Didi's alarm clock rang, but was knocked hoarse by the outstretched arm from the quilt, followed by a whimper. The girl on the bed—oh, it should be called a woman now—sit up straight, sleepy eyes and loose hair. Slightly messy, with a natural smile on her face that hasn't woken up yet, Haitang Chun's sleeping appearance is really heart-warming.
"For God's sake, let me sleep for another 5 minutes?" After muttering, she fell back straight, but then made a muffled "dong" sound.
Angela screamed and jumped up, rolled over and crawled on the bed, and then reached out and touched her head for a while. Fortunately, there was no sign of swelling. It was really painful just now, but she woke up completely.
"Oh, it's really unlucky, obviously I'm still not suitable for using an alarm clock." Seeing that the time was only 8 o'clock, Angela sighed, opened her mouth and yawned without a ladylike image, and then got out of bed and walked in barefoot. She went to the bathroom. Yesterday was April Fool's Day and it was the weekend. There was no doubt that she had a lot of fun, but she was also the most deceived.
"Wait and see, I'll pull it back one day." Angela opened the water faucet, and then patted the mirror in front of her: "Good morning, Angela, a new day has begun, good effort."
She picked up a handful of water to moisten her face, and skillfully picked up the moisturizing thing next to her—it was for skin care anyway, and she didn’t bother to remember the names of these things—squeezed it into her palm and wiped it evenly on her face. superior.
"No pimples, no freckles." Touching her chin and looking at the woman in the mirror, Angela curled her lips and then flicked her face with her hand: "The elasticity is not bad, it's good, that's all."
After washing up, I spent a lot of time putting on clothes and makeup. I finally finished this before 9 o'clock. When I was about to leave the bedroom, a clucking knock suddenly sounded on the door.
"Don't think I haven't gotten up yet," Angela shrugged nonchalantly to Annie who came in, tilted her head to think for a few seconds before sighing again: "However, if possible, I think you'll be the one to wake me up in the future. Better, would you like to, Annie?"
But she didn't see the other party's reply for a long time, Angela, who was tidying up the bed, raised her head suspiciously. Annie stood by the door with her hands folded, her brows furrowed and hesitant, as if there was something she wanted to say but she didn't dare to say.
"Hey, what happened? Did those two little devils get into trouble again and asked you to ask me for help?" Angela didn't think too much, she straightened her body with her hands on her hips and said with a smile: "Tell them it's impossible, your own Take the trouble yourself, don't think I'll wipe their ass for them, that's enough."
"No, it's not, Angie." Annie shook her head, her face suddenly became sad and still with a little sadness, she opened her mouth, and after a while hesitantly spit out a few words: "Wang... princess... passed away. ?"
"The princess died?" Angela raised her eyebrows, she obviously didn't understand, "Oh, of course, she died in 1982, and people all over the world miss her, don't they?"
"No, Angie, I don't mean Grace, I mean..." Annie waved her hand as if she didn't know what to say, and it took a lot of effort for her to call out the name: "I mean Princess Diana!"
Angela blinked, sighed and folded her arms: "I have to admit, Annie, you acted perfectly, for a few seconds I already believed what you said, maybe you should really try Be an actor. But I still have to say, darling, April Fool's Day was yesterday, you can't make fun of me because I got scammed yesterday and then come back to me today, and still use that kind of content."
"This isn't an April Fool's joke, Angie!" Annie has calmed down. "You can go downstairs, this is the headline of today's newspaper, and all the news programs of the TV station are covering this."
Angela opened her mouth slowly. She stared at Annie with a dazed expression. She couldn't utter a word. Annie didn't say a word. She just turned her body to let out the door. The meaning was obvious, and the bedroom fell into a strange silence. middle.
"It's impossible!" Angela finally whispered, her body swayed slightly and took a few steps back against the desk, still shaking her head in a daze, and kept repeating: "It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible !"
She gasped heavily, staring straight at Annie as if she was trying to find some flaws, but Annie kept her way out of the way and didn't move. Angela groaned and covered her forehead, and asked with difficulty: "Where is it?"
"France, Paris, something around 2pm local time..."
"It's impossible!" Angela suddenly became excited. "Diana was in a car accident in Paris this morning? It's ridiculous! Even if something is doomed, it can't be like this!"
"Wait, An Ji, I didn't say that Her Royal Highness had a car accident." Annie couldn't help but asked strangely.
"It's not a car accident?" Angie asked hurriedly after being stunned for a few seconds, "What is that?"
"I think you'd better..." Annie wanted her to go downstairs to read the newspaper or TV by herself, but seeing Angela staring at her, she wanted her to say it now, so she had to say a few words in general. Sentence: "It seems to be because the plane suddenly overshot the runway when it was advancing on the runway before takeoff, so..."
Angela ran out before Annie could finish speaking, and she couldn't wait to find out what was going on. In fact, she knew the whole story very easily. As Annie said, all the newspaper headlines carried this news, and all the news channels were rolling out the progress of the matter.
Diana originally planned to take a 6 a.m. plane at Charles de Gaulle Airport to visit the children in a country called Lesotho in Africa. However, when the plane was about to look up in the Mercedes-Benz, it suddenly crashed and crushed the front wheel and ran out of the runway. The fuselage was still broken from the middle, but it was not completely broken. When it finally stopped, the front and rear were cut into 120°. The cause of the accident is still to be found. Although only dozens of people have been injured and nine people have died so far, the princess unfortunately became one of the nine people, but I don't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate, Diana died on the spot.
In any case, Angela, who was watching the TV, felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar. She thought that Diana should have nothing to happen to Diana after last August. Even if she did not give up the title of King of Wales, she was in the uncle's The wedding shows disheartened emotions but it's not a fake, so just be careful... But why...
Until now, Angela's head was still a mess, and she didn't know how to react at all. There was only one thought over and over again: this shouldn't happen. Fortunately, the mother walked into the lounge at this time: "Chris, don't look at it."
"Mom..." Angela looked at her mother blankly, opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.
"Don't watch." The mother repeated, turning off the TV with the remote control, and then hugging her daughter and patting her on the back comfortably: "I'm also sad, dear, know that I know Diana. The time is not shorter than yours. But some things have already happened, and no amount of sadness can turn back time."
Can't turn back time? Angela, who buried her head on her mother's shoulders, closed her eyes sadly: "No, Mom, I just think this kind of thing shouldn't happen. What a small probability it is, why is it like this?"
"Maybe God didn't want Diana to suffer on earth, who knows," the mother said comfortingly. "Okay, cheer up, you scared everyone, even though I told them to be careful today."
Angela then recalled that the situation at home was different from usual. When she came downstairs just now, both the servants and Jennifer treated her with care, but she was irritably shouting and drinking, not as calm as usual.
"I'm sorry, Mom," Angela said with a wry smile, "I'll apologize to them."
"Then go to the restaurant to eat something, it's already past nine thirty, you should have a few appointments today," the mother patted her daughter's arm lightly, "of course, if you want to be quiet, then Just push it off, I think they'll understand."
"Dad should be back from New York today?" Angela asked suddenly, "When will he get home?"
"I only got on the phone with him ten minutes ago. He has just left the airport, but he is on his way to the company. Maybe he will be home later," said the mother gently, "Is there anything you can't tell me? "
"No, Mom, I want to ask Dad to arrange a flight for Sky, and I want to go to London immediately if I can. The sooner the better!" Angela paused and added: "If it really doesn't work, I'll book the airline's flight. flight."
"Now? Chris, you're joking! What's the point of even going?" Mother frowned slightly. "Besides, you have no reason to go now. Calm down, darling."
"Sorry, Mom." Angela said calmly, and then she didn't say more. She really had no reason to go now, but her previous words had clearly expressed her attitude. Obviously, the mother knew this too, so she finally nodded slightly after staring at her daughter for a long time.
The father agreed soon after he found out. After all, the daughter is already an adult at the age of 18 and can be fully responsible for her actions. In this case, Angela quickly began to pack up and prepare to go to London. This time she may stay until the end of the funeral, so it will take a long time, and there are many things that must be explained clearly.
"Mom will help me ask for leave from school, so don't worry, I'll bring my textbooks; the room is still tidy up as usual, and when Sparrow comes over, he will give him the floppy disk I left, and the arrangements for some things are on it. , if you have any questions, let him call; in addition, if Lindsay is here, say sorry to her on my behalf, I'm sorry I have to miss the appointment, I will take time to guide her next time; if possible, play with her by the way Just play games or chat, I've always been worried that she might become very bad for one reason or another." Angela said and closed the box, and after thinking about it, she looked at Annie and said in a low voice, "If there are them You know how to answer your phone, don't you?"
"Yes, I know." Annie, who had something in the notebook, nodded.
"Thank you, I believe in you." Angela smiled, "If it takes a long time, come and accompany me."
In the middle of the night on April 2, the Sky finally landed at Heathrow Airport. The boring itinerary along the way made Angela calm a lot, and she even calmed down and wrote a few pages of the script, but she sat down to pick up her own. After the car, she couldn't help but ask the driver to leave from inner London and deliberately pass by the gate of Buckingham Palace.
The driver did as she said, but because it was already late at night, she couldn't see how much the British people reacted to the unfortunate death of the princess, but even so, she still saw what she wanted to see when she passed by Buckingham Palace , a lot of bouquets have been placed on the fence around the palace, which are very conspicuous in the dim light.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I'm here to disturb you." After arriving at the manor, I didn't expect that Grandpa was waiting for her in the living room, which surprised Angela and at the same time couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.
"It's okay, I understand your mood, dear, although you don't need to rush over at all." Grandpa shook his head and looked very calm, unable to see what he was thinking.
"I know I don't have a reason to come here, but I can't help it..." Angela smiled wryly and spread her hands, "I really can't imagine such a thing happening, it's so shocking."
"I said, I understand your mood, go to bed now, what can I do tomorrow?" Grandpa said gently, Angela nodded immediately, and after saying goodbye to grandfather, she was led down to her room by the servant. .
Who can be more astonished than me? Angela thought like this when she was lying on the bed, she thought... but she still couldn't escape, was it fate or was it just a coincidence? Suddenly, my chest started to feel uncomfortable.
After realizing that her thoughts were spreading to the occult, she quickly stopped her thoughts. For Angela, her experience made it impossible for her to be an atheist or to really believe in anything, so she had to try to avoid some things that she didn't see, like her feelings.
It is better to think about whether there is a possibility of conflict with your grandfather, and if so, how to avoid it. Angela turned to another topic. After all, my grandfather's loyalty to the queen is obvious to all, and my grandfather is also a traditional British gentleman, restrained, calm and reserved, so he must be on the queen's side when it comes to the princess. , so she was cautious just now.
However, perhaps because his mother had run away with his father, it was a big blow to him, so now the requirements for the children are not so rigid. Otherwise, how could he agree to his uncle's marriage? As long as he doesn't deliberately discuss certain issues with him, maybe nothing will happen. question. Angela fell asleep while thinking.
For the next few days, Angela stayed in the manor and didn't go anywhere. She followed the progress of the situation through the media, and she couldn't help but stay at home dishonestly. Originally, the coffin of the princess was transported back and parked in St. James' Palace the next day. Angela immediately went to apply for a memorial service. She thought it would be easy to get permission. The minister in charge of the affairs here regretted to tell her that the coffin will not be open to any non-royal members until Buckingham Palace is ready for the funeral of the former princess.
Hearing such an answer, Angela really wanted to get angry, but for her grandfather's sake, she put up with it, and she didn't want to cause more trouble. The paparazzi wandered around here every day. If she is refused to enter the mourning again, she doesn't know what kind of report will be made. She doesn't want to let herself be one of the reasons for bringing the royal family to the forefront.
In the past few days, the media all over the UK have been accusing the royal family. Especially after the heads of state expressed their condolences - Clinton, Chirac, Yeltsin, etc. - Blair's "People's Princess" published the British people's dissatisfaction with the royal family. to a new level.
In Angela's view, the royal family is indeed not very authentic. From the beginning, there has been no public and official statement, and then all direct members left London the next day and went to Balamore Palace, completely acting as other people. People don't exist, and it is said that funerals will only be held in private and not open to the public!
It is conceivable how disappointed the people were. In addition, the media fanned the flames, and more and more people came to Buckingham Palace every day to lay flowers to express their condolences. In the end, the entire gate was so full that even the changing of the guard could not be carried out normally.
In addition, there are still many people who stay outside all day and do not go anywhere. At night, candles are lit to commemorate. The British government had to add fences on the roadside to prevent accidents. At the same time, it also added a lot of guestbooks for People write a few sentences.
"Why does Her Majesty the Queen refuse to make a public speech?" Xia Xia, who asked this sentence, leaned into Angela's arms, staring at her without blinking, like a curious kitten.
"What I have to say is both complicated and simple." Angela shrugged and pinched the little girl's cheek, because she was not interested in doing other things because she was concerned about the development of the situation, and it happened that Xia Xia was in London when she was bored. Invite her over to play.
"In the eyes of the Queen, Her Royal Highness is just a former princess, not a member of the royal family, so her funeral is just a private matter of the Spencer family and has nothing to do with others." Angela sighed.
"But everyone hopes that they can mourn Her Royal Highness?" Xia Xia asked inexplicably, "I also want to."
"Me too, my dear, but the problem is that the Queen doesn't understand the current situation, or she understands but doesn't want to believe it, because it's not the tradition of the British Empire!" When it came to "the tradition of the British Empire", Angela endured He kept using a sarcastic tone.
"Do you think so, Chris?" Grandpa's voice suddenly sounded.