[HP] If youth has an ageless face

Edwinra decided to put aside the grievances with the Zabini family for a while, and now she believed in another thing: Ethan's brain was wrong.

Why did he want to marry Mrs. Lopez, a young man in his prime and not short of money?First of all, her past romantic affairs should be very shameful in the eyes of their pure-blood family; secondly, at her age, it is almost impossible to give birth to children. Could it be that Ethan is really willing to give up all the family property to himself? The lineage of the cousin?In the end, it was only about two months since Mrs. Lopez returned to England and they got engaged. Don't say that Ethan fell in love with her at first sight, no one would believe it!

Edwin did not continue to inquire about the details and follow-up of this gossip.After the spring social period, she gradually became idle, and then she noticed a strange thing—it seemed that Uriah hadn't written a letter for a long time.

Of course, it seemed she hadn't written to him for some time.Annoyed, Edwin pulled out Uriah's last letter, which was still dated in early February.The letter didn't say anything special, just told her that everything was fine.

What do you mean by everything is fine?

It seems that after the geographical distance between them became distant, the relationship faded at an alarming rate.Not saying it wasn't sad, but Edwina understood rationally that it was inevitable.

She didn't complain about it to anyone, but wrote an equally terse and polite letter and sent it off.

Maybe one day, she and Uriah will lose contact completely.Then he will become the relative of the star player she said settled in Canada, and Ulea may also mention her to his children and grandchildren, with the same flat tone and unfamiliar words.

After replying to the letter, Edwinra quickly forgot Uriah, and when the weather in England became hotter, the family set off for Egypt for vacation.

The landscape of Egypt is completely different from that of England, and what bothers Edwin La is the over-enthusiastic sunshine here.She didn't want to go to the desert to see the pyramids under the scorching sun, so when Haydn took Blaise and followed the guide towards a "Wizard Pyramid", she stayed in the city and went shopping in the market.

"What is this?" When she passed a stall, she found many people gathered there, and there was a witch in the central area muttering words, holding a handful of sand and throwing it towards the array on the ground.

"Divination." A local wizard who can speak English told her, "Egyptian ancient sand divination."

At this moment, the witch suddenly raised her head to look at her, and muttered a series of words.

"She said that she would be very happy to divination for guests who came from afar." The wizard translated, "Shazhan can drive away the demons lurking around you—"

The witch suddenly walked straight towards her, and before Edwina could react, the witch had already grabbed her hand while muttering something in a low voice.

"What is she saying?"

As if to answer her, the witch suddenly let go of her hand, knelt down facing the east with a plop, chanted something she couldn't understand, and kept touching the ground with her forehead.

Edwina was taken aback, and what was even more frightening was that all the wizards onlookers turned to her, chattering about something after looking at her.

"What's going on here?" She grabbed the wizard who was the interpreter earlier. The latter looked very embarrassed. He tried to pull back his sleeve while explaining hastily:

"She can't see your future, there is something on you that covers her third eye." After speaking, he shook her off like a god of plague.

Those unpredictable gazes made her a little uneasy, coupled with this mysterious and mysterious sand divination technique... "There is something on me that covers your third eye? It must not be a devil." She said loudly in English, digging out Put a little bit of money in the box in front of her booth, "Based on my experience, it must be that the gods of Egypt don't bother to divination the future for me, a layman."

She bowed deeply to the array on the ground again.

They may not have understood her words, but her strange behavior made them all stunned for a moment.Taking advantage of this short few seconds, Edwina turned around and ran without hesitation, successfully blending into the passing crowd in the blink of an eye.

In the evening, she told Haydn the story.

"Do you think the sand divination technique is accurate?"

"I only know that you probably met a scammer." Haydn said, "You are very lucky. Ordinary tourists will end up being forced to pay for 'exorcism'."

"I feel something is wrong when I look at that babbling look." She smugly showed off, "First you say you are happy to divination for foreign friends, and the next second you say that my fate is miserable, who will believe it! Luckily I'm fast—am I smart?"

"Yes." Haydn smiled, and handed her the roasted marshmallow.

"Did you have fun?"

"It's not bad. It's a pity you didn't go. The pyramid is more spectacular than I thought." Blaise was put to sleep in a hammock beside him, and the two of them sat around the campfire. "However, Blaise was visiting an altar. Fell asleep."

Edwinla couldn't help laughing loudly: "As expected of my own son, you see, he is as disrespectful to gods as I am."

"Hush! Be careful to offend Pharaoh."

"Nervous!" She rolled her eyes and raised her hand to hit Haydn. He grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it over to fight back. Edwin took a mouthful of sand unexpectedly, "Haydn, you are looking for a hit! It got in my eye."

Haydn hastily brushed off the sand on his hands: "Don't rub—you!"

As soon as he approached, Edwin pulled out his hand and wiped his face: "Do you like it?"

"What is this?" Haydn tore off the thing she had pressed on just now, this suspicious, sticky unknown object still had a smell.

"Roasted marshmallow." Edwin almost burst into tears from laughter.Seeing that Haydn was trying to catch her, she jumped up and ran, and the two of them were arguing and woke Blaise up. He stretched himself in the hammock, turned over and fell asleep again as if he hadn't heard of it.

"Did you see it?" Haydn finally caught her, "Bryce is used to this."

"Shut up, what does he know at such a young age." Edwin La reprimanded half-truly, they stopped fighting and went back to sit by the campfire, Haydn talked to her about the itinerary for the next few days, Edwin La He listened to each other, concentrating on getting the remaining grains of sand off his face.

What she won't say is: For a moment, she feels that this kind of life is also very good.