Chapter 813 813 Fu Shinian, Who Taught Charlotte Everything? He Was in a Hurry to Give It to Her for Safekeeping? She Would Never Deny It!

Many scholars believe that the Randall family originated from northern mythology.

They are descendants of St. Ogathius the Lord.

From the ancient mythical age to today's highly developed era of science and technology, such a long historical inheritance is quite remarkable.

Just because the family has been able to go through such a long period of time without interruption, this historical and cultural accumulation is enough to shock people.

Myth and reality have overlapped with each other in the long river of history, and it has long been difficult to distinguish between what is true and what is false.

The Randall family is like the carrier of a specific historical culture, which is shrouded in a mysterious veil.

As the most eye-catching young master of this generation, Ares Randall is even more gifted.

Whether it is appearance or strength, he is impeccable.

In this way, he resembles the powerful Saint Ogathius.

No wonder some people think that Ares Randall is the incarnation of the main god St. Ogathius and his human identity when he traveled around the world during this time.

Even when Xia Luo looked at him at this moment, he felt as if it was unreal.

After picking up the buttons, Ares came to Charlotte again.

There were water drops constantly dripping from the bodies of the two of them.

This wet state feels quite cold.

When the breeze blows, my body becomes even more clammy.

After all, Xia Luo was recovering from his serious injury, and he could not help but feel uncomfortable at this time.

However, although she was a little cold, she was still able to resist it.

Just looking at it like this, the clothes on my body probably won’t be dry for a while.

Charlotte looked at Ares, but his expression was normal.

Also, this man has always been physically strong and is not an ordinary person at all.

Charlotte then turned her attention elsewhere—the hand holding the button.

After thinking about it, Charlotte asked: "Do you need my help to sew the buttons on when you get back?"

After all, she accidentally pulled it off. Charlotte felt that it was appropriate to take the initiative to find a solution.

However, considering Ares's pampered living conditions, Charlotte still added: "Or, you can find a way to deal with it yourself?"

Charlotte was not sure whether the other party would continue to wear this shirt, so she mentioned it tactfully to leave some room for conversation.

To avoid being rejected in person later on, it would hurt the harmony somewhat.

To be honest, even if this person wants to mend the buttons, he can find someone else to take charge of it, and it may not necessarily have to go through her hands.

Everyone has different preferences. Charlotte just mentioned it politely out of responsibility and would never force it.

In fact, she didn't think he would need her help.

Ares looked at Charlotte silently and did not express his position for a moment.

His eyes were deep and his expression was indistinguishable.

Just when Charlotte thought he was going to reject her, he suddenly asked again: "Do you know these?"

Charlotte was not sure what he meant, so she replied truthfully: "Well, my craftsmanship is not bad. If you don't mind, I can help."

"Of course, you may like more professional ones. Their skills are definitely better than mine." Finally, Charlotte added.

Ares's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he looked away from her, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a moment, he looked at her again and stretched out his hand.

"Then I'll trouble you." In his broad palm was the button he had just picked up.

Ares took care of Charlotte, who was in a wheelchair, and deliberately extended his hand to a lower position.

Charlotte naturally noticed these details.

However, right now, she was more surprised than that.

Because Charlotte never thought at all that he would really agree to her suggestion.

However, Charlotte reacted quickly.

She quickly reached out her hand and took the button from his palm.

Thanks to his care, Charlotte didn't have any trouble holding the buttons.

It's just that the buttons are too small, so they inevitably touch them when they hand over each other.

Charlotte's fingertips gently brushed his palm, as if scratching an itch, bringing up a strange feeling.

Not long after, the black button was lying quietly in Charlotte's palm.

Looking at this small thing, Charlotte couldn't help but think, he was in a hurry and just handed it over to her for safekeeping now?

In fact, it would be the same if I gave it to her after I got back. She would never let it go.

"No trouble, I will make it up for you." Charlotte said politely.

What Charlotte said was actually a bit self-effacing. Even if she was not very professional, she was good at it.

After all, after the end of the world, daily life will be seriously affected.

Various production lines soon went on strike, and the production and supply of clothing stopped at the source.

The currencies of various countries are in name only and can no longer fulfill their monetary functions.

Even if people have money, they have nowhere to buy what they need.

Everything is back to its original state.

In order to survive, the survivors can only work hard to search for various materials to survive.

Therefore, as time goes by, the materials that originally existed are constantly being consumed, and the quantity is getting smaller and smaller.

Charlotte often faced fierce battles, so her clothes were worn out a lot.

There is no place to add clothes.

For Charlotte, having to sew and mend stool is also a common thing.

However, before the end of the world, Charlotte did not need to sew anything with her own hands.

Even if there are some handicrafts that need to be made, they are relatively simple sewing skills and are not that professional after all.

Charlotte, once a daughter of heaven, did not put too much energy on this.

She mastered this practical skill after the end of the world.

To be precise, it was Fu Shinian who taught her.

All her survival skills and high-level combat skills come from this man.

Every time she thinks back, Charlotte feels deeply that if she hadn't met him, she wouldn't have lived that long.

He taught her a lot of things little by little to help her survive.

When they first met, did Charlotte ever think about the cause and effect behind it?

Speaking of which, in terms of sewing skills, Fu Shinian is much better than her.

A man with such sharp skills and decisive killing would actually pick up needles and thread to mend her clothes.

Such a scene is still fresh in Charlotte's memory until now.

Charlotte will never forget that long and profound memory.

At that time, even if the two of them were just sitting together, Charlotte just quietly watched him mend her clothes, and her heart was warm and full.

Such a rare resting moment is more precious and warm.

Silence is better than words at this time. The two of them didn't say anything, but the atmosphere was so beautiful.

Fu Shinian, he is really proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

Thinking back, Charlotte's heart was full of mixed feelings.

This little episode today brought back many memories in her mind.

So, Charlotte returned to silence.