Broken Night

Chapter Thirty-Four - Time is Silver

Silent all night.

Xu Yan woke up at 21 from his sleep.

Looking at the desk, the neat dishes and chopsticks have been put away.

Looking at Lan Ming's bed again, curled up in the duvet like a shrimp, even in deep sleep, his face still had that weak and frightened expression.

What a cowardly and timid guy.

What's even funnier is the self who needs this guy's comfort.

Xu Yan laughed at himself, even in his previous life he was obsessed with forging, and he never knew much about the world. That's why Xu Tian's departure made him so reluctant—but that's all.

After all, he is not ten years old at heart, but a mature adult at heart.

For this separation, will be reluctant, but will not be obsessed.

The way to go is to take big steps.

As usual, he went to the academy's physical training ground to perform extreme challenges. After exhaustion, he ran the Jiuzhong Tianhuo Gong to train his tattoo strength and restore his physical strength.

When he returned to the room, Lan Ming had woken up and was making breakfast.

"When are we out?"

Hearing Xu Yan's lazy voice, Lan Ming was subconsciously relieved. Compared to Xu Yan like this, he was more afraid to see Xu Yan who was absent-minded and powerless: "Get out?"

"Didn't I go to your house? I heard that your mother is a master cook. I want to try it. Tell you, I won't be polite."

Lan Ming smiled happily: "If you dare to be polite, I won't let you go!"

Xu Yan grinned, the sun shone on his bald head, so dazzling it was hard to look directly at him.

...

"teacher!"

Zuo Chengzhe slowly opened the door.

Xu Yan looked at Zuo Chengzhe behind the door and was a little surprised.

At such an hour, Zuo Chengzhe's eyes were as calm as water. However, the fluctuations in his body were clearly visible, and Xu Yan only felt that what was in front of him seemed to be a ferocious beast that had just woken up, choosing to devour him.

Feeling the strangeness in Xu Yan's eyes, Zuo Chengzhe also flashed a wave of fluctuations in his eyes. In an instant, the fluctuation melted like snow, as if what just happened was just an illusion: "I'm just running the exercise, so my breath is a little unstable. What are you looking for me for?"

Xu Yan smiled, full of using the weapon of a ten-year-old child: "Teacher, my dad abandoned me. He left me in the academy, and ask the teacher to take care of me for the next two years."

Zuo Chengzhe frowned: "Your father is a gentle person, how could he do such a thing."

Xu Yan shrugged, like a rogue: "Anyway, that's it. Anyway, if something happens after that, the teacher remembers to shelter me from the wind and rain."

Then he turned and ran, not forgetting to wave to Zuo Chengzhe. Without knowing it, I really thought Xu Yan was an innocent child.

Zuo Chengzhe frowned and closed the door suspiciously.

Why do I always feel like I'm being sold?

...

Xu Yan and Lan Ming walked out of the academy side by side. Xu Yan stared at the big burden behind Lan Ming, dumbfounded, "You are just going home? I thought you would never go back to the academy!"

Lan Ming snorted: "This is called frugality! If you have extra materials, you must take them home and add vegetables! Otherwise, it will be broken when we come back tomorrow! Or... Big Brother Xu, you are full of nostalgia for that bowl of broken pig heart porridge. ?"

Xu Yan immediately shut his mouth cautiously, even in the past or present, there is an iron rule: never talk back to your chef.

Otherwise, after eating, you don't even know how to die.

Seeing Lan Ming taking the lead towards the city gate, Xu Yan was a little puzzled: "Where is your home?"

Lan Ming pointed to the west: "On the west side of Nancheng, after passing through Bharatiya, it takes 30 minutes to walk there."

Xu Yan was dumbfounded: "Bharali...walked for at least three hours, right?" Then he looked at the sky, and it was probably dark when he went to Lan Ming's house. Lan Ming looked at Xu Yan suspiciously: "Yes, I had planned to go back to the academy for dinner before the early morning. Is there any problem?"

"The problem is big!" Xu Yan said in a distressed tone: "Lan Ming, I know you are young! You have a lot of time to waste! But you must know! Time is silver! You come here like this Once, how many silver taels were spent!"

When Lan Ming heard the word silver tael, he also opened his small mouth: "How could it cost silver tael!"

Xu Yan shook his head: "Think about it, if you take so many hours to practice, how much grain strength will you practice? If you take it to grind cooking skills, you may develop a new dish! Such many weekends , so many new dishes! Do you understand?"

Lan Ming was taken aback by what he said, and asked subconsciously, "Then what should I do?"

...

"Little Brother Xu, why is it you again? Are you still going home?"

The old coachman laughed and saw Xu Yan, this young man made him very happy.

Xu Yan pulled Lan Ming into the carriage, and said politely, "Not this time, I'm going to my friend's house. Probably going to Bharali in the west."

The old coachman glanced at Lan Ming next to him and laughed: "This little guy is not like you, he looks shy! Hahaha!"

Xu Yan nodded and said, "Yes, I am rather cheeky."

Because of the long-term dealings, the old coachman only took Xu Yan ten taels of silver and left.

Seeing Xu Yan's 10 taels of silver flowers gone, Lan Ming's small eyes hidden in the bangs were full of distress, and he pulled Xu Yan and whispered: "Brother Xu, what time did you say is silver tael, I don't understand. But the 10 taels of silver you spent are really white silver taels! It's not too tiring to walk, so don't waste it like this."

"It's not quite right to think that way, little brother."

The old coachman carried the Nairobi horse to the west, obviously superb in his driving skills and did not shake: "You say, 10 taels of silver can save at least two hours of time. And the two of you two children add up to four Hours of time. In addition, you are not only buying time, but also my services. In the car, you can do what you love. Like little brother Xu, even in the car, you will read a book and close your eyes. Training or something. These are things you can't do on your way."

The old coachman smiled as he touched the body of the Nairobi horse in front of him: "And my partner also needs to eat. If I want to eat, it will also eat. Ten taels of silver, really not much."

Xu Yan smiled slightly and did not speak.

Lan Ming was just thoughtful.

If Xu Tian's departure made Xu Yan really realize that he had regarded that guy as his father. Then after yesterday's company, he also really regarded Lan Ming as a friend. Since it is a friend, the more mature self should instill some concepts into him. But everyone's values ​​are different, so Xu Yan just brought out the problem and let Lan Ming think for himself.

You may come to a conclusion, if you think it is not the same.

But that was Lan Ming's own path.

Seeing that the two dolls didn't speak, the old coachman didn't take it seriously, and continued to go west on the Nailor horse.