Bernard Lake.
The girl was sitting on the grass with her whole body dripping wet, her thin skirt clinging to her body, outlining her beautiful figure.
The alcohol smell was washed away by the lake water and dissipated a lot.
She seemed to be gradually waking up, but the pain beyond waking up was particularly obvious in those blue eyes. She stared straight at the silver-haired boy beside her, but she didn't look at anyone else.
The two looked at each other in the darkness.
"Gaia, look—" she paused, "besides you, there are many people willing to dance with me."
She seemed to be ruthless, and she seemed to want to restore her broken self-esteem, but speaking like this only made people feel that she was almost devastated.
"Belia, this is your choice."
The boy sighed softly, "I'll take you back."
Prince Carlo stepped aside and no longer participated.
He knew that what the blond girl needed was definitely not his embrace—she was too stubborn, such intense emotions made her like precious porcelain that could be broken at any time, as long as the master wanted to, she could be crushed to pieces.
"No, I don't need you, I'll go by myself."
The girl said in a spirit of anger, and with a push of her elbow, she got up from the grass.
She took two steps forward, her limp hands and feet seemed to be disobedient, and she fell to the side—
Prince Carlo stretched out his hand subconsciously.
But the person next to him is faster.
The silver hair slid over the back of his hand like a wet fishtail, and when he saw it again, the weak girl was already nestled in the arms of the green bamboo-like boy.
"Belia..."
"go away."
The girl pushed him away.
The force she used was so great that she fell to the other side and the sharp stone cut her knee. She stretched out her hand to Prince Carlo without realizing it: "Prince Carlo, can you send Shall I go back?"
She looked embarrassed:
"I drank a little too much."
Prince Carlo stretched out his hand and pulled her up. After reaching out, he subconsciously glanced aside.
The delicate eyebrows of the silver-haired boy were bathed in the light moonlight, like a dummy.
No emotions.
"Hold me."
The white gold-edged cuffs were gently ripped off.
Prince Carlo turned his head and hugged her according to his words.
Liu Yu used this force to get out of the crowd, and at the edge of the crowd, he saw Nataxi rushing over with a sullen expression.
Natasha looked at her:
"Sister Belia..."
"Don't call me sister."
The girl walked over coldly.
Nataxi's eye circles turned red all of a sudden: "I, I didn't mean to..."
"No, you are." The girl stopped, "You know how much I love him, everyone in this world can invite him, but you are the only one who can't, Nataxi."
"why not?"
"You know."
She glanced at her and started walking again.
Nataxi was nailed to the spot by the coldness, and stood there in a daze.
Prince Carlo's eyes flicked across her body, sighed, and walked away with her arm.
"Prince Carlo," the girl let go of him as soon as he was out of sight of the crowd, "I'm sorry, today..."
"I get it, it doesn't deserve an apology."
Prince Carlo took a step back reservedly, "Miss Fergus's persistence and courage amazes me."
Liu Yu: ...
She pretended to be crazy with the help of alcohol, and in modern times, she would probably be labeled as "terrible and paranoid".
But in this world that advocates desire, freedom, and romance, people will not be criticized, but only amazed——
Just look at Prince Carlo's eyes.
People worship the gods and look forward to being "infatuated and single-minded". A girl who is "crazy for love" will only win the pity of most people: it is a pity that Gaia, the person involved, does not seem to think so.
The bitter plan failed.
The only upside, presumably, is that everyone will tie "Belia Fergus" and "Gaia Leslie" together more firmly.
"Tomorrow's dance party," the girl seemed embarrassed, "Can I ask Prince Carlo not to show up?"
The deadline given by Louis is to let Gaia change the dance partner of the etiquette class before the end of the dance party tomorrow night.
"I'm afraid it won't work. My father and mother are coming tonight."
"Then, please ask Prince Carlo to say, say 'you won't dance with me, you will dance with Princess Mary' before the banquet tomorrow, okay?"
The girl looked at him cautiously, for fear that he would refuse.
"Miss Fergus means that before the banquet, let me... abandon you as a dance partner?"
Prince Carlo seemed to feel incredible.
"Yes, yes." The girl clenched her fists, her clear eyes filled with sadness and determination, "I want to try again... Maybe Gaia won't embarrass me in front of everyone."
At this moment, the girl's blue eyes, full of pity and pleading, but also full of determination and desperation, pierced Prince Carlo's heart like a sharp sword.
How determined she is.
Like a thorn bird that sings only once in a lifetime, it waters its only and resolute flower of love with pain and blood and tears.
She obviously didn't shed tears, but it seemed as if she melted his heart.
Prince Carlo swallowed the impulse that came out of his throat:
"Okay, then I will dance with Princess Mary."
He put one hand on his chest and solemnly saluted her:
"Miss Fergus, I wish you success."
"thanks."
Liu Yu took a deep look back before walking towards the mushroom house.
Prince Carlo watched her enter the door, and walked back to the room in a daze. The silver-haired boy sat quietly at the table, carving stones with a carving knife.
He snatched it up:
"Mr. Leslie, you..."
The boy raised his head with a calm expression:
"Prince Carlo."
"You..." Facing his lake-green eyes, the accusation could not be uttered immediately, Prince Carlo threw the carving knife on the table angrily, walked around like a trapped animal, and said after a while, "I love you On to Miss Fergus."
The carving knife stopped in mid-air, and continued as if nothing had happened.
"Prince Carlo, you are just..." The young man raised his head, his eyebrows were peaceful, "falling in love with her love."
"What about you, Mr. Leslie? Don't tell me that you abandoned Miss Fergus for her sister."
Prince Carlo looked unhappy.
"One day, I passed by a meadow and saved a dying grass. The grass told me that she wanted a drop of water, and I agreed." The young man looked at him, "Maybe, maybe not."
"Then will you save other dying grasses?"
"certainly."
"Love is selfish and possessive." Prince Carlo said, "I'm sure."
"I want Miss Fergus' eyes to look at me."
The young man stared at him for a while, said "Oh", and continued to carve with a carving knife.
*****
The next day, the frame of the Kingdom of Sauron came over early in the morning.
The guarding soldiers were not allowed to enter the temple, and they all stayed on the square of the temple, but just like that, when the king got off with his twenty or so concubines, there was a mighty group of people.
When the royal family worships, civilians are not allowed to come.
Liu Yu, as the new god's favored person, was also sent to receive and distribute futons to the royal family's Yingying Yanyan.
Lord Bruce sat on the main seat kindly, and the black-clothed envoy sat on the side. He solemnly said to the bishop:
"Master Bruce, an impure person should not appear on a holy temple."
"Malan, the light of the gods shines on everything."
Master Bruce said, "I think Miss Fergus is fine."
"She also made a fuss at Lake Bernard yesterday."
Malan pulled a long face, "A believer in God can only love God, but she took another man as her faith and committed suicide for him."
As he spoke, he looked angrily at the choir beside him.
In the center of the choir, stood a young man as dazzling as a star.
"Young people are always more aggressive, don't you think it's cute?" Mr. Bruce said, "I don't think the gods will care about these little things."
"Master Bruce!"
"Okay, Malan, don't keep pulling your face, you will grow old very quickly," Master Bruce said cheerfully, "The service has begun."
The envoys in white lined up.
The choir begins to sing:
“…we are holy and beautiful, we sing and dance…we are the people of God…”
And when the leading boy started singing, time seemed to stop.
The water in the holy pool began to boil.
The stone statue in the center of the hall began to gather white light, and the white light turned into small pieces and scattered into the devoutly praying crowd.
Everyone closed their eyes, fascinated.
Only Liu Yu remained awake.
She covered her wrists to prevent the memory beads from floating, but her body unconsciously moved towards the young man. When she was in front of him, she was surprised to find that he was bathed in a holy light.
The soft light turns into wings.
Liu Yu looked at the scene where the outline was a little bit more handsome, and gradually lost his youthful look, and he vaguely understood in his heart: time is running out.
When he completely returns to the appearance in the memory beads, his eyes will be healed.
In a hurry, she subconsciously stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
hands clasped up—
The boy opened his eyes, the misty singing disappeared, and the world returned to its original state.
"Be... Leah?"
He is confused.
The people around were still immersed in the aftertaste of the music, Liu Yu took a step back, but met Nataxi's eyes. Nataxi was in the choir, but in Gaia's singing, she remained sane.
what does that mean…
"I'm here to say goodbye to you." The girl looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I won't pester you anymore, Mr. Leslie."
She said:
"I can't watch you dance with another girl, and that person is my sister. Gaia," she paused, "I lied before... I can't be friends with you, not even ordinary friends."
Saying that, she ran out.
The young man stood there in a daze, the fragrance of roses seemed to remain on his lips.
Love, is it selfish and possessive... .