sleeping Beauty

Gloria stood up and went to the window to look out. Brenda was riding out of the forest on a bay pony with a bundle of wood on her back and an early blooming flower in her hand. A cobalt-blue hibiscus flower leapt to the ground, and Brenda was swarthy and wore a beanie with her long black hair pulled back under it, and a buckskin jacket with no Buttoned up to reveal the inner linen shirt and three-button waistcoat, the lower body is wearing tweed leggings breeches, and the feet are wearing riding boots. Brenda is tall and tall, and her figure is fully revealed by her valet dress. The poor life makes her thin Long-term physical work made her strong, and her black blood made her plump. Her slender and strong legs were wrapped in rough breeches, and her tight waistcoat highlighted her plump breasts. Gloria felt envious of her healthy and energetic body. The body is more surprised by her boldness and rudeness. Women wearing pants are shocking. Just thinking about it, Brenda seemed to feel that someone was watching her, and looked up to meet Gloria's eyes. Gloria Lia was startled, turned sideways quickly, and hid herself in the curtain by the window like a frightened little squirrel. After waiting for a long time before she dared to peek out her eyes, she found that Brenda was no longer there, only the little horse The horse bowed its head and gnawed at the maidenhair fern that had just emerged.

At noon that day, Gloria only ate a slice of bacon and bread with raspberry jam, and she lost her appetite. After lunch, she also woke up from a nightmare, sweating coldly, so she simply wore only one. Chemis shawl, blond hair draped back, went downstairs to the rose garden.It was the conservatory outside the house. In front of two tall beech trees, it was full of lush ornamental plants and small fruit trees. There were more roses. This was a birthday present from her grandfather to Anna. Anna liked roses the most. Loria also likes it here, there is a comfortable rattan sofa, next to a small table, there is an Egyptian vase on it, there are so many big and beautiful feathers in it, and there is an Emily Dickinson book next to it Gloria liked to lie here and read poetry.The place is quiet and fragrant, Gloria slowly fell asleep, and the last sentence she saw was still spinning in her head: "If you come in autumn, I will caress the summer, half with a smile, half with renunciation ..." In a trance, she felt someone brushing her face lightly, like a palm with a mother's smell, calling her name softly, she wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't, her whole body was stuck in a swamp, unable to move , the white fuzzy figure in front of her eyes gradually dissipated, Gloria cried and opened her eyes, the great sadness in her heart made her unbearable, she sat up, and in front of her was a pair of muddy boots, raised her head hastily, Brenda was looking at She, with big black pupils revealing a mysterious ominous, dark complexion, broad forehead, plump lips, slender fingers holding a dirty leather jug, saw Gloria's tear-stained face, black Doubts appeared in the eyes, Gloria was very embarrassed, she didn't know what to say, she just lowered her head and forgot to wipe her face, she was secretly annoyed, when suddenly there was a beautiful rose in front of her, she took it subconsciously , but blurted out: "I don't like roses." Brenda didn't care: "I don't like it either." Gloria smiled, pinching the stem carefully, tearing off the petals one by one, and said: "My mother said that this kind of flower has thorns to protect itself, so the rose is a dignified flower, noble and beautiful, but I can still hurt her like this and destroy her beauty with my own hands." Brenda looked at Glo Rhea's pale, nearly transparent fingers are particularly dazzling against the bright red rose petals, and they are even more fragile under the thorns on the stem. She subconsciously grabbed her wrist, but said with her mouth: "The beauty of roses is neither sin nor evil. , the meaning people give it is also subjective, and your inferiority complex and jealousy are the sins." Gloria looked at her dark eyes that did not reveal her expression, and felt that her face was hot, and her bloodless cheeks actually showed Pointing to red, shrugging off Brenda's hand and running out of the conservatory, the rose's sharp thorn cut through Gloria's finger like a vengeance. Guilty.