Reminiscence Part 3 (Kerol) The First Communication (Part 2)
"Um."
Alan nodded vigorously.
"Yes. He is my only relative at the moment."
The only relative...
I feel like I accidentally learned something very sad...
In order not to make the atmosphere sad, I immediately asked:
"Alan, what kind of person is your brother?"
As I asked this question, I imagined what Alan’s brother looked like.
Alan is very cute, so her brother should also be very handsome.
Maybe like Alan, he has brown hair and emerald green eyes.
"Well..." Alan pondered for a moment and then said, "He is... a very smart, gentle, and handsome man."
"Very smart, gentle, and handsome..."
I muttered while enriching the imagination of Alan's brother in my mind——
He has brown hair and green eyes, has an intellectual temperament, is gentle to others, has excellent conversational skills, and has a very good appearance.
I suddenly wanted to meet Alan's brother.
Just listening to Alan's description, I became very interested in this unmasked "Alan's brother".
It's a pity - listening to Alan's muttering just now, her brother doesn't seem to be here now.
This made me feel a pang of regret.
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Time flies when chatting with people.
The banquet that originally felt like a long time now just felt like it was over in the blink of an eye.
Alan's and I's rooms were not in the same direction, but there was a section of road in common, so Alan and I walked side by side on this common corridor.
"Thank you, Alan."
While walking side by side on this common corridor, I sincerely thanked the new friends I met tonight.
"Thank you for chatting with me tonight. Without you, I really don't know how to spend this lonely banquet."
"No need to be polite to me."
Alan, who was obviously still a child, now acted like an adult, waving his hands cheerfully.
"When I first came here, I was lonely too."
Alan said softly, a look of reminiscence appeared on his face.
"No relatives, no friends."
"When I was the loneliest and most helpless, someone helped me."
"So - I know very well what it feels like when you are lonely and helpless."
"I also know very well what it feels like to receive help from others when you are lonely and helpless."
"When I saw you alone in the banquet hall just now, Carol, I couldn't help but think of me when I first came here."
"That's why I wanted to come and talk to you, so that the feeling of receiving help from others that once warmed me can also appear in you, Kailuo."
"Kylor, if you have any questions, you can come to me at any time."
At this point, Alan and I happened to reach the fork in the corridor.
"Then - see you later."
Alan waved his hand to me and turned into the corridor on the right.
And I stood there blankly, watching Alan's back gradually disappearing.
What a good boy - this was the only thought in my heart after hearing Alan's words.
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Meeting a good boy like Alan makes me feel so good now.
At the same time, he also became more curious about Alan's brother.
Alan is such a well-behaved, gentle and good child, so what is her brother like?
The curiosity in my heart became more intense, and my desire to see Alan's brother became even stronger.
Because I was in a good mood, I hummed a light tune and walked slowly on the way back to my room.
However, at this moment - I encountered a sudden change.
When there were only about twenty steps away from my door, a crooked figure walking together suddenly appeared within my field of vision.
I took a closer look - it was a drunkard.
He's not very old, probably only a few years older than me.
Judging from his appearance, he must have just attended that banquet and drank too much at that banquet.
Stay away from him.
The people in my hometown are all Xilan people who migrated south from the Holy Xilan Empire, so almost everyone in my hometown is good at drinking.
So I understand how difficult this kind of drunk person can be.
So I just want to give this drunkard a wide berth.
This drunkard was blocking the way I had to go back to my room, so it was impossible to avoid it. I could only press my body against the wall farthest from him as much as possible, and stay as far away from him as possible. Passed by this drunkard.
However... just as I was about to stick to the wall and pass by this drunkard, this drunkard suddenly noticed me.
After seeing me...or rather seeing my cute face, this drunkard's eyes immediately lit up.
"Who are you……"
This drunkard burped and staggered towards me.
"There's a new face I've never seen before...you look so cute..."
I hate drunks.
Because drunk people always say some very rude things and do some very offensive things.
I suppressed the disgust and displeasure in my heart, prepared to speed up my pace, and quickly walked around this drunkard.
However - I don't know where this drunkard got his strength, and his body that was still dangling just now suddenly rushed towards me.
I screamed and quickly stepped back.
Fortunately, I reacted in time, otherwise I would have been knocked down by this drunkard.
The drunkard fell directly at my feet.
The drunkard was not angry because he just missed.
Instead, he looked at my shoes with great interest.
"Your shoes are so small... your feet are small... so cute... can I touch your feet..."
After saying that, the drunkard stretched out his hand and wanted to grab my shoes directly.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
I couldn't stand this wretched drunkard.
I don't know if this drunkard is so wretched because he is so wretched or because he is drunk. Anyway, I just want him to disappear from my sight as soon as possible.
I took advantage of the drunkard still lying on the ground and prepared to bypass him directly and then quickly return to the room.
However, when I just passed him, the drunkard who was still lying on the ground suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed my wrist.
"Let go!" I said angrily.
However, the drunkard not only did not let go, but also increased his strength.
"I won't let go... unless you give me the shoes and socks on your feet now..."
I will "give" you my shoes and socks now!
As I thought so, I gritted my teeth and prepared to kick the drunkard in the face.
From a physique point of view, if we have to fight, I should not be the opponent of this drunkard.
But now there are only me and this drunkard in this corridor, so the only person I can rely on is myself.
I moved my right ankle and prepared to aim at the drunkard's face and kick him directly, so that he would know that my shoes and socks are full of blood.
Just as my right foot was about to lift up, a strange male voice suddenly sounded from behind me.