it.
Upon closer inspection, this wolf looked very familiar. It was the one that wanted to eat him last night. Apparently Anya had paid the price for her appetite and had become a mat on the horse's back.
But this also shows that the wound really occurred, but was healed again by the hyphae in Cesare's body...
Those evil little things did not give up easily. The reason why they wanted to protect Cesare's body was just to seize this body again one day and make it their property.
I patted my forehead and finally regained my strength and stopped thinking about bad things.
Cesare patted Anya's shoulder lightly.
"Anya, I feel much better. Come and sit in the back and take a rest."
He called softly, but Anya didn't respond to him. The girl sat quietly in front. It seemed that she hadn't had time to tie her hair today. Her red hair was scattered and messy on her shoulders, but it made the girl's back even more cute. And soft.
"Anya?"
Cesare called softly a few more times, and upon closer inspection, he found that Anya had her head lowered, her hands were weakly leaning on the horse's back, and she was not holding the reins at all.
As Cesare shook her body anxiously, Anya swayed limply back and forth, then fell backwards and fell into Cesare's arms.
Cesare was initially frightened, thinking Anya was in danger.
It wasn't until she heard a faint snoring that she slowly felt relieved. Anya closed her eyes and fell asleep deeply. She must have been exhausted and fell asleep during the horse riding.
There was a hazy look on the girl's little face, her cheeks were slightly red, and her long eyelashes were trembling gently.
Sometimes he purses his lips nervously, and sometimes he slowly relaxes his lips and opens them slightly, as if he is continuing to steer the horse in a dream.
Fortunately, the horse that sent them back to Kalliu was well trained by Ilona, and it would move forward steadily along the forest path even if no one was holding the reins.
Looking at Anya's cute sleeping face, Cesare would never have been emotionally deprived before, but now, Cesare couldn't help but lift up his fingers and gently touch Anya's rosy face.
At this time, a cardinal suddenly flapped its wings and flew over. The little guy seemed to have misunderstood what Cesare meant.
He pecked Cesare's outstretched finger, and then kept chirping, as if Anya's little knight regarded Cesare as a bad guy and protected the princess with his body.
Cesare didn't know how to explain to the bird, so he had to withdraw his hand, and the cardinal flew away with satisfaction.
Until now, Cesare still couldn't figure out what Dragon Whisperer meant, what the name meant, and how Anya communicated with these birds.
It can only be regarded as one of the countless miracles created by this magical girl, no matter how many gold coins the identity of the Dragon Whisperer is worth, so that the circus leader desperately wants to rob Anya.
But the existence of the girl Anya is absolutely higher than all material values.
She is priceless, precious, and something Cesare should be grateful for and cherish...
The noisy noise of the cardinal just now also made Anya let out a cute gasp. Her blurred eyes opened slightly with a hint of sleepiness. After seeing Cesare's face, she naturally smiled again, with a smile that was not yet awake. Looks silly.
"Cesare...? Good morning..." The girl closed her eyes slightly, and rubbed her smiling face against Cesare's body again and again, as if using Cesare's body as a pillow for her to doze on.
"Good morning, Anya." Cesare's outstretched arm hesitated, and after looking around to make sure there were no cardinals flying around, he gently hugged Anya, feeling the faint fragrance of flowers. .
Then Anya said softly.
"Thank you for your hard work. Let me take care of you for the rest of the journey."
"Hmm...Okay." Anya's voice seemed to be still floating in her sleep, talking in her sleep, weak, like an obedient child.
Cesare didn't know if his brain had been affected by the infection and was a little damaged. He watched the girl in his arms fall asleep again from exhaustion and couldn't bear to disturb him. He was reluctant to hold Anya's sweet body. Release your hands.
If the horse hadn't stopped at a fork in the forest, I wouldn't know which way to turn.
I really hope that the silence at this moment can last forever and never end. I hope that I will spend more time with Anya in the future.
Cesare doesn't mind having an interesting soul around him, and he doesn't mind adding a bright red color to his life.
The strange thoughts in his mind were suddenly broken by the moisture on his upper lip. He licked his lips and tasted the smell of blood. Cesare found that he had a nosebleed after touching it with his hand. It seemed that this was the first time this happened to him since he was a child. Can't think of a reason...
It probably has something to do with the mycelium in the body.
