Heather who counterattacked

Hook up with a girl.

Xi Ruier originally came here with this purpose, but for some reason after meeting this girl, he suddenly began to hesitate—but he understood that in order to break the curse of the heroine...the two "fall in love"—— would be a pretty good choice.

The original Cyril found out that he had a crush on the heroine... well, it's a standard romantic drama, it's not a big deal to just call that guy the heroine... when he found out that he had different thoughts on the heroine , also struggled hard, after all, the person he really admired was her stepmother, and he also resisted the progress that was obviously empathetic.But it was because he was too weak, and all kinds of mistakes made him have to step into this sad NP quagmire, so that he ended up in that cannon fodder.

If he was not in unrequited love at the time but two people were deeply in love, then the "resistance" in the future seems to have deeper confidence?No matter how bad this experience is, can it be used as a good bargaining chip, or will it play a role that he can't think of now?

Once you have made up your mind, picking up girls is not easy.Although he was pure-hearted in his previous life, and the idiot in the future has fallen out of his realm, and has no experience to refer to, but after all, he has an understanding of Claus, and it seems to be very easy to capture her heart.

You don't need to use all your skills, or even show too much enthusiasm, even a few glances are enough, not to mention the occasional "true" temperament revealed under the sculptural cold appearance-this shell Coupled with his temperament, the lethality is really a bit big.

Claus was having a great time.She was born and raised here, and she really knows this city very well, but like a passer-by who lives here, she has always watched from a distance, never approached in person, and now taking him with her is obviously to find someone who allows herself to abandon everything , The reason to play unscrupulously along the original intention.

She grabbed him and ran across the Vecchio Bridge, knowing that he didn't look like a crowd, but she still pulled him upside down like a prank tourist through the vast soup.They shuttled through the streets and alleys, according to the word of mouth of the locals, ate a special boneless steak in a narrow alley, ate a bowl of authentic bread soup, and then pointed to the Arno River and gnawed a cone of ice cream—— —Of course, his one also entered her stomach.

Walking through the graceful and luxurious cathedral, one by one carefully observes the doors with reliefs created by the masters, slowly walks through the cool booths of the art museum, and enjoys the feeling of brushing shoulders with the god of art at close range... …even this season, there is still a strong floral scent in the air.It's really a beautiful and sentimental city.The landscape was restless and colorful, pompous and yet very real.

She always smiles, her eyebrows are raised, the corners of her eyes are upturned, her face is slightly flushed, and her beautiful and delicate face is full of vitality.

But good times always come to an end.

On the afternoon when he chose to say goodbye to her, she stood in front of him with her head tilted, her hands still behind her back, but she kept rubbing her toes against the ground.In the end, he said a word softly, but he didn't dare to look him in the eyes: "Would you... take me away?"

He was still looking at her so quietly.The color of the pupils is very light, and after looking at it for a long time, you will suddenly feel that there are very deep and strong emotions hidden in them.He is like a beautiful phantom in her life, she is so careful that she will puncture it if she uses force, but even if she tries everything to keep him, she can't keep anything, let alone... She can't say anything exit.

Then he called her by name for the first time: "Clauris."

"The journey is over, you should go home."

Tears welled up in her eyes.Stubbornly restraining it from letting it fall, he suddenly felt extremely wronged.She knew that the man in front of her was very unusual - the first time she saw him, she knew that he was definitely the type she couldn't afford.But she couldn't help it.In the past few days, the family seemed to have forgotten her, and she knew that he must have done something.They both had a tacit understanding, and now, with his few words, it was as if their fragile defenses had been torn apart, and even their hearts ached.

With tears in her eyes, she muffled, "I don't want to go back."

He didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.And this staring made her even more embarrassed.

"I'm going to get married!" After all, she didn't recognize it, she gave up on herself and raised her head, "It's time for me to fulfill my family's marriage contract—this is my responsibility, I won't refuse—but I want to see outside world!"

She said loudly: "I want to see whether the river in Vienna is so clear, I want to see the color of the sky in London, I want to go far, see the forest, see the lake, see everything I have never seen before! "

Tears welled up, she lowered her head and murmured with grievance: "But I want to see the outside world..."

After an unknown amount of time, a hand holding a silk handkerchief came into her sight, and she raised her head suddenly, because the movement was too forceful, and even a teardrop that escaped the gravity of the earth hit his hand.

He was still so indifferent: "then come with me."

She felt that what she saw in front of her eyes was like the sky that had been hazy for a long time was finally broken, and the sky light poured down.

The girl was successfully abducted.

As for the Safair family, he had already sent someone to the door at the first moment, promising to send this rare and willful lady back within the specified time.

As she expected, he took her to Vienna.Putting on a solemn formal attire, he listened to the opera for one night in his exclusive box.Then he moved to London, held an umbrella and walked through the streets intertwined with drizzle and mist, and watched a passionate game at the Emirates Stadium.

He took her to the Black Forest in Germany, where he really had to go hunting with a gun and a long sword and dagger.Watch fashion shows in Cannes, go shopping at the Champs Elysees in Paris, go fishing on Lake Geneva, take a boat tour in Bruges, eat roasted camels in Istanbul, and participate in the carnival season in the Aegean Sea...

She sang wantonly like a bird out of the cage, as if she had discovered a new world and had to watch everything she saw.But she couldn't see through him more and more.It seemed that there was always a fog shrouded in him, and no matter how she tried to lift the veil on him, she couldn't completely remove the veil from him.But whenever she found something, she was always as happy as a child.

His soul seemed to be born lacking a certain warmth, and he had never seen any enthusiasm.He listens to soft and slow music, watches intense and exciting football games, stops for a long time in the wilderness full of flowers, and can also gallop wildly on horseback for savage hunting... What a contradictory person this is.

But the most touching drama in the world, even when it was performed at its most emotional, he just watched it so calmly and rationally.In the exciting game, even she couldn't help screaming, but his eyes were still calm and relaxed.Many times when she turned her head, she could always see him quietly staring at a certain corner. Even if he was so indifferent, she could feel a kind of tenderness that ordinary people could not understand.

She thought that his heart, which was wrapped in layers of hard chest, must be soft and fragile.Trying to understand him, dissect him, trying to get close to his heart.She couldn't help being attracted to this young man.

Yet she has no time.

At the end of this journey, they returned to Florence.

Looking up at the person who came to pick her up, she hesitated for a long time, but she could only say goodbye to him.Reluctantly, but the cheerfulness and liveliness of a girl has been lost on the face, and she is still that dignified and stable noble lady in a trance.

They all know... some wayward and indulgent, it has come to an end.

He watched her leave in place.And she had already turned around and left, but she couldn't help but stop in the end, turned around and asked, "Are you leaving soon?"

"...No, I need to do something." Speaking of this, there seemed to be some smiles in his pupils, and he spoke slowly and meaningfully, and it was rare for him to say a long sentence, "Because I expected Other schedule changes, I think I have missed it for a long time."

She was startled, and immediately realized that she was the one who was unexpected, and hurriedly apologized and ran away with a blushing face.

Xi Ruier went to Master Ximan's residence and took the painting.

Florence has always been a place where masters of art are born.As the birthplace of the Europa Renaissance movement and a cultural tourist destination of global civilization, this city, more than its name of flowers, is its culture.

A year ago, he met Master Ximan by chance, and they both had a good impression of each other after a conversation. The master offered to make a painting for himself, how could he refuse.But to his surprise, what was in the painting was not a figure, but a swamp.

The swamp, the thick yellow swamp, is a very deep and turbid color, and even the sky is rich and dull mixed with gray and black tones, and the whole painting gives people a certain heavy rendering power.Just when he couldn't help wondering why the master painted like this, his eyes noticed a corner of the swamp, where a small, shallow, fragile and almost invisible white flower bloomed.It seems to be just a casual stroke of the master, and it is like a blank blemish in a swamp, so easy to be missed, but it is the only pure and fine thing in this muddy and dirty world.

Such a little white flower can touch the softest and most emotional corners of people's hearts, blowing across the atrium like a gentle breeze blowing over the water, and then revealing some wrinkles that are not easy to fade, let people thousands of times in the passage of time Tens of thousands of reviews.

——That respectable old man seemed to have seen through his soul at the first meeting.

Cyril looked at the painting quietly, feeling as if her pupils were wrapped in warm liquid.

The memory of these days was like a revolving lantern, and he finally figured out one thing.

He finally knew why Xi Ruier fell in love with that woman for the first time when he saw that woman back then—even if it was just his unrequited love and hopeless begging.Because even he himself can't control himself.

Maybe he was too deliberate, and even he had some kind of illusion in the long-term suggestion, maybe he was simply letting himself be immersed, so he gave birth to this... It seems that it is difficult to let go of emotions.In this silent hunt, the only thing he did wrong was ignoring that Claus herself was that kind of person, like light, sharp enough to pierce through a person's heart, leaving an invisible helpless The healed wound can easily infect a person, but it is hard to forget.

In this short period of time, they have traveled to so many places, perhaps this experience is enough to remember until they die of old age, so there is no need to say anything else.

At dusk that day, he stood in that square again, desolate and empty, with pigeon feathers flying, and the cold marble sculpture silently waiting.Even the number of tourists gradually decreased, and he just stood there, looking up at the sky quietly.

Even he couldn't explain why he still stayed here.

As the last rays of the setting sun disappeared over the sculpture's face, he turned his head to leave.Then, I saw a figure.

In the corner of the square, there was the woman he was familiar with.The sky blue skirt, the fluffy skirt is covered with delicate lace patterns, the white satin shawl wraps around the arms, the long tassels hang down, and the hair is blown tousled by the wind.She squatted there, facing his direction, covering her face with her hands and crying silently like a child.

It was as if his whole heart had been hit hard, and when he regained his senses, his feet could no longer be controlled and walked towards her.

Before he came in front of her eyes, she had already seen him, stood up quickly, turned her head to the side, and desperately wiped away her tears with her hands.But the more flustered it was, the harder it was to wipe clean.Finally she squatted back again, hiding her face in her arms so that no one could see her.

He stopped in front of her, looked down at the top of her hair, saw that she had no intention of getting up, and called out: "Clauris."

She shook her head and said sullenly, "Go away! I'll be home in a while!"

He looked at her and called again in a low voice: "Clauris."

"...I'm ugly now, don't look at me."

After a moment of silence, he also squatted down, holding her head with his slender and strong fingers, lifted it up slightly, then took out the veil from his jacket pocket, and wiped her face.

Crying so hard, the eye circles were red, and the green pupils were washed by tears, but they became brighter.

While still sobbing, he apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry... I escaped again, I don't know where to go, maybe I just... want to see you again, see you again..."

She turned her head away from his hands, and covered her eyes with her hands, but tears were still dripping between her fingers.

"I was afraid that you had already left, and I didn't know where to find you... I walked back here again, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect... You are still there."

In this way, she burst into tears in front of him.