nameless country

"Ding Dong".

It was as if there were eyes looking through the stained glass of the palace, like viscous grass juice mixed with venom.

"Who's knocking, Rita?" The king moved the spoon.

The princess shuddered, "No one is knocking at the door."

She was afraid that the king would blame her for losing the golden ball, and although she was spoiled and beautiful, she was afraid that she would disappoint the king.Disappointed that her intentions were being trampled on, she almost cried in her heart—"I like the little golden ball very much, but it is no longer the one you gave me."

"Princess, princess, open the door for me quickly," William continued to knock on the door.

The door opened by itself, and the light from outside opened up the world in the palace bit by bit along the door.The dining table is sliced ​​by light so that it can be called the design of the most perfect artist, and time stops at this moment.

"Bang dong, ping cha", the princess's heart was beating so hard.

Fear came out like a beast curled up in a corner of her heart.

"Boom", something collapsed.

When she calmed down, she only heard the king say to her, "Margaret, my daughter, the princess of this country—you must keep your promise to Mr. Frog, and thank Mr. Frog for helping you to save me." Bring back the lost golden ball."

"My name is William."

"William, I'm Rita," "You can still call me Mary." The princess stood up quickly.

"This is really great, Rita, please show William around the palace." The king picked up the spoon again.

"I'm hungry, Miss Mary, can you feed me something?" William jumped on the dining table cheekily.

Princess Margaret mechanically placed the spoon on William's head, and with a flick of William's tongue, the pea soup was rolled into his stomach.

"Mary, you can eat too," William jumped to the raspberry pie on the table.

The king and queen looked at Princess Margaret, and Margaret could only stick the spoon to her mouth, crying or laughing. "I'm full, William, let me show you my room." Margaret said with her head down.

William hopped onto Mary's shoulders, "Let's go."

In the corner of the princess's room is a large patch of pink roses, and every day the palace lady comes over to replace it with fresh flowers.Crystals are hung on the ceiling, and the golden sequins are like stars in the dark night, like a dreamy story.

William couldn't wait to jump onto the small wooden bed. The princess pursed her lips, trying to resist the nausea that was about to roll from her stomach.

"Get off my bed," Margaret said to William, squatting on the ground.

"You come up too," William even raised his legs.Can you imagine a frog lying on a pink girly bed with its legs crossed?

Margaret thought of the Midsummer's Dream of running in the woods and chasing the golden ball, and now it was a nightmare—"No, I can't even think about it." Margaret thought of the golden ball on the frog. The ball, restored to its luster, lay under the king's eye.I want to get it back, but I still don't think about it.

"You are so stupid, the golden ball is just dirty, why don't you want it?" William looked at her.

"Shut up, frog." Margaret sat down on the bed and threw the pillow towards the wall.

"Mary, what are you afraid of?" William asked softly, closing his eyes.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"No, you're just a little frog, can you eat me?" At this point, the princess smiled lightly, shedding her ignorant look in front of foreign countries. "It's the world that I'm afraid of. They love me for no reason, and I don't know when they're going to hate me for no reason." Margaret leaned closer to William.

"I used to... be afraid of this world, but I later found that fear can't stop my love for the world. I was born relying on this world. Is everything about me my own, or is it brought by others in this world? ?” William continued to murmur, “Mary, do you also have such troubles?”

Princess Margaret kept her wide eyes open as tears trickled down her cheeks onto William.

William felt the cool liquid slowly dripping down his body through the frog's skin. Margaret was tired from crying and found that Mr. Frog's body was wet, so she quickly wiped the tears on William's body with her handkerchief.

When Margaret's hand touched William's frog skin, there was a sudden whine in her heart, a kind of sadness that shared with the frog, a kind of absurd feeling that only William in front of her knew her, a kind of weak love meaning.

She said to herself, "I'm really crazy", and gently wiped those tears that belonged to her with a handkerchief.Wiping, she wiped off the dust on William, "William's soul is so close to me", she sighed.

When she was not paying attention, the tears she gave up gave off a faint golden light. William felt that the black mist covering his eyes had dissipated. First of all, he could see the world clearly. The face of Princess Margaret was displayed on the screen. William's eyes.But William felt disappointed. Her eyes were blank. It is said that the beauty of a woman must be seen through the eyes: the quiet years in the eyes or the lingering innocence.William thought, "Her eyes are not as good-looking as my adjutant's. Her eyes can talk—but I don't like her either." , "I don't like the pretty eyes either."

He felt his body stretching rapidly, and he sneered at his secret self in his heart, "People's hearts are so easy to play with, isn't this what I used to do? It's the same for all princesses, see through their weaknesses, and hit hard. Everything It's all settled."

Accompanied by the princess' exclamation, "Prince Narcissus" came back.

The close-fitting clothes showed that his demeanor was like carefully cut willow branches in April, blowing into her heart along the wind.

"Bang dong", what Princess Margaret heard this time was the sound of her heart beating rapidly.

"I was caught by this man." The only thought in Margaret's mind.

William, holding Margaret's hand, was about to get into the carriage from his kingdom.

He saw the driver's face.

"Henry, you are here", blurted out the sentence.

What he saw, however, was Jacob's face.

Exactly the same, except for a scar on the face.It was the Narcissus Prince who scratched him with a sword on his 15th birthday.There was good enough medicine in the palace to remove the scar, but Henry didn't accept it.He seemed to be content with it, and after so many years, the scars left on his face was a mature charm.

"Your Highness, I'm here to pick you up." Henry specially emphasized the word "you".His eyes met William's and quickly moved away, like a moving poisonous snake that made people unable to find the target.

William was going crazy, he wondered again if he was in a dream, "Why this person?"

Princess Margaret held William's hand, "Since it's your old time, let's get in the car and chat slowly on the way."

William suppressed the tremor in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, and stepped into the carriage.

"Let me drive the carriage for you, Your Highness." Henry held the rein and made a "please" gesture, and his drooping eyelashes cast a fine shadow on both ends of his nose.

"Since you disappeared, Your Highness, I have been looking for you. This day has come too long, but it is not too late." I didn't notice it just now, Henry's way of speaking was also strikingly similar to Jacob's.

"Yes, it's not too late," William replied absently.

The fast-moving carriage circled round and round like a clock.

Is it the distance of the wheel or the time that spins rapidly round and round?

"I like you so much." Henry said silently in his heart. "do you know?"

"You are a heartless daffodil." Henry swung the whip of the carriage hard, but his heart was so painful that it was about to burst.

On the last bridge past the Prince's Palace, both William and Margaret fell asleep from the exhaustion of the journey.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, "Bangcha", first of all it was the sound of cracking that was suppressed to the limit.Then there was another sound, "touch".

"Bump", "Bump"...the interval between the seven sounds is getting smaller and smaller.When the last "click" sounded, the carriage stopped.

"Is the wheel broken? Did it fly out?" Margaret rubbed her eyes.

"No," said a voice in William's mind.He jumped out of the carriage quickly, and saw their dedicated driver lying forward on his back, with an expression of great pain on his face.

William seemed to hear that "crack", and the sound of "crack" continued, like the "tick" timing of a bomb in war before it was detonated.He rushed forward, "Henry, Henry", paused - "Jacob?"

The middle-aged man didn't respond at all.

William felt that the world was really spinning this time. He dragged Henry into the carriage and drove to the palace by himself.

The doctor said Henry was dead.

"There are seven iron hoops on his heart, because he is so sad about your departure. Every time he thinks about it, his heart hurts like a split, so Henry used seven iron hoops to tie himself His heart is bound." The doctor sighed, "Prince, he is so happy that you are back, so happy that even the iron hoop can't hold his heartbeat."

"Your Highness, you have one of the most loyal subordinates." The doctor put a white cloth to cover Henry's body.

William suddenly felt the sound of his heart "cracking", which was the palpitation of losing something important.

At this time, he thought of the spell that the witch sisters sang to him at the beginning:

-- "Gullu, Gollum. Something fell into the water?

Ding dong, ding dong.Where did you hide?

Boom, boom.What is ringing? "

The girl's immature singing voice hummed softly, with a rising end note.

-- "Gullu, Gollum. I'm watching you in the river.

Ding dong, ding dong.I see you through your window, the doorbell is ringing.

Boom, boom.The wheels of the carriage flew off. "

William suddenly realized that he had been deceived by the witch. This was the most vicious revenge—if Henry had always loved him, why would the curse continue?If the princess doesn't have love for her frog form, then what's the point of all her preparations?

"My prince, you have finally noticed." Two witches suddenly appeared beside Henry's body. "The condition for unlocking our spell is—"

"The one you love dies."

"What are you talking about?" William took Margaret's right hand and brushed the ring on her ring finger.

"You know. Prince, do you feel our mood?" The witch's brisk tone was like tangled branches, or like an alcoholic belching after drinking.

At this time, William felt that his body was shrinking sharply again, and then his consciousness gradually dissipated.

A frog is in place.

"Quack quack".

"Quack quack quack".

The author has something to say:

Sorry, my god.Because the school’s network is paralyzed (I was helpless after [-] o’clock last night) all the calls are gone, I want to smash the computer QAQ

The Internet is still bombed today, so I used my mobile phone to connect to the hotspot.

There is something to say every day, and the main story of this world is over.Henry's character background has begun to emerge, and William has also tasted the consequences? ? ?

Look down slowly (I feel my speed is so slow

I also used a lot of weird onomatopoeia when I wrote it, which originated from the Japanese movie "Confession" and the female teacher finally said to Kazuya:

"I heard the sound of something important disappearing, not a snap, but a thud"

"Kidding."

I always think that dark □□ is not bloody and dark in terms of words, but shuddering in heart:

The things I liked were gone like this, like the iron bands on Henry's chest were cracked one by one; the most innocent people said the most vicious but unintentional curses.

Isn't that so?