General affairs girl

The leaves are turning yellow and the summer in London is fleeting.After watching the lively Harvest Festival, and walking through the path covered with golden and red sycamore leaves, in winter, it seems like an old man on crutches, looking at the back of autumn with gray eyes, walking slowly.

In a certain winter, the young Phantomhive permanently froze a bone, aching every cold night, and with the arrival of snowfall, frost slowly formed in his dark blue eyes.

His little fiancée knew how he felt after Angelica's death, and felt bitter, so naturally she didn't say much.Fearing that her fiancé would be thinking wildly and suffering from neurasthenia every day, Elizabeth was careful everywhere, trying to change her fiancé's mood, until finally Elizabeth herself became neurotic.

"After all, those memories of the past that can't go back are like a dagger. Every time you think of a fragment, you will be stabbed with blood."

When the precocious blond girl said this, she had a look of sadness and helplessness, and her slightly raised face under the sun was full of holiness.

On the one hand, Dorothy responded to the scene with a sigh, and then carefully pondered the rich words of her friend Liz. On the one hand, she felt helpless for Charles, and on the other hand, she felt that her friend thought she was really a saint...

As a result, the blond girl turned around and spat hard while no one was looking. "Love a Tsundere, mother, why is it so hard?" Dorothy simply turned her head away from her when she cursed secretly.

In this cold wind blowing weather, hot cocoa and various desserts have become must-haves for ladies' parties. She loves Shire but was banned from sweets by the deacon. She looked at the desserts on the table and snorted coldly. The study was approving the documents and holding his cheeks in a daze.Watching the three servants downstairs adding firewood to the fireplace and making the whole house smoky, he didn't say a word.

Later, the deacon poured Dorothy a cup of hot cocoa and then went downstairs with a burst of veins and a smile on his face to clean up the aftermath. Liz looked left and right and saw that no one was paying attention, so he bent down and sneaked into Charles' study.Like a magic trick, he took out a piece of chocolate from his arms and asked his fiancé to take a quick bite.Then he looked out of the door with a serious face to inform his fiancé.

That's like Empress Ma who sneaked out to deliver cakes to Zhu Yuanzhang without her father behind her back all night.

Charles' beautiful blue eyes flickered and flickered.

Chewing chocolate and committing tooth decay again, but the pain is sweet and happy.Calmly looking at the deacon whose face was blackened when he found out afterwards, he snorted coldly, with a martyr's face that would not be recruited, and arrogantly insisted that he was bored to get chocolate to eat.

Dorothy watched from afar the Phantomhive who would secretly squat behind the fiancée's high-back chair with a notebook when she was talking with Liz.

There were also three troublesome servants surrounding his little master, vying to defend him.

The black-haired deacon rubbed his temples in distress, as if he was going to talk about breaking up.

The fiancée behind the deacon held the determination of this wild man to fight her fiancé if he wanted to touch her, and raised her feet to sneak attack.

She just looked at it from a distance and felt that it was both happy and far away.

With nothing to do, after a simple farewell, she reached for the woolen windbreaker on the hanger and put on a red woolen scarf.

When the door was pushed open, the cold wind howled, butler Tanaka sent her a long way.

The soft tassels on the scarf tickled her face.

Dorothy, who was gradually becoming a full-time employee, became more and more busy. At night, it happened that the Dispatch Department and the General Affairs Department had a fellowship. There was no one in Corey except for a few overtime workers. Dorothy took the night shift according to the order of the shift schedule.

Eight in the evening to four in the morning.

The girl hurriedly thought about taking advantage of the afternoon to go home and sleep for a while.

There are black birds whispering on the sycamore branches on the road.

"It's so cold, quack."

"It's going to snow soon."

"It's going to snow tonight..."

Then the bird left the branch.

The dry leaves swirled and fell.

……

The weather is indeed cold, and Dorothy usually goes out early in the morning to buy bread, but the funeral home thinks it's cold and windy and might damage her for some reason, so she's too lazy to go out and drag Dorothy along with her. West.

Then the funeral home will cook the porridge by itself.

So Dorothy would eat the hair that fell into the porridge in the funeral home for breakfast every day...

She turned her head and pulled out a strand of silver hair while the funeral home was not paying attention, feeling that this was the man with long hair.

The woolen windbreaker was draped on the back of the high-backed chair, and the fire was in full bloom in the fireplace. Occasionally, there would be a few broken crackling sounds from the burning wood. The orange fire outlined the man's feminine silhouette, and then gilded his silver hair. A light layer of gold.

After Dorothy refused her request to go to the office together because she was afraid that she would be on the night shift alone, the funeral home just tilted her head on the armrest of the chair and stared at the fire in a daze. Dorothy knew she was wrong, but insisted In principle, I don't bring relatives and friends with me to work, and I don't turn my head to see him.After waiting for a while, he took a few peeks at the girl but failed, and finally the funeral room sighed in disappointment.

Later, on the opposite chair, the girl finally fell asleep, her breathing was stable and her expression was peaceful, and the man turned to look at her in a daze.

When the girl woke up, he put on another face, saying that he was tired today, and then waved his hands and told her not to miss the time and leave quickly.

It was only seven o'clock at this time, feeling that the funeral room obviously went to bed earlier than usual, Dorothy looked at the funeral room lying on the railing suspiciously.The man still looked at the flames, his tone was as calm as an old man who had seen all the vicissitudes of the world.

"Xiaosheng is not a perpetual motion machine, he will be tired..."

"You don't accompany Xiaosheng..."

He looks like a lonely cat in a daze without smiling.

"When Xiaosheng is so tired that he doesn't want to leave anymore, you come to take care of me." The silver-haired man tilted his head and smiled at her, speaking seriously in a daze.

Dorothy gritted her teeth and nodded resolutely after struggling for a long while thinking about the need to provide for her elder brother's pension.

With his arm resting on his pillow, the man's smile was beautiful and unreal under the warm firelight.

——Passing through the gate where the God of Death is connected to the world, under the hazy moonlight, because of the fraternity, there are not many Gods of Reaper left in the office, and only the second floor of the General Affairs Office Building is lit.

There was a boy with chestnut hair sitting at the desk of the General Affairs Division, writing hard and writing. He looked up and saw Dorothy who pushed the door in, and then kept stroking his head and giggling.

A few pieces of adhesive tape were pasted on the young man's handsome face, which looked a little funny, but when asked the reason for this, the usually cheerful man faltered and hawed.

"Everyone went to a social gathering today. The General Affairs Department is clean here and I will do my homework..."

"I didn't do well in the exam last time. When I got home, my mother saw that my eyes were wrong... It's safer here... and you can get free heating..."

Dorothy glanced at the theory class report card he hid behind him, understood without asking, sighed and told Ronald to study hard.Having been taught by her elders, she was terrified, and Ronald nodded at her with a serious face, promising that he would change his ways and start a new life.Not long after the reform declaration was released, the boy bit his pen and looked up expectantly five minutes later and asked Dorothy if he could write a 5-word essay for him?

The girl looked at him deeply for a long time without saying a word.

The boy lowered his head and hurriedly continued to make up his homework.

So the only thing left is the sound of "rustling" writing on the pen and paper.Dorothy flipped through the collection of short stories she brought with her, occasionally looked up at Ronald’s theoretical homework, and felt that it was not easy for him to misspell a dozen or so words out of a hundred words, so she couldn’t help mentioning a few words and then Friendly asked Ronald if he would like some coffee to pick him up.

Looking at his mistake, the boy blushed and had a thick neck.Ahaha I don't know what to say.Dorothy felt sorry, and said lightly, "I'm not good at making tea, and I'm always disliked by other girls in the General Affairs Department," and quickly changed the subject.

Ronald looked like he was fighting for her, and said angrily, "Really, they will be blessed when I make tea for them!" Then he wiped his typo angrily.

This made Dorothy laugh.

Hearing her laugh out loud, the boy stared blankly at her for a while, then blushed after taking the coffee and saying "hey".With a smirk, I continued to flip through the dictionary and write my thesis.

He didn't think much about it, he just thought that the girl was really pretty when she smiled, like a tree blooming in spring.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.At ten o'clock, it was getting late and Dorothy started to chase people away. Ronald slowly packed up his homework with a reluctant look on his face. Come to a ten-mile long pavilion to say goodbye in person.

Unable to stand him like that, the girl rubbed her temples and urged him to leave quickly.

"Don't look at me, think about your gatekeeper, think about your old mother who expects her son to become a dragon."

Ronald, who was still full of vitality just now, heard his mother's prestige, quickly collapsed, touched the adhesive tape on his face, and finally couldn't hold back his psychological shadow, so he had to leave with a long sigh, his back was bleak, and he only felt "weak people" along the way. Why fight?" Yun Yun.

After the boy left, the General Affairs Section finally fell into silence again, after sorting out the few Death Scythes that had just been delivered.

The wall clock "dong dong" struck twelve times.

White snowflakes whirled and fluttered down from the sky.

This is the first snow of the winter.