Following the small voice, he walked to a door. After hesitating for a moment, Christian gently opened a gap and looked in.But he was surprised to find that Edwina was sitting on the ground, playing with a bunch of roses and lilies.

"What are you doing?"

"It's you?" She raised her head and smiled at him, picking up a new ribbon from the ground, "Do you want to help?"

"what are you going to do?"

"I want to tie them into a flower ball." Only then did Christian realize that she was actually not good at handicrafts. After watching for a while, he finally stepped forward to give pointers:

"Don't squeeze the flowers so hard."

"You said it lightly."

Christian reluctantly reached out to hold her right hand to adjust her gesture of holding the flower, and then taught her how to thread the ribbon skillfully through the flower.

Edwin was amazed again and again: "Where did you learn this?"

"Because I have a sister," muttered Christian, realizing they were in the same position as if he was holding her in his arms.He hadn't forgotten the failed kiss a few days ago, and after realizing the ambiguity, he quietly distanced himself quite uncomfortably.

"You are really ingenious."

"Don't you have a brother too?"

"Things are different, let's not talk about it." As she shook her head, her long hair slid across his arm, and Christian felt a shudder.He settled down and talked about tomorrow's events:

"Will they come here to find me tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"Nabrace—"

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. I'll explain it to him." As soon as Edwina finished speaking, the two of them were startled by a strange rustling sound at the same time. When they turned their heads, they realized that it was a unicorn stealing roses .The way it sneaked its head through the balcony railing was so cute that the two couldn't help laughing for a while.

"You have been keeping it." Christian saw it from the window when he was "kidnapped" to the Zabini Manor last time. "I never asked: where did you get the unicorn?"

Edwin's smile faded a bit: "It's a gift."

He tactfully shut up, knowing who sent it without asking.

"You know what surprised me the most?"

Christian waited for her next words.

"The person I hated the most was not the worst one. I used to think that the perfect person also has many flaws." She stopped her hands and looked at the night sky outside the window with a little ecstasy. There is no absolute villain and there is no absolute villain, and now I understand the meaning of this sentence."

She leaned half in his arms, maintaining a posture close to hugging.The hair touched the skin around his neck from time to time, combined with the light fragrance on his body and the catkin he held, all these constituted an irresistible temptation for him to give up.

At this moment, Christian held his breath unconsciously as he looked at her profile that had been meticulously sculpted by Merlin.

"It's too late, don't tie it." She threw the bouquet aside, retracted her hand, and lightly stroked his palm with her fingertips, evoking a pang of itching, like a hint that could only be understood.

This made Christian's heart flutter, and he boldly tightened his arms and embraced her majestically.Edwina accepted it silently, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.

"It's called the Palace of Mirrors, and it was here that I held a dinner party for the first time as a hostess. Back then, I liked dancing all night, collecting jewels, and drinking peach liqueur." She spoke suddenly, her voice becoming ethereal, "For 20 years people have told my story by word of mouth, and tonight I realized that those times and those people were just memories."

Christian was speechless.A strange impulse prompted him to bow his head and kiss her earlobe lightly.She was still leaning docilely in his arms, so he kissed her forehead again, still without any hint of displeasure.After hesitating for a moment, he continued to kiss, very gently, showing hesitation and restraint because he was ready to stop at any time.

Finally, their lips met hesitantly.

A gust of cold night wind was blowing slowly, Christian didn't notice it at first, until he felt her trembling slightly, he opened his eyes with still interest.

"Cold?" He asked with concern, while holding her hand to try to give her some warmth, when he inadvertently looked at her face, Christian was surprised to find that her trembling was not caused by the night wind, but by heart--

There were thin tears in her eyes, but she was still smiling.

There was a chill in Christian's heart, and the charm just now dissipated.He wasn't sure why her tears came from, and he didn't know what she was thinking while he was thinking.

"No." She denied it with a smile, and then hastily turned her head to a place where Christian could not see, then raised her hand and wiped her eyes, as if to erase some kind of trace, "Antonio told me that before marrying your sister, Chatillon He once had the idea of ​​pursuing me. At that time, he hadn't seen me, but he had heard some gossip."

She was on the point, but Christian got it.So is that kiss just now an apology or compensation in disguise?He forced a smile: "At that time, he had already met Isabella. Even if he married you as he wished, he would not easily let go of his prey. You did nothing wrong. In fact, I should thank you for living otherwise his crimes would probably never have been revealed."

Edwin looked at him firmly: "Is this what you want to say?"

"Also, I'm sorry." Christian was finally able to say this, "If I had known the inside story, I would not have accepted the money that Antonio paid me."

"I'll give you back what you said just now." There were still tears on her cheeks, and tears welled up in her eyes again, "No one will easily let go of the prey they are eyeing. You are willing to come to me. Extra help. Besides, to put it a step further, it's not your fault."

Intuition told Christian that this was his last chance.Although he suspected that Edwinra had already seen his thoughts, he still hoped to say it himself.

"I came to you not only because of guilt or repentance." He finished speaking with difficulty. Although it was tactful, he looked at her full of longing, hoping she could understand.

"I know."

Christian was taken aback: "You know?"

"I'm not a fool." Edwin smiled tearfully, "I understood when I saw you."

A strange surprise mixed with embarrassment made him dizzy and his limbs go numb.Without giving him a chance to think, Edwin took his hand and led him to the middle of the ballroom.

"Dance with me."

Of course he will not refuse.So they spun around in the silent and empty ballroom, the moonlight shone on them, Christian stared at her deeply, only felt that she looked very light and ethereal in the light and shadow, but also extraordinarily ethereal, as if she would be like a shattered illusion in the next moment Usually disappear before his eyes.Christian couldn't help but clenched her hand, she seemed to sense what he was afraid of, stopped dancing and grabbed his hand and put it on her cheek: "Look, I'm real."

Christian held his breath.

"I'm right in front of you."

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Happy New Year Dakar~

I originally wanted to double-update today, but the result was sent out with one hand yesterday...

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