General affairs girl

Suddenly woke up in the middle of the night in a deep sleep, messy thoughts filled my head, lingering, frowning and opened my eyes, the moonlight was shining in the middle of the night, but through the cold moonlight, what I saw was under the quilt, the simple undulating lines outlined my predecessors With a slightly slender figure, there is an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, very warm, as if even the night in the wilderness has become peaceful and beautiful.

By accident, she hugged the rabbit and slowly moved towards his position, as if she raised her head and touched his back.It's the first time to get so close to others, an experience I've never had before...

So I suddenly regretted why he didn't say good night to him when he was awake.Forget it, she silently buried her head in the arms of her doll rabbit, instinctively wanting to get closer to others.Grandpa doesn't like to say good night to himself, he always makes a "hum" with a straight face...

If I leave, I won't cause grandpa any more trouble.

Dorothy looked at the moonlight outside the window, and slowly hugged the doll tightly in her hand.Bunny's arms.

When the morning light in London illuminated this slightly dark room, the girl heard a voice in her ear, rubbing her eyes reluctantly, propped herself up, turned her head and squinted to find the source of the sound.

"Dorothy is up~ go back to the house and change!" The man sitting on the side who woke him up rubbed her head and said, and he helped the neckline of the nightdress that slid down her shoulders as she moved slowly come up.

"Senior..." The girl who was a little dissatisfied with being woken up muttered with a strong nasal voice.

"Morning, well, let's go, Xiaosheng also needs to change clothes."

"Oh." Dragging the rabbit, the girl yawned slowly, squinted her eyes and climbed off the bed with all her hands and feet, groping all the way to find the door.

Watching the little girl Dorothy leave, the funeral home casually picked up the clothes beside the bed, shook off the robe, stared at the sleeves that had been torn a lot short, and rubbed her temples helplessly.

"Oh, this is Xiaosheng's favorite item~"

While jokingly saying these words with a seemingly complaining taste, the funeral room leisurely got up and pushed aside the crowded sundries, and opened the door of the corner wardrobe.

"Well, although Xiaosheng still has a lot of the same~" Saying this, the corners of his mouth curled up like in the past.

A new day is about to begin.

And girl Dorothy sat on her bed, looking at the cemetery outside the window, only feeling that the early morning in London was foggy...

Unlike the brilliance of Death God's Realm, this small cemetery seems to be forever shrouded in a layer of milky white mist, so gloomy and misty that people can't see it clearly, but it makes people feel peaceful inexplicably.

After digging hard for a while, Dorothy took the small shovel in her hand, took the outstretched hand of the funeral home, climbed up to the pit she had just dug, and patted the floating dirt on her hands.

"It's done~ Dorothy." The funeral house in a black robe on one side threw the white flowers in his hands one after another, and the fragile and beautiful white flowers that were still wet with dew fell on the ground, and also fell on the future Dorothy had to dodge in her black hair.

The girl with the pale face shook off the flowers on her head without saying a word, and kicked the man into the pit without hesitation.

Grumpy child.

The funeral home didn't care, and turned around to avoid Dorothy's kick.He reached out to pick up the flowers on Dorothy's head that hadn't been shaken off, and started to play with them casually, the long black nails against the flowers in his hands became whiter and whiter.

"Well, what's so awkward in the early morning, it's a pretty flower, isn't it?"

The funeral home grinned and shook the flowers in its hands to choose a place it liked, and randomly pinned the flowers behind Dorothy's dark hair.

"Let's go, let's go, I went back to the shop with Xiaosheng~"

The black-haired girl in the mist didn't answer, she just pursed her lips and squinted at him. The white and dewy wild flowers were pinned in her hair, hazy like an ink painting drenched in water.

It dizzy with the water vapor.

The author has something to say: == Tomorrow this one will be finished, I am busy picking up my aunt recently...

I don't know how many years ago, after the funeral house put flowers on the head of Fallen West, she has hated others not to spend flowers on her head since then.But now when Ronald gently inserted the flower into her hair and whispered "I think you look good like this", did she blushed and turned her head away without even resisting.

This paragraph shows that I never forget Brother Ronald...