[HP] If youth has an ageless face

September always reminded her of maple syrup, apple pie, and rich ink.

She went on to recall that autumn many, many years ago.At that time, her life was still like a blank sheet of paper, although fate had written an invisible draft on it.

"You got what the Dark Lord didn't get, Grandma," David told her as they parted on platform nine and three quarters, "guess what?"

"Ok?"

He hooked her neck and lowered his voice very low: "Eternal time."

"I haven't." She corrected, carefully folding her grandson's messy collar, "You've grown up, and so have I."

"You have! Your 'old' is different from other people's." Her grandson blinked and solemnly emphasized, and then asked, "Then do you know why time favors you?"

"why?"

He whispered next to her ear: "Because time has seen your most beautiful appearance."

"What are you whispering about?" Blaise asked while she was in a daze. "The train is about to leave."

"I won't tell you!" He blinked, quickly kissed grandma's cheek, and then swiftly jumped into the carriage amidst the sound of the train whistle.

"Don't make trouble in Hogwarts!" Blaise seized the time to add a few final warnings. David nodded helplessly, and quickly made faces at the rest of the family when his father turned his head.

When the train was moving, he poked his head out of the window and waved at her vigorously: "Can I tell my classmates that you are my grandma?"

While Blaise warned him to shut up with his eyes, the surrounding crowd were attracted by this sentence and cast curious glances at them.After a while, the surprised and excited steady whispers dispersed like a tide, and they turned their faces one after another, wanting to take a look at the twilight beauty.

But they were all disappointed.

She wasn't lucky enough to have the power to freeze time, but time did treat her extra tolerantly.When she was 20 years old, she was as bright as 20 years old, when she was 30 years old, she was as charming as 30 years old, and when she was 40 years old, she was as charming as 40 years old. Now, you can say that she is getting old, but you cannot say that she is no longer beautiful.

"You are still the same as before, you are the focus wherever you go." Blaise reached out and motioned for her to hold his arm, "Let's go, let's go home."

The family walked out of platform nine and three-quarters. At the exit, Edwin pulled his arms and let go: "Okay, Blaise, it's time to say goodbye."

"What?" Her son looked back in surprise.

"I'm going to catch a train here to Southampton, so we should part." Edwin looked at him, and it was said that he had inherited her exquisite features perfectly, but she could always see it in his face. In the shadow of his father, "You asked me a question many years ago, and I think it's time for me to answer it for you."

Blaise was still out of the situation, and when he heard her say that, he just asked blankly: "Mom?"

She gave Blaise what she had been holding between her elbows, a memorial book with "A&D" engraved on the cover: "I don't know who I loved, but in a long life, I often think of him. "

The stunned and dazed look on Blaise's face was something she expected.

So many people have come and gone from her life, and she has a story worth writing about with each of them, in which there are love and hate, sorrow and joy, the ending is either sad or silent, and finally it all belongs to the ending chapter.In the erotic legends that people have gradually spread outrageously, she is a thorny rose and a poisonous poppy. After so long, even she herself has gradually forgotten her original appearance.

"Maybe you don't understand, but you are the most expensive gift I've ever received in my life." Edwina was not used to being sensational, she didn't hug her son, but just looked at him.He has grown taller, and has passed the age of [-]. He is no longer the soft and fragile baby in the swaddle. "You are better than me. You are a good father... Your father will be proud of you."

"Where are you going?" Blaise didn't realize it until she walked a few steps. He stuffed the yearbook into the hand of his wife beside him, and was about to catch up with him.

She didn't look back, but told him with her back: This is a farewell.

As if in an instant, she disappeared into the vast crowd.Blaise stopped a little bewildered, he knew he didn't have to and couldn't go after him.But he wanted to tell her that he already knew the answer to that question.

The port of Southampton is full of ships of all kinds, and the majestic Norwegian Maiden folds up the trestle and prepares to set sail.Excited tourists either crowded at the stern to enjoy the beautiful sunset, or waved to those who came ashore to see them off.The captain had just announced that an alfresco dinner would begin shortly, and the waiters were distributing champagne and juices.

No one noticed a lone figure standing on the foredeck.As she gazed at English soil for the last time, it was like looking back at the story of her life.Her fingers gripped a small piece of Davidia involucrata wood.It was carved, long ago, by a new husband, on the star-studded mountains of Wales.

-The End-

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There are also three extra articles, which synthesize everyone's opinions and my ideas, which are the personal orientations of Haydn, Ethan, and Sylvia.

———The following are the bgm of the eight male protagonists——

Darren: MyPrayer

Matthew: Parachute

Haydn: Ich Lieb'DichImmerNochSoSehr

Chatillon: Etsitun'existaispas

Jacques: TheLastTimeISawYou

Ethan: Chasing All the Stars

Antonio: ForEverythingAReason

Christian: Immortal (by Marina and the Diamonds)

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