[Moriarty of Worrying about the Country] Descartes Formula

As William, who has read many books, his literary quality is no worse than that of any aristocrat brought up since he was a child, so he can better understand the various meanings contained in this story. This is naturally the most outstanding character, but the daughter of the professor who likes money and dismisses the so-called love shows the money worship of today's era, while the student who was misunderstood by Nightingale, It is a villain who casts aside love after failure, and the crushed rose symbolizes the love between them, being crushed by the world.

"Chris is amazing." William said meaningfully. This kind of short fairy tale can better reflect a person's thought and literary level. William thinks that Nightingale is like a typical representative of art, and it is a kind of real touch. beauty of.

What made him more concerned was that this was a bit like the story of the happy prince that his sister told them in the book rental shop. Although the meanings expressed were different, there were many similar meanings in it. The story was seen in a book a long time ago, but he had never seen or heard of it, just like the story told by Chrissy today.

"It's not that I'm good. I just read a similar outline in a book a long time ago. It's the source of my inspiration." The girl didn't look directly at William, as if she was watching the sunset outside. That's right, she told the story It was very fast, but William couldn't keep up with his writing speed, and it was almost night now.

It was similar words again, William only felt that the inexplicable sense of intimacy he had had since meeting Chris for the first time seemed to have a clear clue now.

"Let me get you some water. I told you that my throat must be sore all afternoon." William stood up concerned, but then a box fell out of his suit pocket. "Will?" the girl called out. But William didn't seem to hear and went out.

The girl looked at the box, and it looked familiar. It seemed to be the box that William kept next to his pillow in the Moriarty Manor before. It was so cherished and kept on him at any time. I was a little envious. Who gave it to me? Relatives or former childhood sweethearts?The girl did not admit that she had a subtle jealousy.

However, it is not very good to touch other people's precious treasures at will, so although the girl bent over and laboriously picked up the box and put it on the table, she did not open it, even though she was full of curiosity.

"Huh? Did it fall out just now?" William, who was holding warm tea, looked at the apparently unopened box placed by Chris on the table, feeling dumbfounded in his heart, wondering why it was so difficult to try it out, and sure enough Maybe Chris is too well-behaved, she won't act at all to touch other people's things at will.

"Yes, but, Will, did your former relatives give you this?" The girl only knew that William and Louis were brought back from a poor school by Albert, and she didn't know if they had any relatives before, but she did. Still didn't say anything about childhood sweethearts, William also showed a smile, "Yes, the older sister who adopted me and Louis, but..." William stopped in the middle of speaking, showing a bit sad, "What's wrong?" Chris really showed a concerned expression, but William frowned slightly, it wasn't fake, Chris didn't know about her sister, so he thought that the two were related and might even be the same person. The guessing like a night tale is indeed wrong, and it is also true, how could there be such a strange thing.

"Because my sister asked Louise and I to go to the poor school to wait for the Duchess and give her the finished handicrafts, but when we got there, we heard that the whole town where we stayed before was burned down. When we go back to my sister Just..." Even after nearly a year, William still remembers the bewilderment, pain and hatred at that time.

"Sorry." Although she knew that she was not her childhood sweetheart but her elder sister, she mentioned William's sad incident, which made the girl feel that she was really too ignorant of people's winks, and she shouldn't ask such an inquisitive question.

"It's okay, this is a handicraft made by my sister. I didn't sell it and kept it with me all the time. Do you want to see it?" William shook his head to calm down and asked.

The girl nodded curiously, "Okay, my sister must be a very good craftsman, so I can support the two of you." From what William said, I knew that the sister lived alone, and she must be an ordinary person. The people at the bottom of the society can support two children with only one girl, not to mention that Luis was suffering from heart disease at that time, and it was even more difficult to take care of him. Such a person is really amazing. Naturally, I became more curious.

William opened the box, and there was a well-preserved flower inside, "Epiphyllum?" The girl who saw Epiphyllum for the first time in England subconsciously called out, even if it was Murray who was full of all kinds of flowers. There was no epiphyllum in Artie Manor. The bottom line is that epiphyllum did not exist in England during this period, so how could there be epiphyllum here.

The girl stretched out her hand and picked up the epiphyllum, only to realize that it was not a real flower, and yes, if it was a real flower, it would have withered long ago, but do tangled flowers exist in this era?Although the girl is very good at making flower wrappers, she really hasn't understood the history of this kind of intangible cultural heritage. It will be mixed with the style of British flowers, which is a bit nondescript.

"What's the matter? Chris." After hearing her blurted epiphyllum, William couldn't hide his eyes. It was like a stone was thrown into the calm water, and there were layers of waves. When he saw Chris, he subconsciously After picking up the flowers, he didn't speak and seemed to be thinking about something, and he also became inexplicably nervous.

"It's nothing, I just think this kind of craft is really novel, and I haven't seen it before." After doubting the girl, she guessed that the elder sister was probably a traverser who came from planting flowers like her. None of the villagers gave her a chance to meet her, but it was a kind of fate that they met William one after another. In this way, William's luck is really strange. No wonder there is such a forward thinking that life is equivalent and class equality should be It couldn't have been instilled by that senior traveler, right?

However, when she was about to put the epiphyllum back into the box, the girl's fingers accidentally touched the place where the silk thread was knotted on the flower branch, and she froze, what is this?Her unique habit of winding and finishing, is this what she did? ! !

But she has no impression at all, and the elder sister who adopted William and the daughter Chrissy who is now the earl are not the same person no matter what, and the age should not match. If they are the same person, it is impossible for William not to recognize them. Could it be that?

To borrow a famous quote from Sherlock Holmes: Eliminate the impossible and whatever remains, however incredible, must be the truth.

Therefore, the girl who has read novels for many years guessed the truth for this strange phenomenon. This is not her first time travelling, or this is not her first identity. The first identity should be the sister who adopted William. No, maybe there may be other identities in front of her. How long has she been in this world?William said that the sister died, so is death a condition to get to the next identity?Loss of memory is also due to death.

Why do these two identities revolve around William? Does she have any system and take on some tasks to assist William?Otherwise, it would be too coincidental, but the girl tried to call the system in her mind, but there was no response, which made her a little confused, but this guess cannot be said to be wrong, there may be some discrepancies, but absolutely not There will be too much difference.

It felt as if she accidentally discovered some big secret, but the girl couldn't get a glimpse of what she was doing through time travel, death, and changing her body identity. She could only follow William's side according to the most likely guess. I tried to assist him, and if I took the opposite route, there should always be something to remind her, or use her death, or something.

The girl was brainstorming in her mind, and she still showed a surprised expression on the surface and said, "It's a very powerful finishing method. There are so many silk threads that haven't leaked at all. Your sister must be a very good craftsman."

It's a bit embarrassing to boast about myself, but her performance just now is very suspicious, so it's better to separate that identity, otherwise, if William really finds out, she doesn't know how to explain it, will she be caught by others? Suspecting ulterior motives, it is really troublesome not to have the memory of the previous identity.

"Well, yes." William took the flowers handed to him by the girl, put them in a box and put them on his body again, with a smile that seemed to be the same, but in fact, he had already reached a real conclusion in his heart.

Chris is indeed a sister, and she is a sister who has lost her memory, but there must be some traces on the flower that only her sister can leave, so it was only when Chris noticed it that she fell into confusion and guessing.

Although Chris's expression was controlled as much as possible, William could still see her surprise and confusion, as if she had encountered some difficulty.This is really interesting now, what kind of existence is Chris and sister, can they be resurrected in another body?Ghosts in fiction?But no matter what her status is, she is a kind-hearted existence, and she has never done anything bad from the beginning to the end.

So William couldn't raise any vigilance. On the contrary, he was inexplicably happy. He thought of the agreement he made with his sister in that dilapidated bookstore.

"Be obedient, William, I will always be with you. If you don't believe me, let's pull the hook." "? Pull the hook." "Yes, the hook is hanging for 100 years and must not be changed. Those who do not keep the promise will swallow a thousand needles."

Sister, you didn't lie to me, you have been with me all the time, William only felt that his eyes were a little red, but he quickly put back the sore feeling. For my sister, I really want to protect her family, but For Chris, maybe at the beginning he paid attention to her because of the inexplicable sense of intimacy, but the subsequent affection is definitely not family affection, but...

When William was sad and happy over there, the girl touched the scar on her palm and thought, it turns out that the closeness I have always had to William and Louis is not love but family affection, so I am not a pervert, that’s great Yes, let out a sigh of relief.

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The car of sister-in-law literature is in 7E, 16,999,58,89, space.

By the way, I wrote [-] for the car today, and [-] for the update, which adds up to [-]. I wrote from morning to afternoon to night, stuck to the seat, and my back hurts.