[HP] If youth has an ageless face

Declining Brace and Pansy's persuasion, Edwin moved back to the house with Joaquin in the outer suburbs of London.

The lemon tree that Jacques and Blaise planted together has produced fruit for several seasons.It was barely as tall as Blaise when she moved out of here, but now it provides shade for her.

She bent down to pick up a ripe and fallen lemon, suddenly feeling melancholy because of the passing of time.

A few days after that, Edwinla took pains to repair the garden. She buried the flower seeds she brought back from Denmark into the flower garden, and went to buy a few saplings for planting.She tends her garden meticulously, polishing every gem as carefully as before.

Before, she never thought that one day she would live such an idyllic life.Edwina reflected on the past, and besides endless banquets and endless compliments, she couldn't find anything more substantive.She wasn't belittling those old memories.In fact, she still lives the way she used to.Whether it's exquisite tea and exquisite clothing, she was keen to study in the past, and she is still interested in it now.

However, I don't know when, she gradually began to fade out of people's sight.Edwin stopped trimming the bushes and thought for a moment.As if it happened suddenly, she began to get tired of people's eyes, and she was no longer willing to play the role of focus.The life of stars and moons that once made her happy seems to suddenly overwhelm her.

She attributes this major change to aging.Edwina sighed, raised the gardening scissors and continued to trim the messy branches.Time does not damage her appearance, even if her age is gone, she can still easily grab the attention of others.Yet her aging began at the bottom of her heart, and Edwina knew all too well that events in the past had driven her soul into old age before her skin.

Instead, she laughed, showing both relief and resignation.Edwin cut off the last branch with a "click", at this moment, she heard a familiar laugh.

"Why are you here today?" Edwin turned his head back indifferently, Blaise was standing outside the courtyard gate, but there was a figure at his feet who was trying to tiptoe over the fence to look in, "David? ’ She deepened her smile and opened the door to beckon them in.

David still had a look of disbelief on his little face.She smiled unconsciously:

"what happened?"

"Probably a little bit disillusioned." Blaise teased, "David clamored to see you, so I came with him."

"Really?" Edwin was very surprised, she took David's hand, "You miss me?"

David smiled embarrassedly, and then took the initiative to tell her: "Dad said that you can grow beautiful flowers. You made the dried flower bags and scented tea that were sent to us every autumn."

"He doesn't believe it." Blaise unceremoniously exposed Davis' old background, "He doesn't believe that the princess would do such things as digging and watering."

"Princess?" Edwina repeated, and then laughed. "I'm not a princess, David."

"No, you are," insisted David. "I saw you in a storybook."

"It's a Muggle fairy tale book, and David thinks you look a lot like the heroine in it," Blaise explained.

"There's no princess like me. I'm obviously an old witch living in the forest." Edwin threatened David, "I specialize in catching naughty kids like you."

"Then will you give me candy after you capture me?" David asked back with a smile.

"Of course I will." Edwin pushed the door open, "What do you want to eat? Honey candy? Gingerbread? Chocolate? Or ice cream?"

Blaise followed behind them, vaguely remembering that when he was a child, Edwin always seemed to ask him this way——

"What would you like to eat tomorrow morning? Pie? Bread? Donuts? Cereal?"

or--

"What would you like to play, Blaise? Broomsticks? Gobstones? Poker? Chess?"

After he grew up and became a father and husband, Blaise realized slowly that Edwin La was actually a good mother. Although she made many mistakes due to inexperience and negligence, at least she was trying to play the role. Good for her role.

Since when did things change?Blaise's gaze drifted involuntarily to the stairs.It was the day when his impromptu act caused an irreparable rift in their relationship.

"Where are you in a daze?" Edwin called him, "Look—"

Following the direction she pointed, Blaise saw David: he actually climbed up a tree. After seeing Blaise's astonished expression, David grinned and boldly continued to climb up the tree trunk.

"Do you remember this tree?" Edwin pulled the teacup to him, Blaise blew on the hot tea, a little flustered:

"remember."

"Time flies, doesn't it?" She looked back at him, "You're going to be a middle-aged man in a blink of an eye."

"I'm not." Blaise felt devastated. "Mom, I'm not even 30 yet."

"Treasure the present. After David and the others go to school one by one, you will feel that time flies by. Several years will pass in the blink of an eye, and there is no room for waste."

Edwin Laming obviously didn't say anything, but the overwhelming sense of guilt came over his head, making Blaise almost out of breath.

"Are you okay?" She sensed something was wrong, and put the teacup on the windowsill casually, "Are you worried?"

"I'm sorry for him," Blaise blurted out, "and I'm sorry for you."

Her smile faded a bit: "Are you talking about Jacques?" Seeing that Blaise was silent, she continued, "He was very sad, but he never blamed you, and even persuaded me to reconcile with you. Blaise , I think you should be able to understand now that even if he doesn't treat you 100% as his own, he really wants to get along with you."

"I'm sorry." Blaise took a deep breath, "I'm afraid, and also...a little bit jealous—I'm afraid you'll stop caring about me if you have other kids. Maybe you'll be a family and I'll just be... ..."

"A nuisance," she continued. "They said that to you, didn't they? I know those women. They're always gossips, they love to stir things up, to stir up trouble, but I didn't expect them to do that to an innocent man." My children gossip. The result of my negligence is that we all paid a heavy price."

"Actually, I don't mind having younger siblings, but I—I don't know if you will be partial, especially Joaquin. Sorry, I shouldn't have said that. But what I thought at the time was: When he has his own children Afterwards, what should I do if you are more and more like a family and I am just an outsider."

"I understand. Like you said, maybe I will be biased, maybe you will be even more unhappy." David waved to them condescendingly, Edwin pulled him with a smile, but said in his mouth, "But I will never will know the answer because I will never have another child."

Blaise was momentarily at a loss for words: "...Did you ever hate me, Mom?"

Edwina glanced at him and didn't answer, as if he thought it was an extremely stupid question.At this moment David burst into the living room, holding aloft a lemon he had picked, begging Edwin to make it into a jug of lemonade.The conversation was interrupted, Blaise watched them busy in the kitchen, he sat alone in the living room, accidentally saw the lemon tree.

It is said that the past is like smoke, but he feels that letting go of the past is an extremely difficult thing.

Maybe it was because the day was so pleasant, and when they said goodbye in the evening, David refused to obediently go with Blaise anyway, and he wanted to stay and live with Edwin La.

Blaise was so disturbed by him that he let go at one point: "Why don't you live here for a few days now?"

"Not today, David." Edwin pulled extremely firmly, "You haven't obtained your mother's consent yet."

"I want to stay." David was so wronged, his eyes were red.Blaise felt a little distressed:

"It's the same when I come to pick him up on weekends." He added in a low voice, "Elizabeth is still too young, and Aaron is too naughty. During this time, David was a little ignored."

"That's not okay." Edwin pulled David's head, "If your mother agrees, you can come to my place again tomorrow. But if you just stay like this, she will be sad." She looked at Bray "Pencey is not only David's mother, but also your wife, Mrs. Zabini, rightfully so, and her opinion matters, you understand?"

Blaise sighed, trying to say that Pansy wouldn't mind.But after thinking about it, Edwina's words made sense.

"I know that it is not easy for you to take care of three children, and children are also easily affected by the emotions of their parents. If necessary, I am willing to help you take care of David, provided that your family has to reach an agreement." Edwin pulled again After a while, David finally asked them out with a tough attitude and no doubts, "The role of parents is irreplaceable, Blaise, you must be aware of this."

The next day, when Edwina was tending the flowers and plants, someone knocked on the front yard door again.

It's David.

But this time it wasn't Blaise who brought him here, it was Pansy.She was also carrying a small suitcase, and Edwina guessed what was in it as soon as he saw it.

"David likes you very much," said Pansy, as David told her the new good news with cheers. "I'd like to live with you. He'll probably be happier. You should know that too. Blaise and I really don't have enough energy to take care of the three kids." She pointed to the swing in the yard, smiling, "And it would allow him to share some childhood memories with his dad."

Edwina carefully examined her expression and found no displeasure in it.

"I didn't grow up in a warm family," Pansy explained with a shy smile, noticing her scrutiny, "so I want my children to have a happy childhood."

At this time, David had climbed on the swing, and while swinging high, he laughed and shouted: "I'm going to fly! Do you see? I'm going to touch that cloud."