[Zhongyingmei] How difficult is it to become a reliable adult

Cassandra was sitting in front of the warm fireplace, and the little match seller lit the fireplace, lay on the bed and went to the street to watch.

Through the raised corner of the curtain, you can see the gloomy sky outside the window.

"In a few days, maybe it will snow tonight." The little girl muttered.

Cassandra held the milk brought to her by the little girl, "Do you live here alone?"

"That's right," the little girl turned her head from the window. She jumped off the sofa and stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet. "It's not strange, except for the princess, everyone is alone."

"Everyone?"

The seemingly immature but cunning businessman nodded, sitting on the carpet and leaning against the big rabbit doll next to him, "I am a businessman, I have contacted many customers, and many of them have the same face."

She patted her face, "Among us, only the princess has a mother, and everyone else is alone."

Cassandra had a vague suspicion in her mind, but she was a taciturn girl most of the time.

She just sat across from the little girl, clapping at the right time like a serious seal when the girl put out a matchbox and enthusiastically told her family history, and nodded in line with the little girl's proud boast.

In the communication process between Cassandra and April, too much language is sometimes a hindrance.They are the type who are more accustomed to using other things to judge whether other people can communicate.

Each of Bruce's children has a different personality, and Cassandra is a special one even in this big family that is flying around.

It was too late for her to meet Bruce.

Before Bruce knew her, she had been taking care of herself, and Siva and David were not really two caretakers.Until Bruce appeared, the first normal parent role appeared in her life.

April was lucky that she returned to this home very early.But Cassandra thought they were the same.

Cassandra's mind stopped growing after the first murder, and only after Bruce accepted her did she usher in a second chance to grow up.

They are all fragile, but also tenacious. They lit the matches in their hands again and again in the snowstorm, resisting the cold and moving forward, while imagining that they would enter a warm house.

April and Cassandra are different again.Even if she hadn't met Dick and grown up by herself, she would have made herself fine.

She will not let the match go out in vain in the biting cold wind, she wants to find a shelter from the wind on the side of the street with the gleam of light and warmth.

She might find a pile of waste newspapers to spread on her body, hide under the bridge hole, and use the torn cardboard box as a bed board.But she will live, until tomorrow, until the sun shines, until spring.

Ai Puli is strong enough, even if she is selling matches on the street, she will become the best seller of matches.

The cold wind outside the house gradually blew, making the leaves rustle.The sound of hurried footsteps drowned out the sound of the wind.Gradually, as the footsteps became louder and louder, it became more and more neat, showing strict discipline.

Cassandra turned her head to the door.The little girl jumped up from the carpet and lay down by the window. She only carefully opened a crack in the curtain.

After a while, the little girl came back quietly, her expression changed drastically, she took Cassandra's hand and ran inside.

"Is the person outside coming after you?"

"It's very possible," the little girl said distressedly, "don't look at me like that, I'm doing a legitimate business, God knows what's going on with the queen!"

Cassandra stopped, letting the little girl pull no matter what.

"If you don't want to leave your house, I can knock them all down." She said seriously, "As long as you don't want to, no one can walk into your house casually."

The little girl froze for a moment, she jumped up and patted Cassandra on the shoulder, "What are you thinking, I am in a hurry to save someone."

She dragged Cassandra into the bedroom. There was a narrow secret passage hidden behind the closet in the bedroom. "I saw the soldiers sent by the queen looking for someone with a portrait. The person in the portrait looks exactly like me."

In the dark secret passage, the little girl from the Nightwing limited edition fire

A match was poured out of the box, and it was used to light an oil lamp in the secret passage. "The princess of the kingdom looks the same as me. She is my big client. I want to see her situation."

A smart businessman is keenly aware of changes in his surroundings.The little match girl is experienced in this field, and the princess is in trouble.

She and Stephanie stayed in the bedroom, and she was showing the foreign visitor her proud matchbox collection, when the queen's soldiers suddenly poured into her room and wanted to take her away if they didn't agree with each other.

As a result, Stephanie heroically served as the princess's knight with more than a dozen, and saved the princess from danger.

They were now hiding in a corner of the roof of the palace, to see by which breach they could escape from this place.

Fleeing in a hurry, the princess only had time to grab the limited edition Nightwing matches placed in the most conspicuous position, and the rest of the collection was regrettably left in the palace.

But she was very satisfied after grabbing Yeyi. She took out the matchbox to have a look, and put it in a tighter pocket.

"Princess," Stephanie asked, "do you know of an unobtrusive place in the palace where we can escape?"

Afraid of being discovered by the soldiers passing below, the princess lowered her voice, "There is a place where the little match girl and I always meet, and we have traded there several times!"

"Also," she tugged at her skirt a little shyly, "Don't call me a princess, I'm not a princess anymore."

Stephanie reached out to straighten the little crown on her head, pinched her face, "Why not, little princess, your crown is still on your head."

The princess hid back embarrassingly, afraid of making too much noise, so she could only ask Stephanie to pinch her face aggrievedly, "Someone is willing to treat me like a princess, and I am the princess. No one recognizes it." A princess is no longer a princess."

"That sentence can also be said in the same way." Stephanie said seriously, her blond hair was a touch of bright color under the dark sky and clouds, "In my heart, you are my little princess, so you are the princess. "

This sentence made the princess too shy to look at her.She put her arms around Stephanie's neck, and pressed her face to Stephanie's, "Thank you, I'm so happy."

"You're welcome." Stephanie kissed her cheek affectionately, "I'm just telling the truth."

Stephanie is a girl who is willing to give love to others.She loves her relatives and friends unsparingly, except for her third-rate criminal father and his father's colleagues.

From the first moment she saw April, she knew that April would be her little princess.

Although Aprile at that time showed self-protective vigilance and rejection, Stephanie had long anticipated a future in which she would hold everyone in her tiny hands.

Bruce has completely slid in the direction of the wayward grandpa who dotes on his granddaughter, and Jason and Tim are more hopeless than the other.There is no one to accompany Dick to play the villain in family education, and the distressed parents have to lose their hair every day because of their daughter's education.

He's going to get Luthor's haircut sooner or later, poor Grayson.

A princess can have many personalities and looks. A girl can be a princess, a knight, and a queen.It's just an identity superimposed on cognition.

Stephanie would love this kid, laugh with her, waste an afternoon watching cartoons.

Aprily is her little princess, and she wears the crown in Stephanie's heart.

The princess tugged at Stephanie's hand and pushed something into Stephanie's hand.

It was the box of Yeyi matches that she managed to save.

The princess whispered, "I always look at it before I see you. Do you want it too? I'll give it to you."

Stephanie couldn't laugh or cry. The main reason why she couldn't help but stick her eyes on the matchbox was that the nightwing painted on the matchbox was so handsome.The person who made this picture doesn't know how many layers of love filters were applied to Dick.

It was a gift from the little princess, so Stephanie accepted it calmly, and decided to laugh at Dick after she went out, but it was a pity that this matchbox could not be taken out of the dream.

She waited for a gap where a soldier was patrolling, hugged the princess, jumped off, and used her claws to hook the balcony railing as a buffer just before landing.

Xiaobao leaned obediently in her arms, jumped out of her arms after landing, looked around, walked Dada and led Stephanie to a remote corner.

This is indeed a quite secret exit. The princess stepped on a tree by the wall furtively, and climbed up with her skirt in hand.

They scaled the high palace walls from the trees, a guard gap left by the soldiers when their shifts came and went, perfect for a private meeting of the princess with the crooked little match seller.

There were people waiting outside the fence, and Stephanie waved to Cassandra in surprise, and the two older girls hugged the two younger girls.

After hugging and expressing their joy at seeing their companions, the four fled in a hurry towards the opposite direction of the palace, leaving no extra time for them to chat leisurely.

The little girl is very familiar with the nearby towns, "There is a dragon living on the higher mountain behind the palace, and the soldiers generally don't go there to search. If you run down to the remote towns of the kingdom, the soldiers will search harder. Small."

Stephanie and Cassandra glanced at each other, and they saw two Apriles. There must be a lot of Apriles in this dream.

The dragon, a classic character in adventure stories, doesn't sound like a passer-by in Ai Puli's dream.

There was treachery in Stephanie's eyes, which was a bad idea.She put her arms around Cassandra's shoulders, "Do you want to meet the legendary dragon?"

Cassandra and her have always had a tacit understanding, "Who do you want to know is the spoil that was captured by the dragon?"

Stephanie shrugged her shoulders, "I just wanted to save that poor man from the dragon out of good intentions, and that man won't blame me, right?"