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Chapter 138

Halfway through the frost month, the hail turned into sleet, and it rained for three days and three nights without wind.

The three of them sat on the tatami mat beside the brazier, listening to the subtle sound of the steel needle in the brazier, and no one spoke to break the silence.

The samurai, who was wearing straight clothes, was uneasy in this cold weather, and finally sighed.

"Okay, I give up." The samurai said, "It's too quiet. In the past, you would sip wine and say something I couldn't understand, and I couldn't stop you. Why are you so quiet today?"

Abe Haruaki also sighed with him: "In a little while, I will beat Asahiko. Boya, do you have the perseverance to wait outside the musician's door for three months?"

He was talking about the past when Minamoto Boya was willing to wait outside the musician's door for three months in order to listen to a pleasant pipa.

Minamoto no Hiroya was puzzled: "Didn't we agree that whoever spoke first among the three of us would be the loser? What are you angry about?"

"That was a bet between the three of us. The bet between me and Harumi was: Can Minamoto no Hiroya hold on to the end?" Bo Chaoyan's eyes curved, and a hint of smile flashed in his dark eyes.

Abe no Hiroya sighed: "I lost. If the scavenger was here, Hiroya would be calmer than he is now."

Unfortunately, the scavenger didn't come. He caught a cold half a month ago and was ordered by Minamoto no Hiroya to lie down and not move.

It was also strange that the scavenger caught a "cold".

It had just snowed, and the scavenger stared at something so white and short-lived for the first time. Minamoto no Hiroya saw it and encouraged him to go to the yard to play in the snow. The scavenger ran out barefoot without saying a word.

"You will catch a cold if you do this!" Hiroya yelled anxiously in the house.

"Will it?"

Only then did Boya regain his common sense, which was not common sense. Since talking with Bo Chaoyan, he has always treated the scavenger as an ordinary child, and even forgot that he was not a human being.

"Should...right?" Boya was also uncertain, and could only say ambiguously, "Ordinary people will."

"Boya hopes that I am an ordinary child?" The scavenger asked.

The question seemed extremely tricky when it came at this time. Minamoto Boya thought about it for a while, and still nodded according to his heart: "I hope you are an ordinary child who can grow up safely."

So the "ordinary child" satisfied Minamoto Boya's wish.

——The scavenger fell ill.

Bo Chaoyan laughed about this for a long time. The scavenger and Minamoto Boya are simply a collection of two idiots. The former doesn't know how to ask clear-cut questions, and the latter doesn't know how to answer in a way that the other party can really understand.

It's simply talking to a deaf person!

Minamoto Hiroya knew that Asahiko would follow Seimei's words and start another round of ridicule, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "What did you bet on?"