[Cinderella] Prince go away

Cinderella looked at the girls of the Smith family on the stage with some sympathy.

Maybe the girls on stage don't need her sympathy.

Cinderella thought.

Although she can't be called an insider—after all, she has only learned the violin for a few months, and she was taught by a lady from the Smith family—but this concert that even laymen find unbearable is organized by these girls. led by them.

In fact, with Cinderella's upbringing, using words like "unbearable" is already very serious.But if it was An Ti and Tana, they might use stronger words, such as... unsightly.

In fact, they did say so, but not with words, but with their own actions.

Obviously this is the first time for the twins to be invited to attend the Smith Family's concert, but they acted as if they had been invited for several years in a row. Not to mention that they were well-prepared, they even plugged their earplugs before the performance started, and even the last chance Not to the girls on stage.

Yes, the twins had already sentenced to death the girls who were "abandoned" by the family and only used as marriage tools before the concert started.

Cinderella looked at her right hand, which was still clenched into a fist, calmly. Since the beginning of the performance, her right hand has maintained this unnatural posture.Although the soft but not smooth cotton was not sticky, the right hand that was always clenched to prevent Mrs. Rebecca from finding out felt a little sore.

Cinderella didn't know what to do with the earplugs.

Maybe it's a good way to stuff these two balls of cotton that are about to be crushed into her handbag, but Cinderella can't guarantee whether Anti and Mrs. Rebecca, who are sitting on both sides of her, will notice her little trick.

Although I feel a little sorry for the kindness of An Ti's sister, even if she really can't stand the music of those girls, Cinderella's upbringing does not allow her to stuff cotton into her ears.

She still remembers her mother telling herself that no matter how much she dislikes or accepts other people's performances, she must never disrespect them.

Although Cinderella doesn't feel that her current behavior can be called respectful, but...

Cinderella looked at her left side—Anti, who brought earplugs for herself and her sisters, was still sitting so straight—just like when she was drawing, but her eyes were closed tightly .

It seemed that the girls in the stands could feel how bad the concert would be with just one glance.

As for Tana, who was sitting on the left side of Antioch... her head was slightly tilted to the right. From Cinderella's point of view, it could even be said to be drooping, and her body seemed to be tilted a bit.Her back and shoulders are much more relaxed than her sister An Ti's. If you don't look at it from a positive perspective, you might think that she is sticking to An Ti's body and chatting with him in a low voice.

But in fact it is...

(Sister Tana must be asleep.)

Although the lights in the living room have been turned off except above the stage, Cinderella, relying on the only light source and seeing the steady rise and fall of Tana's chest, deduced that her second sister should have fallen into a deep sleep.

(It seems that the effect of this cotton is indeed good.)

Cinderella sighed silently, then quickly glanced to her right side, but not as carefully as she had looked at the twins before.

She just needs to confirm that Mrs. Rebecca's attention is indeed not on her, Cinderella thought, if she stares at it for too long, she will definitely notice it.

Although I don't know why, Cinderella doesn't feel that she will be as lucky as that time every time.

Yes, she was talking about the time at her mother's grave half a month ago.

After confirming that Rebecca's attention was indeed on the stage, Cinderella opened the handbag in the dark while thinking about the incident that happened half a month ago, and quickly stuffed the cotton into it. In the handbag with nothing in it, finally close the handbag.

The movements are so fluent that even Cinderella himself finds it a bit incredible.

Although there was a "click" sound when the handbag was closed-to Cinderella's ears, this sound seemed to happen right next to her ears-but to the entire venue, or even just the people around her, it was not at all. A piece of cake.

Because just now, the girl playing the violin on the stage made a tragic high note because of a hand mistake.

—just enough to cover the sound of the bag closing.

The girl seemed to understand the effect of her mistake, showing annoyed look, but the movement in her hand did not stop for a moment; while the others still played the song as if nothing happened. The already fragmented ensemble continued.

It's as if something like this happens quite often.

And this kind of accident (Cinderella thinks this is enough to be called an accident) although it did not improve their skills, but everyone has practiced the ability to stay calm, which can be regarded as something special.

After this fragmented ensemble, there were no similar mistakes, but even if there were no mistakes, the ensemble ended without any improvement.

The thunderous applause started before the last note was over, and then ended quickly, which was completely different from the first ensemble - if nothing unexpected happened, Cinderella thought that this situation would happen almost every time thereafter. One played, until the final ensemble.

(Sister Tana may not be exaggerating when she said it was difficult.)

After watching the ensemble, only one violin solo was left on the stage. Cinderella listened to the girl's performance and began to empty her mind.

For example, I studied the girl's dress and saw what the light yellow || color could remind me of; or observed the wallpaper on the wall behind the girl, and began to study what the pattern on the wallpaper was.

(...Short-tailed cats, fold-eared cats, short-haired cats, Ragdoll cats...)

I don't know how long it took, but when Cinderella started to think about the types of cats she knew in her heart, the living room was bright again with the applause that was heard for the first time.

The sudden bright light made Cinderella, who had been distracted until just now, feel a little uncomfortable. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and even stretched out her hand to cover her eyes. It took a while to get used to the current brightness.

"What's going on here?"

Tana recalled with a slightly hoarse voice when Cinderella lowered her hand, her wrinkled face was almost crumpled, as if she hadn’t adapted to the suddenly lit environment; and in her voice, it was With heavy drowsiness, it seemed that without this light, she could still sleep for a while.

"now is our recess time."

It was Rebecca who answered instead of Anti who was dozing off and Cinderella who was distracted.

Her tone was calm and very calm, as calm as usual, as if she didn't know that the three daughters avoided the performance just now in their own ways.

"Eh? Mom, what did you say?"

But Tana didn't immediately get her mother's answer at a normal volume. She blinked and asked loudly.Fortunately, now that the performance is over and the social time has resumed (in Cinderella's eyes, this is indeed a social time), people around are talking, so Tana's behavior did not attract the attention of others.

Cinderella was stunned for a while, and even An Ti was a little stunned, and finally both of them looked at Tana in a dazed way——

"Stupid Tana! You forgot to take the earplugs out!"

An Ti, who took off the earplugs when the light came on, clenched his right hand, and then used his left hand to remove the cotton stuffed by Tana in his right ear, and then shouted into her ear——but cautiously Control it to the extent that it won't draw attention from others.

It's just that even if An Ti controlled the volume, Tana still got a little tinnitus from An Ti's yelling. She looked at her twin sister dissatisfied, and when she was about to fight back, she noticed Rebecca's eyes on the other side.

"Mom..." She glared at An Ti, who had also noticed Rebecca's existence, and then said aggrievedly to Rebecca, but she didn't know what to say.

But this time, Rebecca, who had paid special attention to the education of her daughters after marrying the Marquis of Gutenberg, did not reprimand them.

An Ti and Tana guessed that this might be because their mother felt that "educating their children in other people's homes is really not very good-looking", but they immediately found that there was no dissatisfaction in Rebecca's gaze and expression , just a little helpless.

(Could it be that she acquiesced?)

The twins and Cinderella looked at each other, shocked by Rebecca's silence, but also understood.

—Probably because Rebecca also felt that the performance was unpleasant.

But because she is an adult and has the status of a marquise, Rebecca can't show any disrespect—but if it's a child, it doesn't matter, as long as she doesn't get discovered, it's fine.

Although occasionally I feel that An Ti and Tana's education is a problem, but in fact Rebecca still loves her children very much.

Regarding Rebecca's thoughts, Cinderella guessed a lot, but she quickly realized another problem.

"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom first."

She said something to her sister and Rebecca, got up and was about to leave - although she didn't know the exact location of the bathroom, she just had to ask the waiter in the mansion.

The twins bid her farewell silently, perhaps because their mother acquiesced in their actions, and the twins were in a surprisingly good mood at this time; but Rebecca stopped Cinderella who was about to leave without any warning.

"Cinderella."

Cinderella paused slightly before she stepped forward, then turned around and looked at her stepmother, wondering if she had anything else to tell her.

"I remember that the Smith family's garden seems to be well-manicured, and I saw that the lights there seemed to be still on just now."

Rebecca didn't say anything else, but unexpectedly mentioned something irrelevant, and even while speaking, motioned Cinderella to look out through the lace curtain.

"You have been sitting in the house for a long time, if you feel stuffy, you can go out to get some air, just remember to bring your shawl and be careful not to catch a cold," she said, handing her the shawl that Cinderella put on the seat, and then He glanced at the wall clock beside him again, "The second half of the performance is about to start, you should go quickly."

Cinderella nodded blankly and left, and then she looked at the shawl she just subconsciously took...

(Did Madam tell me to go to the garden to avoid the second half of the show?)

Although confused about Rebecca's intentions, Cinderella went anyway.

Perhaps, as Rebecca said, she sat in this room for too long. The uneasy environment and the percussive music made her feel dull as she was not used to such a place. .

Although there is a slight temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, in this season, Cinderella felt that adding a shawl to the dress would be enough.

The night was dark and the moon was dim. Although there were still many lights, it would be wishful thinking if Cinderella wanted to take a closer look at the courtyard of the Smith family.Fortunately, Cinderella didn't come here with the intention of viewing the courtyard from the very beginning, so she just strolled on the soft lawn, feeling the tranquility outside.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

To Cinderella's surprise, there were other people in the courtyard.

Five or six children around the age of seven or eight ran past in groups. The leading little boy was the first to discover the existence of Cinderella. He roared loudly and rudely, and then led the children behind him to run quickly. over, and then—

He knocked Cinderella, who was only watching the night, to the ground.

Maybe they didn't notice it, or maybe no one cared, none of the children stopped, just continued their |||walking, and disappeared into the night after a while.

"Are you all right, lady."

Cinderella, who fell down on the lawn, rubbed her ankle in pain. Just as she was trying to stand up, a hand with a white glove was stretched out in front of her in good time.

"Can you still get up?"

Cinderella looked up along that hand, and before she saw the other's face clearly, her gaze had already crashed into the other's eyes first.

It was a pair of blue eyes.

It is clearer than the sea and brighter than crystal, just like a clear sky without any clouds, which makes people feel comfortable.

In this moonlight, it seems to be dyed with a little, maybe not just a little softness.

Just as Cinderella was paying attention to the man—or his eyes, the other party was also observing Cinderella; perhaps the man's eyes were really too attractive, and Cinderella ignored the brief moment when the other party saw her. surprise.

But when Cinderella started to observe the man's face, she happened to meet his slightly raised smile, although it was weak, but actually it could be called just right.

"May I have the honor to hold your hand, miss."

Cinderella didn't notice that the man had changed his name. She blushed and lowered her head. While retracting her gaze, she also handed her hand to the man's.

"Excuse me, sir."