blue castle

The house was empty. I walked from the second floor to the first floor, from this corridor to that corridor, and no one noticed it. It was already 7 o'clock. Did the people in this house not get up yet?Why is there no movement at all, this empty feeling seems like the whole house is dead.

I walked around and still didn’t find a second figure, not even the woman from last night, so I couldn’t help shouting: “Is anyone here? Hey, is anyone here? Miss Luo, where are you? ?”

No one answered me, so I searched nervously room by room, except for the locked room, and I finally confirmed that there was no one in this house except me.

When I found the innermost part of the second floor, I found a ladder in the attic. The long ladder was connected to the small door of the attic. There was a gap in the door. I kept my last hope and called out: "Excuse me, is there anyone in the attic? Miss Luo Is it in there?"

The attic door opened, revealing a corner of the white skirt, I looked up...

Growing up, I have never seen such a beautiful woman like her. The beauty is not like a real person, but like an oil painting. Thin cheeks, pale lips, and melancholy eyes, but none of this detracts from her beauty , but gives people a kind of illusory beauty.

She frowned, and seemed a little annoyed that I was bothering her.

I quickly explained: "Miss Luo, that..."

"Aren't you the gardener I invited? Go and clean up the garden." She said impatiently.

"But I haven't eaten breakfast yet. Is there anyone else living here?" I was taken aback by her hoarse and deep voice, and it took me a while to find my voice.

She seemed even more impatient, and said as if she was in trouble, "It's just you and me here, and there's bread and ham in the kitchen." Then, without waiting for me to speak, she slammed the door.

I went to the kitchen helplessly. The kitchen was very tidy. Unfortunately, the kitchen utensils and the stove were covered with a thick layer of dust. Maybe it hadn’t been used for many years. In fact, it wasn’t just the kitchen. I found that most places in the house were Dusty and even the room I was in last night had a musty smell.

She said that there is only her and me here, so does she live alone in such a big house as a girl?Why not find a servant to take care of her?The most important thing is that now we are alone in the mountains, isn't such a beautiful woman afraid that I will cheat on her?All kinds of guesses flashed in my mind. A large refrigerator in the kitchen was buzzing. When I opened it, it was full of bread, ham and cans, some of which were still fresh, some of which had been Expired, placed in a mess.

I sighed, took a few mouthfuls of bread in a hurry, changed my clothes and came to the garden. It rained heavily last night, so I didn’t pay attention to the appearance of the yard. When I opened the door today, I was shocked. The yard was full of people. Densely planted with large tracts of golden tea.

At the time when golden tea is in full bloom, the rich yellow covers the ground, one after another, one after another, releasing a dazzling bright yellow in the vast mist.

Beauty is indeed beautiful, but such luxuriant and overwhelming yellow makes people tremble in the heart, feeling flustered.

I stayed here, and to be honest, this feeling was too weird, as if I lived alone in an empty house in Dashan, because that Miss Luo never stepped out of the attic all day long, and sometimes I I didn't see her for a week, and I thought badly, if it wasn't me who came here to work, and someone else stole and sold all the things here, I'm afraid that Miss Luo wouldn't know.

The house doesn't have any visitors, only every Monday morning, a delivery man from a certain supermarket drives a truck to deliver the weekly bread, ham, canned food and water.The staff of the supermarket were very pleasantly surprised when they saw me open the door, and whispered to me: "There is finally someone else here. I used to deliver the goods, and the lady didn't come out to answer the door all morning. I often had to run many times, but But the boss refuses to stop coming here to deliver goods, because they pay a lot more every time."

After eating bread and ham for a week, I finally couldn't take it anymore. When someone from the supermarket came to deliver the goods, I changed the order to the staff and asked him to change a quarter of the goods into flour, Fruits, vegetables, and meat, secretly cook your own food in the kitchen.

Although the life on the mountain is monotonous, it is peaceful. I always like to go to the garden to paint in the evening.Maybe it's a matter of talent, my painting level is always at the same level, no one appreciates it, and I can't sell it for money.Maybe after a while I will break through the bottleneck and let others like my paintings, maybe it will always be at this level, forever unknown.

The days in the mountains passed quickly, and a month passed in the blink of an eye, but I met my employer less than ten times, and I didn't say a few words. She didn't seem to be interested in anything, but just hid in the In the attic, I don't know what she was doing.

I thought she was even less interested in me, but one evening when I was painting in the garden, she suddenly appeared in front of me.Still in the pure white long dress, long black hair, and pale face, like a delicate doll, without emotion.

"Miss Luo... hello." I greeted her in a daze. I was always a little nervous when facing beautiful women.

"Are you painting gold tea?" Her slender eyes stared at my unfinished painting.

"Yeah." I nodded: "The painting is not good, I'll make you laugh."

"Why did you draw golden tea?" She asked lightly, as if this was not a question, but she was talking to herself.

"Because... there are a lot of golden tea here." My answer was so stupid that I regretted it as soon as I uttered it, thinking that I should give a more professional answer such as color and lighting.

She stared blankly at my painting for a long time, so long that I couldn't help coughing twice to draw her attention back. She raised her eyes and looked back at me. I was very embarrassed by her gaze, and I was afraid to talk to women Looking at each other, especially a beautiful woman, would make me nervous and overwhelmed.

"You draw really well." She said suddenly.

"What...is that so?" I was a little surprised, no matter if someone said it casually or not, I would always feel happy from the bottom of my heart: "Hehe, thank you, very few people like my paintings, and my family members told me not to draw them." I painted it, and said it has no future, haha.”

She turned around to look at my painting again. The afterglow of the setting sun was scattered on her side face, facing the blooming golden tea all over the ground. I felt my heart beating violently, and I didn't know when she left. I just stood there blankly, feeling the strong impact in my heart.