[Comprehensive British and American] Exchange bodies with Chaoying

"There are many books that have completely disappeared in this world, and no one knows their contents."

Seeing Ah Fu's sad appearance, Mo Sheng wisely didn't mention this again, but changed the subject: "Thank you, Grandpa Ah Fu, for bringing me here. I'm just here to read. If you need anything, you can call me."

"Good boy." Ah Fu rubbed Mo Sheng's head, and said gently, "It's nothing, you can just read, remember to go downstairs for lunch at noon."

"Okay." Mo Sheng replied with a smile, hands behind his back.

Ah Fu reminded the little girl of her grandpa, who also had a big study room, and she would always forget to eat because she was so fascinated by reading. Whenever this time, grandpa would rub her head and say good boy, remember to eat.

It's just a pity that she can no longer hear grandpa say that, no matter how much she misses it, it's useless.

Alas, why are you so sad, Mo Sheng looked at the light on the floor and suddenly became excited again, sweeping away the depression, isn't it too wasteful for the sun to not enjoy life now?No matter how sad the past is, you need to look forward. People can't be trapped by one thing in pursuit of beauty.

The light shines through the windows on the layers of books, and is divided into beams of light by the partitions. The whole room is one light and one dark. The places covered by the shadows of the bookshelves are somewhat unclear, but there is no hidden horror. Standing in the shadows you will also feel the warmth of the sun.

It seems that the cover of a book reflects light, and a spot of light suddenly appears in a shadow, attracting attention very much.

Mo Sheng looked back along the light spot, looking for where it came from, and took the corresponding book off the shelf after seeing it clearly. The book was placed on the top shelf, and she couldn't reach it even on tiptoe, but——

But she can float up, can't you get it by floating up, it's so convenient to have gems.

There is only one table and one chair in the library. Mo Sheng didn’t sit there, but sat by the window—many windows in the mansion are designed as bay windows, so you can sit directly on them, not to mention There are soft cushions.

Sitting in a chair in a proper manner does not have that feeling, it is the feeling of literature and art. Isn’t that how movies are performed? It's no big deal to be stylish, but she just likes it.

"Hmm... "Different Fairy Tales"?" Mo Sheng noticed the name of the book she was holding now. She didn't have any books she wanted to read in particular, and she only took this book because it was reflecting light.

The book you get randomly to see your luck will have a sense of mystery, as if you are destined to finish reading it.

The name of the book is golden and three-dimensional, 'floating' on the writing, and rubbing the title lightly with a finger will feel rough and astringent. She looked carefully and found that there were very fine and dense patterns in the depression of the name, and the patterns were symmetrical. , there are more details, but it is too small.

"The engraving is so detailed." Mo Sheng said to himself with some doubts, "Why is a book of fairy tales so tall?"

Those who didn't know thought it was some precious content, anyway, the fairy tale book was the least hardcover she had ever seen.

In view of the uniqueness of the cover, Mo Sheng looked forward to the content of the book, what kind of different fairy tales are worthy of such a waste of time, so he couldn't wait to read it with a smile on his face.

then……

"It's really a different fairy tale." Mo Sheng closed the book speechlessly, complained, the corners of his mouth twitched, his smile almost couldn't hold back.

She doesn't find it very difficult to read English books now, as long as she is not particularly professional, she can read them. Of course, there will still be unfamiliar words, but it does not prevent her from understanding the meaning.

What kind of fairy tales are different fairy tales?Mo Sheng couldn't find the words to describe the feeling after reading it. It would be wrong to say that it was a dark fairy tale. The content is all positive and sunny, and the positive energy cannot be more positive.

But it also has a hint of a dark fairy tale, for example, there is often a magical turning point—a real magical turning point, and this book explains the meaning of this word very well.

For example, in Sleeping Beauty, the princess is usually impaled by a spindle out of curiosity, and then woke up by the prince's kiss, right?As a result, in the story, the princess found the spindle and immediately ordered people to destroy it. She was not bewitched and went straight to the happy ending.

Sleeping Beauty is the first story. After reading it, Mo Sheng's head is full of question marks, and only question marks can express her mood at this time.

Princess, do you want to be so realistic that you can't help meeting what you promised?How can the story go on like this?

Therefore, the story of Sleeping Beauty is very short, because the second half is cut directly, and the same is true for other stories, otherwise a collection will not fit.

What follows is a twist in a certain plot of various familiar fairy tales, which is particularly speechless, but it still makes people feel that there is nothing wrong with doing so.

The little mermaid in Daughter of the Sea just gave up on the prince (Mo Sheng admitted that she wanted the little mermaid to do this when she grew up and revisited the fairy tales. Does this prince look like a scumbag to her?).

Snow White and the Queen directly seized power from her and disposed of her (from a fairy tale to a plot drama, I have to say that the plot part is well written, especially thrilling).

Cinderella directly reported to the court that her stepmother had seized her property and abused her (Mo Sheng thought it was inconceivable that Cinderella could endure for so many years in the original version).

What surprised Mo Sheng most and couldn't help applauding was that when Little Red Riding Hood saw the big bad wolf, he took out a shotgun and killed it, then rescued grandma, and the hunter didn't show up at all.

At the end of the story, Little Red Riding Hood explains why she has a gun in a monologue.

"Living in the forest, who doesn't have a gun? I know I might meet a wolf and I don't bring it? Then what else can I do if I don't go to die?"

This is so right, Little Red Riding Hood, you are tough, Mo Sheng couldn't help thinking.

In short, this book is still very good, but the fairy tales are a little more realistic (?), which makes them feel grounded (?)

The girl took another book after reading this mind-blowing book, and this time she chose it at random, taking it from the nearest shelf without looking at the title.

"Tagore's collection of poems..." After she took it down, she paid attention to the name of the book and read it out. The collection of poems is a bit boring to read, but when you think about it, you will still find its beauty.

Some pages in the book were written with thoughts. Mo Sheng didn't know who wrote it, but it seems that it must have been a long time ago. After all, the corners of the book are slightly curled, and the handwriting is somewhat familiar.

There are no words on the last page, just a date.

The date is written very deeply, as if it was engraved with obsession.

[02.18.1981]

"This date..." Mo Sheng vaguely remembered what major events should have happened before and after this day, but she couldn't remember clearly, and after thinking for a while, she could only shake her head.

"Forget it, let's put it back." She said, putting the book back in its place.

Mo Sheng originally wanted to read the book again, but she had just walked to the bookshelf and Ah Fu knocked on the door and asked her to go downstairs for dinner, so she gave up and planned to read it later.

Lunch was much more refined than breakfast, but Mo Sheng didn't eat much, she wasn't particularly hungry, let alone pay attention to her figure, she had eaten a lot of sweets recently.

"Why did you eat so little?" Ah Fu asked Mo Sheng who was about to leave the table after eating only one bowl of rice, "Is it not to your taste?"

The little girl is too thin, she should be stronger, Ah Fu thought, so he felt that Mo Sheng should eat more.

"No, it's delicious, but I'm not particularly hungry." Mo Sheng replied.

"Okay." Naturally, if you are not hungry, you can't eat much, and you can't force this thing.

Then the girl asked again: "Grandpa Fu, can I take a stroll in the manor?"

"Of course." Ah Fu nodded with a smile.

So Mo Sheng went out. After reading the book for nearly a morning, he still needs to relax his mind. It is a good choice to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

It was still sunny outside, not even a cloud in the sky, but it wasn't too hot, just the right temperature for comfort.

The temperature in summer and autumn is often like this. There is no hotness in summer, nor the coldness in autumn. The two contradictions of coolness and mildness are combined together, which is strangely harmonious.

Mo Sheng walked to the small garden downstairs of her room, and admired the flowers at close range. She saw more details, and there was also a fragrance—in fact, the smell of common flowers is not very good, at least she doesn’t like lilies very much. the taste of.

But this kind of blue flower has a faint fragrance, just as imagined, she thinks that the flower's tomorrow should also be very artistic.

Looking at Hua Mosheng, he couldn't help feeling: "It's so beautiful."

She wanted to touch flowers, and because of her love for beautiful things, she did, and the garden was gone—

The flowers turned to ashes the moment she touched them.

"What? It turned into ashes when I touched it?" Mo Sheng jumped up in surprise, staring at the empty ground in front of him with wide eyes. He said to himself, "I'm not Thanos, and I didn't snap my fingers, so why did it turn into ashes?"

Why not consider the ashes first? The key now is how she restores the flowers. This is someone else's garden. It must have been carefully taken care of. It's not good for her to destroy it like this, leaving a bad impression.

"Let me think about it, the time gem and the reality gem should be used to restore the flower... Hey, you have to be careful when you try it, and if you destroy the others, there is no place to cry." Mo Sheng said, touching the soil carefully , Thinking of restoring the garden to its original state, and at the same time launching the infinite gems.

I closed my eyes and waited for a few seconds, then I couldn't help smiling when I looked up, it was very sweet, but the smile only lasted for a few seconds, and soon froze.

That's a good fart, there are flowers and there are flowers, but the flowers are black, black!Whose flowers are black?She obviously thought about how blue turned black?

"It seems that we have to try again." But Mo Sheng was not discouraged, after all, nothing can be accomplished overnight.

The author has something to say:

Day 110, seventh day of daily update√

Some foreshadowing is buried in myself and I forget...

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