[HP] If youth has an ageless face

"Good morning, Madame Zabini."

"There are freshly baked croissants here."

Her appearance attracted the attention of everyone on the main street, and Edwina greeted the familiar shopkeepers while passing by.People stopped what they were doing unconsciously, and watched the beautiful shadow disappear at the entrance of the flower shop. It was not until several seconds later that they came back to their senses, and each went about his own business.

This has been the case for a long time.Copenhagen has been inundated with rumors since Mr Christian Byrne brought back a mysterious new love from England a decade ago.The "generously giving away all the ex-girlfriends" has long been an old news that people don't bother to mention. A few days after Mr. Byrne came back with his new girlfriend, her identity was exposed by troublemakers—— It turned out to be the famous Black Widow!

Edwinla has never set foot on the land of Denmark, but this does not prevent the rumors about her from becoming one of the topics of conversation among the Danes after dinner.At first, the citizens of Copenhagen harbored a secret hostility towards this beauty, and many even made private bets to guess how long Christian would have.After gradually learning that they were not married, people gradually turned from hostility to curiosity.Needless to say what happened after that, they gradually fell in love with her unique charm of invincibility-even though they didn't want to admit it-and accepted her generously.

Ten years have passed, Christian is still alive and well, and Edwina has gradually integrated into the city.

At this moment, she did not notice the brief commotion caused by her presence.On the contrary, the gloomy weather of the day reminded her of England as she walked restlessly down Main Street.The noisy streets, the long ringing bells and the bustling shops did not immerse her in the surrounding environment, but recalled the past years irresistibly.Many irrelevant and fragmented memories jumped out clearly and smoothly, and were active at the sensitive end of the nerves, which made her feel deeply troubled.

"Good morning, Mrs. Zabini." Eric came after him. "Where are you going?"

"Go to the flower shop to buy some flowers." Edwin pulled himself together and replied with a smile.Eric was an old friend of Christian's, and the two had been neighbors until they moved to a more secluded mansion a few years ago.

"Are you having a dinner party?"

"No," Edwinra said, "I just wanted to buy some flowers myself."

Eric's surprised eyes showed that he didn't understand her behavior today. He shook his head and sent an invitation instead: "In that case, can you and Christian come to the banquet that my family will hold in a week's time?"

"It depends. See how Christian recovers."

She said goodbye to Eric at the fork in the road, but when she was about to cross the road, she accidentally saw her reflection in the window on the street.Edwin was stunned for a moment, and simply moved closer.She was not unbeautiful, even to the most critical eyes.Time had left some traces, of course, but not so many that they could mar her face.Of course, her clothes have changed subtly from before.On the one hand, it is due to the growth of age; on the other hand, because she seldom attends banquets nowadays, many gorgeous costumes, including those exquisite jewelry, are useless.

In fact, Edwina suddenly had a strange feeling, feeling like a puppet being manipulated, no one understood her, and no one was willing to try to understand her.This idea has been haunting her mind occasionally since a long time ago, but as time goes by, the frequency of it popping up has suddenly increased significantly recently.Edwinla wishfully thought it was due to the approaching winter in Denmark, and the gloomy weather would always make her feel bad... But when she turned her eyes from the window and walked across the road with the crowd, she felt again Something had been ripped out of the heart.

illusion.illusion.She warned herself so, pushing open the door of the flower shop.

The hostess of the florist immediately rushed forward to greet her.Edwina closed his eyes and sniffed a bunch of fresh lilacs, then looked at the irises and roses that had just arrived, the tense expression on his face finally relaxed, showing a slight smile.

"Why are you free to come here today?"

"I just want to buy some flowers myself." Edwin La still replied like this.

"I understand." The hostess said very considerately, "Women are like this. A strange idea or a strange impulse will pop up every now and then, and they will not stop until they achieve their goals."

"Otherwise there will be something missing in my heart."

"That's it!"

With the support of another person, Edwinla was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.They walked from one vase to another, picking flowers.The pleasant fragrance in the flower shop made her laugh unconsciously, and her tone gradually became lighter.Finally, when she walked out of the flower shop with a bouquet of sweet peas and carnations, she had forgotten what was bothering her just now.

The pleasure reached its climax as she stepped through the door of her own home.

"Sir has gone to polish your jewellery," said the maid as she closed the door.Edwina couldn't help but smile sweetly, this is Christian, he always takes care of some trivial and easily overlooked little things for her thoughtfully.For example, jewelry polishing, she just complained casually a few days ago, who knew he remembered it in his heart, and even went to the jewelry store that they trusted very much 10 minutes away. A charm does too.

Edwin put the flowers on the dining table and read today's letters in a great mood.On the top was a small card, which Edwina picked up casually. At this moment, the maid came over and wanted to explain to her:

"Ma'am, this is Bruce..."

Edwin pulls over the card: Ms. Bruce wants to know if Mr. Byrne can join her for lunch tomorrow.

If she remembered correctly, she seemed to be one of Christian's ex-girlfriends, right?

"It's okay, just put it here." Edwin pulled the card back to its original place.The maid understood what she meant, and while answering, she was thinking idly whether it was trust or temptation.

When Edwin pulled the second letter, the door of the front yard rang.She motioned for the maid to bring Christian's favorite tea, and greeted her: "The therapist said you are not fit to walk yet."

Christian put his cane on the ground, sighed, raised his left leg with plaster with difficulty, and looked at Edwina with pitiful eyes.

This confrontation did not last long.He watched the unsteady angry expression on her face disintegrate, and then she let out an "ah", ran down the steps and took his arm, and reprimanded in a reproachful tone: "You are always like this!"