She Is Not a Witch Chapter 85: Friend Grete

　　 A few rough men sit on the rocks by the sea. This side is relatively empty. There is a piece of cloth on the stone. On the cloth are two leftover roast chickens. There are a few empty wine bottles next to them. Several people eat His mouth was greasy and he was still belching.

　　"I said Manda, why did you leave three silver coins for that kid just now, every second~"

　　 One of them drank a bit too much, and asked with his tongue rolled up, he leaned on the rock, his legs spread apart.

　　 "You guys, I don’t know how to run long water. If you finish taking all of it, then the kid can’t go on and run, so he’s going to grab someone in the future."

　　 "Give him some hope and let him continue, so that he won't give up, don't you think? Haha"

　　 Manda was drunk, his face flushed, and he said drunkly, but his voice was not fast.

　　"Brother Manda is still smart, come and take another sip."

　　 "Do it!"

　　A few people picked up the bottles and drank again. The 9 silver coins they snatched were spent most of the day.

　　 And the boy who was robbed was the waiter Lorrain Hill met in the restaurant before. After that incident, his'famous' spread among the guests, and some other guests also learned to molest him and let him He learned how to call pigs, and deliberately made things difficult for him, wanting to see him jokes.

　　 In this way, you can show yourself cheaply, as if their status immediately rises when you laugh at others.

　　 This world is not all sunshine and rainbows, it is even more mean and dirty.

　　 One day, he finally couldn’t do it anymore. After the boss knew about it, he didn’t say much. He paid him his salary and asked him to try his luck in some workshops in the city. It happened that the Nissos’ winery was recruiting. People, so he became an ordinary winery worker. Although he could only get 2/3 of the money because of his young age, he was very satisfied.

　　 The next day he went to work in the winery as usual, but today he lost his former vitality. It was just mechanical work. His numb and dim expression was exactly the same as that of other workers in the factory, as if carved out of a mold. .

　　What is the meaning of life? These working workers don't think about such complicated issues. They only know to work, eat, sleep, and get up to work. When you have a little money, buy something delicious, or some wine.

　　 As for the future, they don’t think about it, and they don’t bother to think about it. Everyone lives like this, right?

　　 Such workers are everywhere in Hopeland. Some of them come from the countryside in the hinterland, some are smuggled from the west wind, and some are even fugitives from other countries. As long as you can work, no one cares about what you were in the past, even if it is a king. When you fall into this cycle of boring work, your spirituality will be slowly worn away bit by bit, and finally you will become exactly the same as everyone else. Of stones.

　　 Everyone is like this, isn’t it? So he continued with peace of mind and accepted the fact that he was nothing but a mortal.

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　　 But even in this ever-recurring dark world, there are still people trying to polish the flames.

　　 A new employee came to the winery. He has short black hair. He is a young man in his twenties. His name is Grete. The most striking thing is his piercing eyes. There seems to be something in his eyes. belief.

　　 After he came, he still learned the work process and precautions normally in the first few days. After a while, he quickly became acquainted with the young people in the winery, because he was long and handsome, and even some aunts were also very handsome. like him.

　　 One day when he got off work early, he called Bud and invited him to relax with a drink.

　　Budd evades that he has no money, plus a little inferiority, feels that he can't speak, and it will only make people cold when he goes.

　　 But Grete didn't care. He said that he was inviting him and he forced Bud to go. Since Grete usually performed well and was not bad, Bud did not resist strongly. In this way, the two bought some cakes, sliced ​​bacon, and wine, and came to a relatively clean hillside near the sea, eating and talking.

　　 "Budd, where are you from?"

　　"I am from Greythorn County, a poor place backed by Wilga."

　　 "Well, I'm from the Westwind, my hometown is relatively far away, in Niedershire, we produce more ores, but it's a pity that mining is too tiring."

　　 "Yes, mining is quite dangerous, I heard someone say." Bud nodded.

　　 "Well, what about you, Bud, what are your specialties?"

　　 "Ours is relatively poor, so the gray linen is more famous."

　　"Not bad, I haven't seen what gray linen looks like."

　　"Gray linen is..."

　　 In this way, Bud and Grete talked about their past, back and forth, talking about their hometown, specialties, why they came to Hopland, and how they have been living recently.

　　Bad was a little bit cautious at first, and as the two talked casually, Gretel revealed that he also had many shortcomings and fears, which made him feel close to him a lot, so he let go a lot.

　　 At least this person is listening to me seriously, wants to understand my affairs, and really treats me as a person~ IndoMTL.com~ This kind of caring about each other’s feelings and respect is something he has never experienced before, and it is also in his life. the first time.

　　Unconsciously, Bud said a lot of repressed things, his own thoughts, his past, and some recent events.

　　 As dusk approaches, the orange sun is soaking in the junction of sky and water, and the soft light sways on the beaches and hillsides, dyeing the world into a beautiful golden color.

　　 When the two stood on the beach, Gretel picked up a small stone and threw it out obliquely. Watching the stone eject from the sea, it fell into the water after leaping three times.

　　 "How about it, awesome~" Grete said boastfully.

　　 "Haha, this is also amazing, look at me."

　　 Budd also picked up a stone and threw it out against the surface of the sea. The stone leaped a few times and then fell down. Although it didn't fly far, it was better than Gretel.

　　 "Look, how is it!" Bud said with a smile.

　　 "I can't see that you are pretty good, Bud."

　　 "That's not it, haha." After speaking, both of them laughed.

　　 From this day on, Bud and Great became friends. After a few days, Great took Bud to get to know more people. Some of them worked in the winery and some worked in the next-door oil press. , And from the dyeing factory. These people are similar to Gretel. They are very sincere and enthusiastic. None of them laughed at Bud’s appearance. Instead, they said that his looks are not bad, which restored him a lot of self-confidence. A lot more cheerful than before.

　　 Just like that, these people often eat together after get off work and sometimes go out to play. Bud also has a lot of friends, and he no longer huddles in the corner like before.

　　It was as if the sun was turning over the wall, and the sunlight swayed into this dark and damp corner, making it dry and hard.