I am level zero and start my journey to another world from Dragon Girl Village

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He also found an excuse for himself in this situation, that is, since he came here as a volunteer, he had to obey the arrangements.

This is how Van Diesel deceived himself.

"Young man, what kind of food do you like? I was in a hurry today and didn't have time to ask. I'll get you some of your favorite food tomorrow."

"No, I can go back and eat by myself. This table should not be cheap, you should keep it for yourself."

The old woman smiled kindly and said cheerfully, "It's okay. I'm almost at the age where money is not important to me. You're growing up, so eat more."

Van Diesela had an indescribable feeling, but he didn't know what it was.

In short, he was a little embarrassed, and in order to ease the embarrassment, he chose to concentrate on eating.

He ate all the food on the table very cleanly, and the old woman saw him to the door when he left.

The old woman looked at his back for a while before slowly returning to the room.

The old woman started buying gift boxes by herself again.

The next day, Vin Diesel arrived at the fruit shop early.

Light and Thor no longer watched them jogging in the morning, but they still developed the habit of jogging in the morning, and after running, they would go to the breakfast shop to eat breakfast and then rush over.

As soon as he reached the door, it opened and on the other side of the door was the smiling face of the old woman.

The old woman is very talkative, while Vin Diesel is very taciturn.

He read the old woman's nagging but never responded. He skillfully took a few gift boxes and went out to deliver the goods.

When he came back at noon, the old woman would wash some fruits and prepare some desserts for him.

To replenish the necessary sugar and satisfy his hunger.

There was still a sumptuous dinner in the evening, and no dinner was repeated compared to yesterday.

This went on for several days.

Finally, Van Diesela couldn't help it and asked.

"You...don't want to eat?"

"I'm old, my teeth are bad, and my stomach can't take it."

He is neither a fool nor a robot, he can feel the old woman's tenderness and concern for him.

"We have no relatives or friends, why are you so nice to me?"

"My child, you are also helping an old woman like me, running around for free, right?"

Van Diesela shook his head: "No, I came here to receive training."

The old woman smiled when she heard this.

"Kid, there's no need to separate some things so clearly. It's you who try so hard to distance yourself from them that end up being the one who falls into the deepest trap."

"Perhaps, coming here is not your original intention. Maybe you don't want to listen to an old woman like me nagging, but in the end you still stay here to listen to me nagging."

Van Diesela fell into deep thought as he listened to the old woman's words. He could not deny what the old woman said.

He was indeed trying his best to distance himself from the matter.

He was very afraid that he would sink into this kind of warmth, which was in great conflict with his previous cognition.

And his reason was trying its best to avoid the situation of being eroded by warmth.

"You don't have to be so nice to me. I will leave sooner or later, and we won't have any intersection after that."

The old woman nodded, still keeping that kind smile on her face: "Well, I know that we will not have any intersection in the future. But I am just too lazy to change, so please bear with me, child."

There was that inexplicable feeling again, lingering in my mind.

A few days later, Van Diesela had no idea how many days he had been delivering goods.

Instead of simply delivering the goods, he tried to ask the recipient at the address about the old woman.

I also learned the old woman's name from them.

The old woman named Balbina Meyer has run this fruit shop for decades. At the beginning, this fruit shop was not called Aion Fruit Shop, but Meyer Fruit Shop.

It is run by Balbina Meyer and her husband Ion. They live a poor but truly happy life.

The reason for the name change was very simple: Mayer's husband, who had been with her through thick and thin, passed away.

The people who received the gift boxes were all regular customers of the fruit shop.

Chapter 205 I'm in love again

Vin Diesel is always thanked for nothing.

Of course, it was just unreasonable in his eyes.

As more and more gift boxes were given away, the image of the old woman became more and more vivid in his mind.

And some of his ideas are also slowly changing.

When he came in the morning, he would bring a bowl of soy milk to the old woman, support her when she walked, and help her put fruits into the gift box.

Even take over the job directly.

The old woman sat on the stool, watching Dicera working alone, and her thoughts suddenly drifted back to the past, when there was also a person who took on all the work.

The fruit in the fruit shop was almost gone, which meant that his work was about to end.

The number of fruit gift boxes that Van Diesela sent today was unusually small, only twelve in the morning and afternoon combined.

When I came back, dinner had already been placed on the table.

The ease of today's task made him feel a little overwhelmed, or perhaps he was used to that feeling and didn't want it to end like this.

"It's still early in the day, give me something else to do."

The old woman shook her head.

"There's nothing left to do. Sit down and eat."

Van Diesela took a deep breath.

"it is good."

After dinner, Di Saira, who had nothing to do, washed the dishes again.

I cleaned the house again, but when I finally sat on the chair I still felt empty.

Just as Di Saira was in a trance, an exquisite gilded jewelry box was pushed in front of him by the old woman.

"this is for you."

"This is very valuable. I can't take it." Di Saira knew that the things in here were worth a lot of money.

"Take it."

The old woman did not try to persuade her, but just said three simple words.

Because of these three simple words, this gift becomes even more heavy.

Di Saira took the heavy gilded jewelry box and looked at the old woman.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Will you let me fall asleep in your arms today?"

Van Diesela nodded.

Then he said, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

The old woman smiled.

"Okay, let's go out and get some sunshine."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what, but Di Sera feels that the sun is setting a little too late today.

Van Diesela spent a wonderful but brief afternoon with Balbina Meyer.

And at night, Balbina Meyer, wearing the dress she thought was the most beautiful when she was young, leaned in the arms of Van Diesela.

"I'm in love again."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

The faint breathing gradually became less faint.

The slow heartbeat gradually becomes not so slow.

An old woman named Balbina Meyer left this world forever, but she was happy because before she died, she leaned on the arms of a big boy, a big boy who looked very much like her ex-husband.

Wearing the clothes he wore when he was young, a happy smile appeared on his face.

After that, there was a long silence, and two lines of tears rolled down Disaira's eyes.

But he didn't choke because someone was "sleeping" in his arms.

DiSera arranged the funeral for Balbina Meyer.

Many people came to see Balbina Meyer off.

He was deeply impressed by the words of an old man.

"Young man, you look a lot like Ivern when he was young."

Di Saira looked at the tombstone of Balbina Meyer and smiled: "Really? That's a coincidence."

Back at the deserted fruit shop, Diesra opened the gift from Balbina Meyer.

Inside were some gold and silver jewelry, a few land deeds, and a yellowed black-and-white photo.

The photo shows a simple background, a simple black suit, a simple white wedding dress, and a simple man and woman.

Both of them had bright smiles, the woman was beautiful and the man was handsome.

Di Saira stroked the man in the photo and sighed.

"It turns out that they really are similar. I thought they were just talking."

This may be a wonderful fate, and perhaps Desira has the shadow of Ivern, but both parties know that he is not him after all, and does not need to be him.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Dicera went to open the door.

The visitor was someone unexpected yet reasonable.

"How did you come."

Wright was slightly sad.

"You didn't even bother to call me coach."

Di Saira was stunned for a moment, then said.

"coach."

Wright patted Dicera on the shoulder.

"Ruzi can be taught."

At this time, Di Saira's sharpness had diminished a little.

"Coach, what are you doing here?"