[Fairytale] Cosplay

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The jaws of the waiters in the store were about to drop to the ground again. Who would have thought that a seven or eight-year-old girl not only had a lot of money, but was also so edible.

After eating this meal for more than half an hour, Wan Jiamei finally stretched herself so much that she couldn't fit a little more stuff, then she patted her stomach with satisfaction, and jumped off the chair.

"Thank you, your food is really delicious." He wiped his mouth with a napkin, then praised the chef in the shop without hesitation, took out a few from his pocket and handed them to the waitress who was waiting by the side born.

"I still need some food to take away, can I?" He didn't forget the old woman who was still lying on the bed, she also needed food very much.

Walking out of the hotel door satisfied, Wan Jiamei felt that the cold wind blowing in front of her was not so cold anymore.

Send these food back to grandma first, and buy some warm clothes when you go out tomorrow.

The grandma stared dumbfounded at her granddaughter pulling out a mountain of food from the sack behind her as if conjuring. She felt that she must be going to see God, otherwise why would she have hallucinations?

Wan Jiamei squatted obediently by the bed, stretched out her hand to stir up the fire, and said to the surprised old woman, "Grandma, eat something."

The old woman looked at her, and suddenly grabbed Wan Jiamei's hand seriously: "Vivian, my granddaughter, tell grandma, did you... Did you steal these?"

Wan Jia was taken aback, and before he had time to defend himself, the old woman over there said, "Son, I know we live in poverty, and grandma also understands that it is not easy for a little girl like you to go out to sell matches, but... …Even so, there are some things that absolutely cannot be done, people must be worthy of their own conscience, otherwise when we go to meet God the Father in the future, how can we have the face to meet Him?”

The old woman had believed in Christ all her life. No matter how poor and poor she lived, she never did a single thing against her will.

Wan Jiamei quickly shook his head and explained: "No, no, I didn't steal it!" He has always been a good boy with good character and learning, okay, he would never do things like stealing things.

Although, he did betray a little bit of hue==.

The old woman looked at her suspiciously, maybe a little bit suspicious, but in the end she chose to believe in her only granddaughter who depended on her for life.Wan Jiamei breathed a sigh of relief, and handed her a piece of bread with butter and cheese, "Today I met a kind-hearted lady, she thought I was pitiful, so she gave me a lot of money, grandma, our winter You don’t have to starve and suffer from the cold!”

Listening to his words, the eyes of the old woman were a little moist. She made a sign of the cross on her chest, put her palms together, and silently recited some words that Wan Jiamei could not understand.

Wan Jiamei was sitting by the fire, watching the fire silently. He probably knew the current plot. It should be that "The Little Match Girl" was right. There was nothing wrong with props, characters, and so on. Can guess.He still remembered the ending of the story, the poor little girl was frozen to death in a corner, just when spring was coming.He read this story when he was young and cried for a long time.

Now that I have become the miserable little girl in that story, my heart is a bit complicated.Now that his body has changed owners, he will definitely not be frozen to death like in the original book, but after Snow White and the Princess Pea, he already knows that even if he is in a fairy tale world, the direction of the story is not what he is familiar with The plot, so he doesn't know his future path.

Just thinking about it, he slowly closed his eyes, lay down by the fire, and remembered to buy some thick clothes tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, it began to snow again outside.The old woman became angry after eating, and her complexion was much better than the night before, although she was still sickly.After Wan Jiamei stood in front of the window for a while, she put on her coat and hat, said something to the old woman, and then opened the door and went out.

As it turns out, some things can never be too optimistic.

Not long after he left the house, he was followed by a group of gangsters. Perhaps it was because he was too rich yesterday. These guys, who were also suffering in the cold winter, focused their eyes on him. .

Of course, it is impossible for Wan Jiamei to hand over the money honestly, so a fight is inevitable.

There were many opponents, and almost all of them were boys around the age of fifteen or sixteen. Wan Jiamei was definitely not his opponent, and his cash was searched not long after.Although he didn't bring out all the money, but they stole the money, and he had to go back home to get the money again, who knows if these guys will ambush here again.

The tall boy with freckles at the head shook his hands. It was an imprint bitten out by Wan Jiaxie, which was faintly oozing blood. Although they won the little girl, no one would have thought that the little girl would look at him. Although she is so young, she is so strong and can fight well. If they didn't rely on the large number of people, they might not be able to restrain her.

Several big boys took the money triumphantly and left.

Wan Jiamei got up from the ground in embarrassment, with injuries on his face and body, he stared angrily at the backs of several people, thinking that if he was in his original appearance, he would definitely beat up these little bastards to recognize him. no!

He got off to a bad start today, and he got up to pick up another shoe that had been kicked a long way in the fight.Unexpectedly, a wild dog rushed out from some unknown corner, grabbed his shoe and ran away.

Wan Jiamei was stunned in place, it's okay to meet a robber when she goes out, even a dog will have trouble with him!His anger rose quickly, and he rolled up his sleeves and chased after him.

"Stop for me! Give back my shoes!"

He ran and yelled after him, not noticing that there was a carriage approaching in a hurry not far ahead.Therefore, both sides were equally impatient and did not look at the road, so the result can be imagined——

Wan Jiamei was kicked to the side by the big horse in front, almost vomiting blood, he couldn't get up after crawling a few times, there was a dull pain in his chest, it seemed that his ribs must be broken, he It was black before his eyes, and he passed out without moving a few times.

The driver of the car was also frightened. He sat in the car and stared blankly at the little girl who was not moving. He was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Buck, what's the matter?" A deep and magnetic male voice came out from the car. The voice was warm and long-lasting. Just by listening to it, one could tell that it was definitely someone who had been in the upper class for a long time.

The coachman Buck immediately turned his head, and whispered through the carriage door: "My lord, I...we killed a little girl."

The man in the car was silent for a while, and just when Buck was about to bury the little girl somewhere, the count suddenly said, "Let me take a look."

A pair of hands with white gloves pushed open the closed carriage door, and then a blond man in court attire protruded. He stepped out of the carriage gracefully under the eyes of many onlookers.

As soon as he appeared under the eyes of everyone, someone immediately gasped.

This is the rumored Earl Cecil!

A head of blond hair that almost shines in the sun, beautiful and charming blue eyes, exquisite facial features as perfect as Apollo, and the costume that shows his noble status, just like the legends, holy and beautiful.

Cecil nodded to the onlookers who saluted him, then walked towards the motionless little girl, squatted down, stretched out his hands to take off the gloves, and went to check her breath.

A faint breath told him that the girl was still alive.

He held the girl in his arms, and looked down at the little girl who was dirty but could still see her face clearly. After a while, his body suddenly froze a little, and then a look of confusion appeared on his face. With a confused look, his blue eyes stared straight at the face of the little girl whose mouth was bleeding and couldn't move away for a long time.

Buck looked anxiously at some of the crowd who started commotion and whispered about the Earl killing the little girl. He stepped forward and said softly, "Master Earl, should we leave here first?"

Hearing his voice, Cecil realized that he was staring at the face of a little girl in a daze, and nodded immediately: "She's still alive, Buck. We need to go back to the house quickly, she needs a doctor."

Buck looked at his lord earl in surprise, and wanted to say something, but Cecil stood up holding the half-dead Wan Jiamei, and got into the carriage a little faster.

The master has already spoken, and Buck can only hold back no matter how much he has to say. He flicked the horsewhip in his hand at the onlookers: "It's all gone, the Earl will take the little girl to treat her." Yes, please stop discussing."

Afterwards, he jumped into the carriage, drove off the crowd, and drove away from the crime scene in a hurry.

Cecil leaned against the carriage, propped his chin and looked down at the little girl lying on his lap with closed eyes, her frowning could not be calmed down.He couldn't ignore the familiarity and... nostalgia that surged up from the bottom of his heart the moment he saw the face of this little girl who was supposed to have never met before.

why?I obviously haven't seen you...

Earl Cecil muttered to himself, reached out and rubbed his temples, trying his best to endure the throbbing veins and the accompanying faint tingling sensation.

The carriage moved quickly towards the earl's mansion.