“…Speaking of which, I haven’t written to you for a long time.

Since we set off from Santander, Spain, we have been unable to receive any mail or news from outside. Since there is not a single signal tower installed on the ship, we cannot even make phone calls.

But fortunately, I told my friends about this before traveling, and even paid the money to Charles in advance, so I guess they won't be too worried.

Although this letter will probably have to go to Ireland before being sent to you, that’s not the reason for me to take risks - anyway, be prepared to receive a lot of letters at once, Mr. Tolstoy!"

The traveler leaned on the rickety barrel and neatly wrote a string of standard Russian fonts with a pen: His current Russian spelling level is not comparable to that of the past, thanks to the entire book "Resurrection"

》The effect.

As he wrote this, there was a soft smile in Beiyuan and Maple Orange's golden eyes.

——It’s amazing that no matter how long the journey has been, as long as he picks up his pen and starts writing poems for Tolstoy, he will always think of the time the two of them spent quietly together in Moscow, and his mood will suddenly become calm.

Come down.

Just like when he rubs his clock, he will think of the photos taken by Cervantes. When he reads a collection of poems, he will think of Baudelaire's careless smile. When he sees the necklace around his neck, he will recall the thin smile.

Gacho and orange-gold Florence…

Unconsciously, these memories have been piled up everywhere.

Beihara and Feng held up their chins, raised their eyes and laughed, then continued to write on it:

"I met Byron. He is a very romantic and rebellious person, and his personality is somewhat similar to that of Rousseau and Charles. But I can't tell what the similarity is... maybe they are both longing for someone different from the ordinary.

Completely different stories? Or maybe they both like people with gentle personalities?"

"By the way. We also met a pirate ship and became good friends with Captain Hook on it. Because of the pirates, I admit that I was a little prejudiced against him before. But we have a good relationship now."

When the traveler wrote this, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, and while the real owner was away, he quickly wrote:

"Let me tell you a secret quietly: Although he always has a cold face, he actually likes children. After Anthony was frightened by the smell of blood on his body at first, he squatted in a corner and drank wine depressedly. Haha

Haha, isn’t it cute?”

This made Anthony feel embarrassed and took the initiative to play with him. Miraculously, the two of them were actually able to play together.

Hook always seems to come up with an endless supply of novelty gadgets.

That pirate ship is like hiding a paradise for children. From all kinds of small dolls to exquisite and cute building blocks and puzzles, they are all children's favorite things, which makes Miss Rose's attitude towards him improve.

Quite a few.

Byron didn't care that the captain of the pirate ship next to him came to his ship to amuse the children all day long, and he even looked a little happy to see it happen - after all, they spent more time playing together, which meant that he and his

Kitahara and Kaede spend a lot of time together.

For example, Kitahara and Kaede are writing letters right now.

The traveler sighed and looked over his shoulder, his orange-gold eyes filled with a warm and flamboyant red.

That was Byron sleeping on his shoulder.

The captain of the Childe Harold looked a little cautious when sleeping. He curled up into a ball and showed no sign of his usual high spirits.

It feels like a soft, red, round, fat chirp resting on the shoulder of a human being, looking well-behaved and indifferent to the world.

Beiyuan and Feng hugged him up resignedly, without disturbing each other's rare sleep. They shook their sleeves and startled a small translucent skylark.

"Chirp?" The skylark, which could not be seen by outsiders, first made a clear and pleasant chirp, but soon understood what the traveler meant, so it flew helplessly into Byron's arms and sang him a hypnotic song softly.

song.

Even if it can't be heard by people, there is no denying that its sound is beautiful. It has a melody like the wind in nature, and it seems to be a dream wrapped in the fragrance of flowers.

Byron unknowingly fell asleep a little more peacefully, and his curled up body relaxed slightly. He was buried in the arms of Beiyuan and Feng, and he obediently let the people around him place him beside the pile of barrels.

, cover with a thin layer of coat.

I just didn’t know what I was dreaming about, but I kept calling the name “Shelley” vaguely.

Skylark looked at him with a somewhat sad look, then lowered his head and sang a clear and beautiful song to this human being.

Beihara and Feng stood up, carefully put away the letter they had not finished, and put it in their pockets. They reached out to touch Skylark, who looked a little disappointed, and said in a gentle tone:

"I'm going to find Anthony and the others. If you want to accompany him, just stay here. I'll be back later."

"Chew." Got it, but remember to spend more time with this idiot Byron.

The skylark flapped its wings, answered the other person's instructions with a melodious chirp, jumped up and landed in the ears of the superpower, and continued to sing its own song.

This skylark was discovered by a traveler on the deck not long after he went to sea. Like those magical elves, it is a bird that is completely invisible to ordinary people.

It has lived on the ship since the first day when Byron and his travelers went to sea, singing a song that never stops under the cover of the waves day and night.

The beautiful skylark likes the sun, likes music, likes to watch the sea blooming with white waves, and likes to fly towards the sky.

"I suddenly became curious whether Mr. Shelley was the same as you when he was alive."

Beiyuan and Feng knelt down and looked at this person and bird. They bent their beautiful eyes and said in a teasing tone.

The skylark flapped its wings and ignored him: its song has not finished yet!

The traveler just smiled, then stood up, intending to find his child and tell him what time the dinner would be tonight.

After the other party left, the bird nesting next to Byron finally finished singing and "chirped" belatedly, which was regarded as an answer to the human's question.

——Although it is very similar, I am indeed not Shelley.

After singing the song, the skylark fluttered its feathers, and its soft body huddled next to Byron's neck, looking like it had turned into a ball of snow-white and lovely glutinous rice.

It is not Shelley's soul on the sea, not even a part of it.

Its existence is more like a shadow left by the deceased on the seabed, or a beautiful dream he had on the sea, or a poem uttered from his mouth.

But of course, it also likes Byron.

Skylark rubbed Byron's face, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep peacefully with him in a quiet atmosphere with only the sound of waves around.

Because it is indeed related to Shelley, and anything born from Shelley cannot dislike Byron.

It’s so simple and normal, isn’t it?

At this time, the atmosphere in the cabin was as quiet as outside. A lamp that was turned on after a wire was pulled over was emitting a soft, dim yellow light, illuminating the open hall on the first floor like it was enveloped in a gentle dream.

inside.

There are many colorful building blocks scattered on the ground. More are piled together, forming a small prototype of a city.

"This is my and Beihara's home."

Anthony placed a delicate little house made of building blocks at the highest place in the city. With bright eyes, he said to Captain Hook beside him in a very happy tone.

Kitahara and Kaede had just come over to talk to him about dinner, and the child used his full imagination to quickly build a home for them.

"It's very nice." Captain Hook replied with a serious face.

He is a person who seldom smiles, or even when he smiles, it is more like a mockery, so he is even more lazy to stretch his facial muscles and put on that nondescript look.

According to his own words, he "had finished laughing in his childhood", so now he has no way to laugh normally even if he wants to.

"And this! This place is Captain Hook and Mr. Byron's ship—"

The blond child was obviously not angry with the adults because of this dry answer. His black eyes were crooked, he let out a light laugh, and placed two beautiful boats made of building blocks in the center of the city.

Their responsibility is to act as a real "pirate ship" in the amusement park, allowing many, many children to sit on and play, making them giggle all day long.

Captain Hook felt ashamed at this time. Because he knew how bad his ship was. Not to mention making children like it, it looked like it had never been taken care of in a lifetime.

This is really devoid of grace at all.

"Oh." The adult muttered, "It seems it's time to clean up my ship. You can play with it by yourself. I still have some... uh, blueprints here. You can build it slowly."

Having said this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh, reached out and patted Anthony's shoulder, and said in a gentle tone:

"Soon our ship will arrive at Never Island. When we disembark, you can build blocks with Mr. Kitahara in the cabin - I believe your results will be beautiful."

As long as you stay in the cabin and don't come out, you shouldn't be captured by Peter Pan, right?

Hook thought in his heart, feeling that his heart was being pressed by something heavy, which made him depressed - but thanks to the pirate leader's melancholy personality, no one could see that he was depressed.

mood changes.

The little prince tilted his head in confusion, holding the roses beside him in his arms, feeling strange about the adult's words.

"Why can't I go down with you?"

He raised his face and asked in a very childish voice: "I also want to help everyone. I am already a qualified adult."

No, you are still very young.

Hook opened his mouth, but felt that he was not suitable to refute this issue, so he could only find a random reason in his mind to explain it.

"Because you still have to accompany Mr. Kitahara." The captain of the pirate ship found an impeccable reason and said seriously.

Obviously, Anthony was convinced by this reason and nodded obediently.

Only Miss Rose still felt that something was not right, but she couldn't say anything - after all, Kitahara and Kaede did have a quiet and melancholy temperament when no one was around, and there was no way to put people at ease.

Until now, he is probably the only one who still stubbornly believes that he is a "normal" person both mentally and physically.

In fact, this guy is almost worrying me to death!
To be continued...