take the lamb to school

Chapter 13 Reunion

That boy was Yi Ling.

He gratefully got into Uncle Pete's carriage and began to chat with him.

"Where are you from?" asked Uncle Pete.

"I come from Aira, a far away place." Yi Ling replied, "It's a bit cold there, it often snows in winter, and there are not many flowers. It is a completely different place from Mingsaru."

"Oh? Snow? It doesn't snow in Minsaru." Uncle Pete became interested. "I've never seen snow before. What does snow look like?"

Yi Ling blinked: "White, cold, and pure. In a sense, it is also a kind of flower, but it has no fragrance."

"Sounds good, your hometown is great." Uncle Pete didn't hesitate to praise himself, "May I ask, young man. What are you working so hard to do here?"

"Come to school, and..." Yi Ling lowered her eyelids, "Looking for my mother."

Uncle Pete didn't expect to hear such an answer. He originally thought it might be about finding a job to make a living.

"Sorry, I wish you well." He didn't ask too much, nor did he speculate on the "tragic story" behind it.

The carriage speeded up and stopped in front of a house amidst the scent of flowers blowing in the breeze. There was a sign on the second floor - Silver Star Hotel.

"Here, I guess you are talking about this hotel. This is the closest and largest hotel to Minsaru Port."

Yi Ling jumped down neatly, turned around and said thanks: "Thank you, I will definitely repay your kindness if I have the opportunity."

Uncle Pete didn't take this to heart, he waved his hand: "Goodbye, young man."

Yi Ling walked a few steps, then turned around and called Uncle Pete, and smiled inexplicably: "Uncle! I heard that lambs seem to like peaches more than carambola."

"..."

"Peach?" Uncle Pete paused, looking at the back of Yi Ling who disappeared at the hotel gate, "How could he know?"

*

Here, Yi Ling walked into the Silver Star Hotel, and a young waiter came up to ask him if he needed accommodation.

"I think I might need to stay here for a night, but before—" Ealing said politely, "I need to ask a question."

"As long as I know, you can say anything, sir." The young waiter didn't underestimate the half-grown man in front of him. His seniors told him that the most taboo thing in their job is to underestimate customers.

You never know if the next beggar who walks in is a hidden rich man.

This is the personal experience of the predecessors.

"Excuse me, does Mr. Lawson live here?" Yi Ling asked quietly.

"Mr. Lawson?" The young waiter recalled and nodded, "We do have several Mr. Lawson here. Can you provide more detailed information?"

He lied.

In fact, there was only one Mr. Lawson in the entire Silver Star Hotel.This surname is very rare in Minsaru, and it sounds like a foreign guest.

But for the sake of safety, he can only say so.

After all, he is first and foremost responsible for the guests who have already moved in, isn't he?

"He's still bringing his daughter, a beautiful girl with black hair." Yi Ling stared at the young waiter's calm face and frowned suspiciously.

He has already made it very clear, a father and daughter, the daughter has black hair and is beautiful.

Yi Ling thought, does this person think I'm a liar?

He added: "His name is Marvin Lawson, and I am his and his friend, sir. If you don't believe me, would you please send him downstairs?"

"I'm sure he'll recognize me when he sees me."

This sincere words and face made the young waiter believe eight points.He nodded with a smile and said, "I'll ask him to come down immediately, wait a moment."

With that said, he curtseyed briskly and went upstairs.

When he returned, he was accompanied by an old man in a cloak.It's Mr. Lawson, whom I haven't seen for a long time!

Yi Ling's eyes lit up: "Mr. Lawson!"

"This one said he was your friend, Mr. Lawson." The young waiter said jokingly.An old man and a child, they are friends!This is the first time he has seen this kind of friendship that spans generations.

"Ah, yes, that's right. We are New Year friends." Mr. Lawson excitedly gave Yi Ling a big hug, "You are finally here, my little guest."

"He needs a room, and it's next to us, is that okay?" Mr. Lawson took Yi Ling's arm and asked the young waiter with a smile.

"Of course, Mr. Lawson. Please follow me." The young waiter bent down and handed over, "I need to register your name first."

"Ealing."

"What about the last name?"

Yi Ling thought for a while and said, "I don't have a last name."

Seeing the unbelievable look of the young waiter, he changed his words: "If there must be one, it should be Gejir."

Gejill is the surname of Uncle Mike, but he has lived in the suburbs for many years, away from the crowd, and almost no one knows about it.

"Identity information cannot be perfunctory, sir." The young waiter sighed, "You also need to show a proof, for example, a letter containing your home address, or a special ticket or boat ticket containing your name."

Unfortunately, neither of these Ealings are available.The letter was left in Aira, and the boat ticket was not specially made.

"If it's just to prove that I really exist, does the admission letter count?"

He took out the admission notice in the rose cover and placed it in front of the young waiter.

"This is..." The young waiter was a little surprised, "Red Thorn Academy?!"

Obviously, he recognized the logo of Red Thorn Academy.

"Yes, I only have this, is that okay?" Yi Ling said.

The young waiter excitedly said: "Of course!" He opened the search with envy, and glanced at the beginning.

It is true that there is only one first name and no last name.

This is so weird.

He solemnly wrote down "Yi Ling" on the customer's name, and handed back the admission notice to this unscrupulous little guest with both hands.

Yiling stayed in the Silver Star Hotel just like that.He, Mr. Towson, paid the price for two days in advance on his behalf.

He thought that school would start the day after tomorrow, and if the school could provide accommodation, then he wouldn't need to live here any longer.

After getting the room key, Yi Ling went to Miss Lawson first.

"Ealing!"

Mu Lin is still wearing a veil, but her whole person has changed.

She changed the gorgeous skirts of the ladies and put on riding clothes, but the sassy riding clothes did not conceal her gauntness.

Her vitality seemed to be slowly draining away.

"Are you all right, Miss Lawson?" Yi Ling asked worriedly.

"Everything is fine, please come in." With a joyful smile in Mu Lin's eyes, she invited Yi Ling to sit down at the round table for guests and bring him refreshments.

"How are you, Yiling? Did they hurt you?" Mu Lin said earnestly.

Speaking of this, Yi Ling became energetic all of a sudden. He talked endlessly about his adventures, and omitted the part about becoming a cat. He only said that he met a nobleman and was rescued by him and boarded the boat to Mingsalu .

"It's too dangerous, too dangerous." Mu Lin murmured, her face pale.

Suddenly, she took Yi Ling's hand, knelt down in front of him, raised her head and wept, "I'm so sorry for you! Obviously I also expected danger, but I still acquiesced that my father asked someone to help me. "

Yi Ling was startled by her, and hurried to help her up.

Mu Lin shook her head, trying to calm down her emotions: "Please let me finish my sentence like this, Yi Ling."

"I'm actually not okay these days. I'm suffering from my conscience all the time. I know my father is the same way, he is a good man, but for me, he did bad things."

"You are two years younger than me, but I hide behind you. Yi Ling, the more you don't care, the more kind you are, the more I feel ashamed."

Yi Ling patted Miss Lawson on the shoulder, and his expression became slightly serious: "However, people are always afraid and helpless. I helped you, and someone helped me. Don't we all want to help each other? "

"No matter how weak a person is, there is strength. Keep this reciprocal heart and treasure it. When you meet other people who need help in the future, you can use it to help them, Miss Lawson."

"Besides—" he raised his mouth playfully, "I didn't do it for nothing, did I? Mr. Lawson promised to give me fifteen gold coins."

Having said that, Mu Lin slowly stood up, she pulled off her veil, revealing the hideous scar, as if she had made up her mind, her mournful expression gradually became clear.

"Yes, we still owe you fifteen ducats."

She stretched her brows and smiled.