Nataxi only felt that her heart was about to break.
Just like the day when I got the news of my father's death, I couldn't feel the cold even when the snow hit my body.
She was alone again.
Even Louis, the only one who cherished her, left her, yes, he fell in love with sister Belia, who was as dazzling as the sun, and he said to her, "Love at first sight"...
She shouldn't be jealous, it's ugly, but she can't help it.
Tears kept streaming down, blurring her vision, Nataxi ran without thinking for an unknown amount of time, staggered and fell down—she was waiting for the coming pain.
A warm embrace caught her.
Nataxi opened her eyes, Prince Carlo's amber eyes were looking at her tenderly:
"Nataxi, what's wrong with you?"
Natasha opened her mouth, and the tears began to flow down again.
"Prince Carlo, I..."
How could she speak of her dark, shady jealousies.
Nataxi clutched her chest, crying almost out of breath:
"... my father said, let Nataxi be a brave, kind, and upright person forever, but why is it so difficult... They all like her sister, they all like... What about Nataxi? Nataxi also wants to be liked …”
She was crying like a helpless, lost child.
"Nataxi..." Prince Carlo gently stroked her hair, "Look at me."
Nataxi looked up and looked at Prince Carlo.
He was wearing a noble white dress, the saber on the golden belt was shining, and the short chestnut hair made him look lively and handsome: "Prince Carlo..."
"Honorable Miss Leonard, please dance with me."
Prince Carlo took a step back and extended his noble right hand to her like that night. The white glove looked delicate and clean under the light.
Natasha put her hand on it.
Only then did she realize that she ran to a meadow by Lake Berna, there was no one around, and there were colorful flowers blooming beside it. Prince Carlo took her and spun around—
"Just like that night."
"Yes, just like that night, my princess."
Prince Carlo looked at her, and the tenderness in his eyes almost drowned her.
There are people who love me.
Nataxi couldn't help thinking to herself.
…
Liu Yu over there paid attention to Gaia's expression, and found that he just frowned slightly, and it didn't seem like he heard it...
She also remembered that in the novel, Nataxi was obviously mixed with Louis, the absolute dark apostle, but Gaia finally let her enter the shrine and bestowed endless life—
Is it because I didn't hear, or because I don't care
There are countless mysteries, like balls of wool scratched by cats, one strand here and another, Liu Yu can only force himself to suppress it.
The most urgent thing is to get...
She glanced at Louis secretly, and found that his pair of black pupils were looking at her with a burning heat, and he opened his mouth to her silently: "Magic, illusion, art."
Liu Yu knew that he was tempted.
"gone."
Gaia took her by the hand, turned and left.
Liu Yu took a few steps, and when he turned his head, he found Louis leaning against the wall, looking in her direction, with obvious banter on his face.
"Belia."
Liu Yu looked away.
"Gaia," she draws her voice delicately, "I want to eat crepes."
Gaia's footsteps turned in a different direction, and Liu Yu stretched out his hand with a smile, directly stuck it into his palm, and interlocked his fingers: "Gaia, you were nervous just now, weren't you?"
"No."
The boy shook his head.
Liu Yu didn't believe it, the body's reaction couldn't fool anyone.
However, she did not continue to press.
A smart woman should take it easy, being aggressive is not a good thing.
After a sumptuous lunch, Liu Yu said goodbye to Gaia, and the two parted at the door of the women's dormitory.
Walking into the women's house, when she passed under the grape arbor, she found that half of the blue fruits on it had been picked by someone at some point, and the rest were still hanging limply on the vines.
Louis... what do you want to bet with her
She stood for a while before going back to rest.
He won't come to this mushroom house again, she's sure.
Sure enough, this afternoon nap was sweet and comfortable, and when he woke up, Liu Yu was still confused about what day and night it was, but when he saw Ban Ban, his sanity became clearer.
"Good afternoon, Scabbers."
[Babe, it's getting late, it's almost night. ]
Liu Yu got up and got out of bed, and changed into a long sea blue dress amidst the compliments of Ban Ban, which was the same color as her eyes, and she liked it very much. What Prince Carlo sent was as flattering as he was.
Thinking of the new addition at the end of the list, Liu Yu decided to look for Carlo: Gaia doesn't seem to be very interested in fulfilling the second promise, and she needs to be urged.
"Master, I'm looking for Prince Carlo."
The warden glanced at her:
"Miss Fergus, Mr. Leslie is not in."
"No, I'm looking for Prince Carlo."
Liu Yu said, and straightened his body under the strange eyes of the dormitory supervisor.
When Prince Carlo came out, his delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned. He looked a little melancholy, as if he was troubled by something.
When I saw her, I still did not forget to say hello to her politely:
"Miss Fergus."
"Prince Carlo."
Liu Yu lifted the skirt.
"Miss Fergus is very pretty today."
He was absent-minded.
"TOEFL," Liu Yu said, "this dress was sent by Prince Carlo."
"...Oh, oh," Prince Carlo opened his mouth, as if about to say something, then closed it again, "Is Miss Fergus looking for Mr. Leslie? He seems to have gone out."
"No, I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for you, Prince Carlo, have the carving knife and stone I asked you to bring?"
On the list of apologies to Princess Mary, Liu Yu finally added the tools needed to carve the stone statues—of course, Lu Suo was paid separately, and she didn't like to take advantage of others.
"A carving knife? A stone? Oh, here they are. Miss Fergus, wait a minute. I'll get it for you."
Prince Carlo bent slightly, and quickly walked into the men's room. When he reappeared, Liu Yu had already walked under the shade of a tree.
She didn't want her snow-white, almost perfect skin to be sunburned.
Prince Carlo quickened his pace a little, and when he walked in front of Liu Yu, his forehead was covered with sweat:
"Miss Fergus, do you think this is appropriate?"
He handed over a cloth bag.
In the cloth bag was a set of large and small knives, and a stone statue—
Very heavy.
Liu Yu lowered his hand, and the bag was supported from underneath.
She looked up and met Prince Carlo's amber eyes, gentle and sincere:
"Miss Fergus, I'll help you get to the door of the women's dormitory."
"clang—"
After a mess of voices passed, Liu Yu turned his head, only to realize that Nataxi was standing nearby at some point.
The smile in his eyes has not faded, but his face is already whiter than the wall behind him.
The basket she used to carry fell to the ground, and the bits and pieces scattered all over the floor.
"Nataxi..."
There was distress in Prince Carlo's eyes.
Nataxi covered her mouth, staggered back two steps, and ran away whimpering again.
What she did was really like what a vicious female supporting role would do. No, the classic plot of misunderstandings came back again and again.
Liu Yu thought to himself.
She smiled apologetically at Prince Carlo:
"Prince Carlo, my sister seems to have misunderstood, you have to chase her."
"No, no gentleman would sit by and watch a lady go back with such a heavy load."
Prince Carlo looked towards the end of the road, "It's Miss Fergus, please forgive Nataxi's rudeness, she... is too pitiful and too sensitive."
Nataxi ran away crying.
Her heart had just been warmed up, and she was thrown into a world of ice and snow again.
Sister Belia, Sister Belia...
She thought, she already has so much, she has the love of her father, her stepmother, and even servants, even those famous young people in the city-state are chasing her...
But she took Louis, and now she's robbing Prince Carlo...
The water of Lake Lenna could not contain her sadness, and the God-blessed person she placed high hopes on did not bring any hope to her life...
Nataxi walked towards the embankment step by step with her skirt in her hand. The willows hung down to her shoulders, and the dewy leaves were very wet and cold.
She strode uncontrollably with one foot—
At this time, someone tapped on the shoulder.
"Miss Leonard?"
Nataxi looked up, and Mr. Leslie's godlike face appeared in front of her.
In the blurred vision, his whole body seemed to exude a holy and longing light.
"Mr. Leslie, I..."
"Miss Leonard, lost lamb, committing suicide is not something to be admired."
Mr. Leslie looked down at her, and Natassie wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry.
"... Mr. Leslie, this world is like a hell to me, and there is nothing worth caring about," she said.
"God wouldn't like to hear that."
"But why did God arrange such a fate for me? No one loves me... My mother died when I was born... My father raised me and we were dependent on each other, but he remarried and left me early... He gave all All the wealth was left to the Fergus family, but I, like a slave, lived in that house that was filled with contempt and coldness... Mrs. Fergus beat and scolded me, Sister Belia..." She paused, "I always believed God, why does God never answer my prayers?"
"what do you want?"
The voice of a young man is like a flute that attracts people to commit crimes.
"Mr. Leslie, may I ask you to be my partner?"
An impulse made her say it, and when it did, a secret, vengeful pleasure filled her with guilt and self-loathing.
What a nuisance, Nataxi.
"it is good."
Gaia touched her head, like a child, "God will hear your prayers."