fictional spring

Summer is coming quietly, and my physical condition has improved enough to support me to go out in the weather without much sun. When the servants told me that the summer festival will be held in the near future, I realized that I also It is already possible to participate in such activities.

They described to me how interesting the summer festival was with bright smiles, and they were sincerely happy for my recovery. While talking, they sobbed softly: "Master and Madam will be very happy too."

"Then don't cry for me." I helped her wipe the tears off her face, touched her face and said softly, "Thank you for always being with me."

Everyone is a good person, so I am willing to pray and wish for others. I am also very grateful to be cared about by everyone.

After they left, when I was sitting alone in the room reading a book, I thought of my childhood.

I vaguely remember that when my health was not so bad when I was young, my father held me in his arms and took me and my mother out to watch the fireworks.Although the memory of that time is very far away, but thinking about it now, our family must have gone out together with joy at that time.

However, if you think about it carefully, even a memory that has been so distant that it has almost faded, as long as it is important enough, it is enough to make people unforgettable.

After the sun went down, the doctor came to see the doctor again. The usual injection was over. I stopped him when he was packing up: "I heard that there will be fireworks near the river bank recently. Will the doctor go to see it?"

The doctor looked up at me and said flatly, "No."

"Why?" I hugged my knees and asked him: "Everyone says that fireworks are beautiful. Although I don't remember what they look like, but since everyone says so, it must be really beautiful. Mr. Doctor really Why don't you go and see?"

The doctor didn't answer me, but I think he seemed to be dismissive of these things, because he didn't even look at me again, and he just picked up the medicine box and planned to leave.

"I will definitely go that day." I looked at his back and said, "I will go to watch the fireworks with my father and mother that day."

The doctor's footsteps didn't stop for half a second, his figure was completely blocked by the barrier, and he disappeared in front of me.

After hearing that I wanted to watch the fireworks with my family, my mother lowered her head, wiped her face with her hands after a long while, then raised her face again, and said yes with red eyes.

That night I saw the yukata my mother had prepared for me—but she had prepared them for me before I even asked.She is always like this, even if I have a half chance of needing it, she will be ready for me.

"I even thought that I would never see you going out again." The mother stroked the bathrobe, her eyes trembling, "Maybe you have forgotten, but when you were a child, you once said that every year in the future I also want to go out to watch the fireworks with my father and mother...so I prepare a yukata for you every year..."

Looking at the crying mother, I said sorry to her from the bottom of my heart.

"Don't cry, mother." I laughed and touched her face: "It's my fault that I failed to fulfill the promise, but I won't do it in the future, we can watch fireworks together every year... yes Look at it for many years."

After I finished speaking, my mother did not cry anymore, but wiped away her tears and said that she would buy me some beautiful new jewelry.

I didn't really care about jewelry, but my mother insisted on it and went out early the next morning-she wanted to take me with her, but the weather was so beautiful and the sun came up early, so I can only give up.

When she came back at noon, the things she brought back even made me wonder if she had emptied the shop.

But my mother still felt that there were too few, so that when she was about to go out at night, she repeatedly picked from the pile of new jewelry, choosing for me a style that would match my yukata at the summer festival, as if to give me something that I hadn’t been able to give me all these years. Fill it all together.I sat in front of the mirror and let her dress up until she was satisfied before going to meet my father in the courtyard.

My father looked at me in a daze for a moment, and only came back to his senses after being reminded by my mother. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch my head, but retracted it before he touched it.

"Let's go then," he said, turning around.

Father's voice trembled a little too.

After I came out, I found that the street outside was a little bustling than I expected, and the crowd was more crowded than expected. Although my father and mother had been closely by my side all the time, after something happened somewhere that caused a commotion, I still got separated from my parents.

The surroundings are too strange to me, I don't know the people around me, and I can't recognize the way back. In this case, instead of running around, I might as well find a place with few people and wait for my parents and servants Come find me together.

They must be worried now...

Just as I was thinking this way, when I was about to exit the crowded crowd, I accidentally bumped into everyone around me.

"I'm sorry..." I raised my face to see the man's face clearly, and was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Doctor?"

Although he told me he wouldn't come when I asked, I saw him at the Summer Festival.

He still had that expressionless look: "What are you laughing at?"

I looked at him, but didn't answer his question, but said: "Mr. Doctor, you really come out because you think the fireworks are beautiful, right?"

The black-haired doctor was silent for a while, and didn't answer me, but stretched out his hand to help me block that person when I was about to be hit by others.

"Thank you." I stood beside him, and because I only reached his shoulders, I had to look up at him: "Did you come out alone?"

"Well," the doctor seemed to think of something: "Why are you here alone?"

"Because I accidentally got separated from my family," I said, "but don't worry, I can wait here for a while, and my family will find me when there are fewer people."

"Then what if you can't wait?"

"No." I looked at him with bent eyes: "Because I know that everyone cares about me, so they will definitely come to me, whether it is at the summer festival or other places, they will find me back."

It was because of the persistence of my father and mother that I was pulled back from the road to the other shore.

But not only them, "I also want to thank you, Mr. Doctor, for treating me."

Hearing this, the doctor lowered his head slightly, and stared at me as if he wanted to see my face clearly. I blinked and saw the erect pupils in those scarlet eyes.

Not only the pupils, but also his skin was too pale, even though I was so close, I couldn't feel his breathing and heartbeat, like some kind of creature that... even mentioning it makes people worry.

The excessive bustle around was in contrast to the silence between us. The moving crowd would bump into the doctor from time to time. He obviously didn't like being touched by others, and his brows were tightly frowned.But even so, he held me up to keep me from being overwhelmed.

So when I proposed to go to a place with fewer people, the doctor gave me a look, as if he was thinking about something.

In order not to get lost, he took my hand.

Perhaps it was because of the nightfall that his hands were a little cold, but the back who walked in front and helped me lead the way was very reliable. I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth and thank him when he turned around.

"Do you just say thank you?"

I hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Doctor has been helping me, if I don't thank you..." At this point, I thought about it, took off the hairpin on my head and held it in front of his eyes: "I will give this to you." You."

While physicians may not be short of money, this is the only way I can think of.

After a few seconds, he raised his hand and accepted the hairpin.

The sky suddenly lit up with bright colors, I turned my head to look at the dazzling fireworks and laughed, then turned to the doctor and said, "Did you see it? Are the fireworks as beautiful as you expected?"

When he should be very happy, but he seemed to be thinking about something. One moment his expression was extremely serious, but the next moment he restrained himself, lowered his eyes to look at me and replied softly: "Yes, very beautiful."

Hearing his deep voice, for some reason, I always felt that what he was talking about was not fireworks.

Although my health has improved, it is still difficult for me to stand for a long time at night. The doctor saw the change in my face and took me to a shop on the street to rest. I saw what the shop owner was making, and I was a little curious .

"Is this a toy?"

"Haha, it's not Miss Oh," the shopkeeper said enthusiastically to me, "it's apple candy."

Sugar... Although I don't go out very much, I have learned from the servants that sugar is an extremely precious thing. Although the conditions at home are not unaffordable, but because of illness, I have never eaten these—— And apple candy has never even heard of it.

"Give me one." Mr. Doctor handed the money to the shopkeeper from behind me, and after the shopkeeper took it, he handed out the round apple candy.

After the doctor took it, he passed it to me.

I raised my face and looked at him in surprise, and he said, "It doesn't matter if you just take a few sips."

Because it was what the doctor said, so I believed it—it was a wonderful smell.

It is so wonderful that it is difficult to describe it in words, just like my mood today, I raised my finger and touched my cheek, and the fingertips were a little wet.

"Is it hard to eat?" The doctor looked at me and asked.

I shook my head: "No, everything is fine. Today's fireworks are beautiful, the apple candy is delicious, and Mr. Doctor is very gentle, I feel very happy."

Although the doctor still didn't smile, I looked into his eyes and knew that he must be happy now.

"Mr. Doctor, shall we spend the next Spring Festival together by then?"

He was silent for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and took a bite of the apple candy in my hand. The expression on his face became elusive again, as if it was difficult to eat, but also as if he really thought it was delicious.After a while, he hummed lightly.

At this moment, I suddenly wanted to ask him another question.

"When I get better, can I marry Mr. Doctor?"