blues paradox

Lan Tuo followed the weird man upstairs, and the girl beside her looked around from time to time, innocent and playful as if she hadn't experienced anything in the world.

They walked into a gorgeous room, with thick curtains hanging all the way to the floor, blocking all possible sunlight from the window, but the furnishings were extremely simple, a poor-quality wooden bed, an ordinary The dining table, nothing else.

"Okay, distinguished guests, please have a good rest. Please call me if you have anything to do. I will be waiting downstairs at any time." The man who led the way retreated quietly after finishing speaking. There is a slight disgust and disdain, hehe, are you disgusting that the environment is too simple?

With a wave of Lan Tuo's hand, the furnishings in the room instantly changed into the familiar bedroom in Rose Castle.Gorgeous dark green curtains replaced the original very ordinary and cheap curtains; the soft and huge round bed occupied more than half of the room, covered with black sheets and large feather pillows; Soft and dim light illuminates every corner of the room.

Blue tune got into the bed habitually, letting herself fall into the familiar softness, but this time, there was no familiar temperature and rich rose fragrance around her.

"Don't you want to say something, beautiful lady?" Blues turned to look at the girl standing by the door, and smiled slightly, "Or should I call you...Salome..."

"Oh?" The girl tilted her head slightly, abandoned the stupidity she had been pretending all along, blinked her moist eyes innocently and dangerously, and asked softly, "When did you see it?"

"From the beginning," Blues said casually, "if you'd like to tell a story, I thought I'd be happy to tell you why."

"What do you want to know?" The girl went straight to the bed, raised her hand to create a high chair with armrests, and shrank into the chair lazily and gracefully.

"The story of Salome, I want to know if there is a figure of my father in it. I mean, maybe you would like to tell me how I met my father."

"Are you interested?" Salome tilted her head cutely, and tapped her lips with her index finger, looking innocent and innocent like a child. Seeing that Lan Tiao didn't answer, she said softly, "Okay then, as you wish. "

The cool summer wind blows slowly, as gentle as a woman's caress.The beautiful girl in a white gauze dress was lying lazily on the couch. Behind her was an endless and deep corridor, and she didn't know where it led.One after another tall milky-white stone pillars stand on both sides of the promenade, which are signposts pointing the way, like shackles that bind life, gorgeous and solemn...Babylonian Palace.

"Princess, it's time for you to leave. The banquet is about to begin." A maid knelt at the girl's feet, her respectful tone was blunt and cold, like a puppet without emotion.

"En." With a light reply, the girl opened her eyes, the emerald green pupils were somewhat innocent, like the most gorgeous turquoise in the world, reflecting the brilliance of the sun.

For girls, the banquet is very boring.She was wearing layers of white gauze skirts, and the belt was flying in the wind, but she couldn't move as she wanted, and danced lightly on the gorgeous dance floor, because her dance was hard to find.

However, this does not prevent her from becoming the focus of the ball. Even though she does not have a gorgeous dance, every step she takes, every turn she makes is filled with the rhythm of life, and her long emerald green hair draws a bewitching arc in the air. .

As soon as he raised his hand and looked back, his emerald green eyes reflected the figure of a man like a mirror. He was tall and handsome, with a charming smile on his lips.She held up the corner of her skirt and came to him cautiously.No one knows that under the mirror-like emerald eyes, there is the most true and beautiful dream of a girl, and the white lotus in the streets and alleys, which is illuminated by the bright moon on a midsummer night, contains a touch of pink and tenderness, waiting to bloom.

"My name is Salome, who are you?" She said, she smiled cheerfully, in her emerald green eyes, there was curiosity and admiration, shining brightly like the moon hanging high in the sky.

"My dear princess, I am John."

From then on, she remembered this man and his shy smile with confidence.John the Baptist, John the Prophet, the most popular John among the common people...Even she doesn't know how this heart is so uncontrollable, it only beats because of his smile; how this heart is so cheap , was easily taken away just because of his words.

No, she is not willing to be bound by thoughts, she wants to go out to find her, to find her lost heart.

The next time I saw her was under the swing, and the emerald green vines grew wildly along the swing.With a confident and shy smile, the young and handsome prophet pushes the swing, on which is a beautiful and weak woman.

That woman is not like a girl's innocence, but has a mature and seductive charm. The ripples in her eyes are the familiar love and obsession of a girl. She can even smell the ubiquitous... happiness in the air.

It was difficult to describe the pain in his chest that was about to explode in words. He just stood quietly, watched, and felt the pain, and it was difficult to gather the courage to even move an inch.Until the sun sets and the sun shines.

The happy couple had already left, and a strange man was leaning against the swing frame at some point.It was an ordinary-looking man, although he had a pair of extremely beautiful golden eyes filled with a touch of pity and compassion.The man's sense of existence was extremely weak, not even comparable to the breeze that was blowing her long green hair right now.

"Princess, they've already left." The man spoke, with a gentle estrangement, extremely charming.Salome thought that if it wasn't for John, maybe she would fall in love with this man, who is as unpredictable as the wind.

"Whether they go or stay has nothing to do with me?" Salome said pretending to be calm.She raised her chin deliberately and proudly, and looked at those beautiful golden eyes. For a moment, she felt that the world was converging in these eyes.

But only for a moment.

"Maybe, maybe not, who knows." The man smiled lightly, and reincarnated away without hesitation. His long silver hair was even more dazzling than the golden temple under the sun. It was a beauty that almost suffocated her. .

Then, she remembered this man.It's not about love, it's not about hate, it's just that I can't help but think of it.Just like every time you walk into the Golden Temple and see the white jade pillar piercing the sky, you will think of the beautiful and elegant goddess Athena.

Since then, she has never seen John, that woman, and that mysterious and strange man again.

She was wearing a white gauze dress, and she stepped barefoot on the long steps of white jade, a trace of coolness rose from the soles of her feet, followed by the bone-chilling cold.

Today is the wedding of her mother Herodias.

She walked all the way, her light steps seemed to be dancing in the wind, the white gauze was fluttering, entangled with the beautiful long green hair, she didn't realize it.The maids prostrated themselves on the ground and saluted her respectfully.

Salome is still a princess, and Herodias is still a queen. The only thing that has changed is that the person sitting on the throne has changed from the father to an uncle, but from now on, he has to be called the father.

At the wedding, she finally saw John again. He was still so handsome and charming, but there was an imperceptible astringency in his smile.

John was wearing a white robe, standing in the hall, attracting everyone's attention like the sun.He just stood quietly, and the people beside him also just stood quietly, waiting for his blessing.

Finally, he raised his head, with a look of contempt on his face, he pointed at the woman beside the throne, turned to King Herod with calm and deep eyes, and said, "It is unreasonable for you to marry this woman."

She was stunned, and watched as King Herod went into a rage and threw John into prison.

Heart, in an instant was pulled raw pain.

She is the greatest princess of Babylon, she can go anywhere she wants, for example: prison.

"I like you." She felt that at this moment, her heart was beating violently, nervous and excited, which was incompatible with the gloomy prison.At this moment, she is not Her Royal Highness, a high-ranking princess, a famous beauty, or a dancer who dances all over the city; at this moment, she is just a girl who confesses her sweet first love, just Salome.She said, "I love you, John."

There was a momentary fluctuation in his calm eyes, and he said lightly: "I'm sorry princess, I already have someone I love in my heart."

"Is that woman?" She couldn't tell whether she was more angry or sad when she heard this answer.

John didn't answer for a long time, the girl slapped the handsome face that fascinated him, tried hard to suppress her anger, and walked away with a cold face.Behind him, John's slightly doting words mixed with a cough dissipated in her ears and disappeared into her ears.

"He likes roses, gorgeous and enchanting roses."

The angry princess didn't stop for a moment because of this, and she didn't understand the meaning of that sentence until many years later. It turned out that the words were always referring to "he", not "she".

(Hey, I went out to dinner tonight, and kept drinking and refused to let us come back. I was so anxious that I was forced to drink two bottles of beer before I was released in a daze...so the update is late again... woo woo woo... we Guilty, we promise to update early tomorrow, so we ask for collection, votes, and comments...)