I got four guys to take the initiative

Outside the window of the piano room is the back garden of the college. When I walked in, a gust of wind just opened the window gently, and countless thin branches came in, covered with pale golden flowers.

One of them fell on Fran's red hair like a fancy hair accessory.It matched her black dress very well.

"Hello, Mr. Scott."

When Fran saw me, she nodded at me without any surprise.

I smiled back, and asked her if she had seen Marianne.

There is a piano room in each building, maybe she went to another one?

Unexpectedly, Fran asked instead of answering, "What do you think of this piece?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and pressed a few times on the keys. Although it was with one hand, she still played smoothly.It sounds good, but for someone like me who has no artistic cells...

"It sounds good." I can only give such a dry evaluation.

"That's the tune from my hometown."

She was silent for a moment, then stood up quickly.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for someone. Did you see Marianne? Oh, it's a blonde girl."

After I asked, it occurred to me that maybe Fran didn't know her at all.

"I didn't see her." Fran tilted her head to look at me, "What can you do with her?"

I didn't answer this question right away, but finally began to feel something was wrong—is this atmosphere too ambiguous?

The wind outside the window was still blowing, and there were only her and me in the empty piano room.It was so quiet that I could hear each other's breathing.

The most important thing is Fran's attitude.In other people's rumors, the reason why she was called a "witch" was not groundless.

Because her personality is very weird, it is common to be indifferent to people.But now she behaves in front of me... I don't know how to say it, as if we have known each other for a long time, so long that we don't need to say more.

Who would tell a stranger about his hometown for no reason?

How is this possible.

"I...I want to ask her if she would like to be my partner at the social dance."

In the end, I still answered her.

I think it's not because I have a deep affection for her, but because her eyes are too sad, which makes me feel a little sad too.

"Actually, I'm good at dancing too."

Unexpectedly, Fran suddenly smiled and said to me.

I was stunned.No girl has ever been so proactive with me, and I'm a little overwhelmed.

Is this an invitation?

"If you don't believe me, you can join me for a while."

After Flan finished speaking, she turned her head and snapped her fingers at the piano, and then the piano suddenly started to play music by itself, the black and white keys began to rise and fall continuously, and the prelude like flowing water began to sound.

This music sounds strangely familiar to me.

"bring it on."

After Flan finished speaking, she immediately grabbed my hand, bowed her head slightly, and put her other hand behind her back, actually doing a standard gesture of a man asking a lady to dance.

What is this doing?

I thought I should reject her, but my hand was pulled forcefully, I fell forward with an "ah", and then fell into her arms in a standard ballroom dancing posture.

I was so embarrassed that I wanted to say something, but I couldn't think of any suitable words. As a result, when I was thinking about it, she had successfully pulled me into a dance.

It is very impolite for a lady to stop in the middle of a ballroom dance, so I had no choice but to give up.At least I don't hate Fran so much.

But after a short dance, I began to feel that something was wrong-although I am a three-legged cat kung fu, I still understand some fur after dancing for a few years.

Why am I following the girl dance?

And I began to realize that Fran was not only taller than me, but also had slender hands. We were holding hands, but she was actually holding my hand.

And her knuckles could feel a layer of calluses, not like a girl's hand at all.

"Fran, I'm happy to be your ballroom partner, but I have other things to do, so let's stop dancing."

I had to make up my mind to stand firm in a certain step and let go of her hand.

After saying this, I looked at her a little nervously.

But Fran wasn't angry, she just nodded with her normal expression.

"Okay, but I think if you can, you should practice more. Knowing each other between dance partners can improve your skills."

Fran's speech was so polite that I couldn't fault it.I went to the window of the piano room and pulled the neckline, feeling a little stuffy after jumping.

"I've never met anyone like you...Miss Cavendish."

"Me too."

Fran was leaning against the wall with her arms folded, her bright red hair appearing to my right.

"You can call me by my name directly."

"... Fran."

I'm getting more and more uneasy.I've been thinking about it since just now.

Does this girl seem to... like me a little bit?

Then what should I do?

I have never encountered such a thing.The girls who came to me for my title were all sending flowers and love letters. There was never a precedent for someone like her who came into direct contact with me.

She seems to really like me.

But I... I don't know.

A little joy welled up in my heart, but more fear.

As a cannon fodder in the book, I am still struggling with my fate, how can I drag another one into the water?

"Okay. Radlian."

Unexpectedly, Fran responded directly and kindly.I was stunned, and turned to look at her blankly.

She was so calm, it seemed that from the very beginning, she was in charge of the relationship between us.But why?

I'm starting to wonder if I should just spell it out right now.But what should I say, say I don't like you, or I can't fall in love now?

My heart started beating like thunder, and I couldn't make up my mind.

"I know a lot about you."

While I was getting nervous, Fran was still chatting with me in a flat tone.

I answered subconsciously.

"What about you? I don't know you at all."

"...Me?" Fran lowered her head, "Actually, there is nothing to talk about. In order to get to where I am today, I gave up too many things."

"what?"

I didn't understand, I stared subconsciously.

"You are born with magical powers, but I don't."

Fran seemed to be smiling, but she didn't.

"From the day I made the choice, I'm not me anymore. I really envy you."

"Actually, you don't have to be so polite..."

Because I really couldn't understand what she was saying, so I pretended to be relaxed and wanted to change the subject.To be honest, I want to slip away.

Still couldn't muster up the courage to say no to her.

"Aren't you curious about how I have magic power?"

Unexpectedly, Fran immediately changed her name from Shan Ruliu, and asked me.

I was stunned for a moment, then remembered—indeed, it’s better to say that I’ve been very, very curious about this “miracle” on her.

But she never said that her family, the countess who said nothing, also claimed that it was all the will of the Dragon God.

My heart beat suddenly faster than before.

"Of course I want to know."

I tried my best to suppress my excitement and pretend to be relaxed.

"But are you really willing to tell me?"

"When the sun goes down on the day of the friendship, I will wait for you in the small garden. If you come to the appointment on time, I will tell you."

Her tone was suddenly very solemn.

Nervously, I subconsciously grasped the branch protruding into the window, and swept the flower buds with my fingertips.

"Can I ask why you're willing to tell me this?"

Could it be because you like me?

"who knows?"

Fran had already turned to leave, but she turned to look at me upon hearing this.

"Maybe it's to give you and myself a chance, maybe... it's because you remind me of the flowers in my hometown."

home?Isn't the countess always living in seclusion outside the imperial city?

I stared blankly at the back of her leaving, unable to express how I felt in my heart.But I have a vague premonition that if I don't keep the appointment, I will miss something important.

But I ended up not being able to make it on time.

Because of the Crown Prince.The crown prince is ill.

"Qiancun, you are being naughty again."

The woman called to him as she dug water out of the bucket with a wooden ladle and poured it on the floor.

"Mom, I'll come."

Even though he answered in this way, his eyes passed through the courtyard and hovered for a long time on the blooming flower tree by the street.Petals like powder snow were gently blown by the wind and fell on the cyclists.

"Mom, there are so many cherry blossoms."

He said.

"Like a sigh blown by the wind."

"Qiancun, what are you talking about, hurry up and help."

The woman interrupted him impatiently, so he had no choice but to stop looking at the tree.

And for the next 30 years, he failed to look at any cherry tree carefully.

The author says:

Crown Prince: This is the end of my appearance?I giao!

After so many comments, I can't answer some questions one by one. IF line should be able to Baidu?I'll go to the front and paste it.

The if line refers to a special story line that is based on the world view and some content of the main story, and is very different from the main story in terms of plot development. It is often found in light novels.

[Qiqinchasing can also clear the cache, typos and some chapters have been slightly repaired.In fact, there is basically no particularly deep foreshadowing in this article, and there are not many tricks, that is, Xiaolei's subjective perspective is not necessarily the truth. [Non-abuse single refers to the emotional guarantee that there is no misunderstanding, there is no third party from the beginning to the end, the attackers have not changed their minds x the arrow is super thick