[Cinderella] Prince go away

That night, Cinderella had a dream.

The protagonists in the dream were three young girls. Although she couldn't see their faces clearly or hear what they were talking about, Cinderella was inexplicably sure that the other party should be about the same age as her.

With the green grass as the canvas and the blue and white clouds as the background, the three girls were playing and playing like this, looking extraordinarily carefree; occasionally they seemed to talk about some interesting topic, and the three of them stood together again. They laughed together.

The breeze blows through the shadows of the trees, and this picture-like scene is so warm.

But when Cinderella woke up from this inexplicable but extremely beautiful dream, she found that it was not a smile that was imprinted on her face.

Cinderella lay on the bed and looked at the top of the bed curtain. Feeling the dryness of her cheeks, she subconsciously reached out to rub her hands, but what her fingertips touched was not the smooth skin, but the dry tears left on it.

She did not forget the scenes in the dream after waking up. On the contrary, Cinderella even had a sense of reality that she had personally experienced.

However, what the warm picture left to me was not a happy afterimage, but a feeling that penetrated deeply into my heart and seemed to be called a feeling of loss.

Even Cinderella herself didn't expect that she would be affected by a dream without any reason - such a thing had never happened in the past, and she never thought that this kind of thing would happen to herself.

"It's really strange, what's wrong with me recently."

She murmured softly, as if she had discovered that she had been a little out of order recently.

It seems that from the day her father told her to find a new mother for herself, she often had some inexplicable emotions that she didn't understand.

I had a strange affection for a woman whom I had never met before, and even heard her name for the first time; resistance to the word marriage—yes, it was not shyness but resistance, Cinderella knew it very well; even yesterday when she saw From the first sight of the lady, she felt that the other party was so familiar and kind, which extended her sense of identity.

it's wired.

It's so strange to be like this.

Cinderella gradually became sober in her thinking, she blinked, and was surprised to find that her eyes were filled with tears since she didn't know when.

She hastily reached out to wipe it away, but there were more tears than she expected. Just wiping them with her fingers was useless. It's all soaked.

This was probably the hardest time she cried since her mother died.

she thinks.

But in fact, this is not crying, it can only be called tears.

During the whole process just now, she didn't have any reason to feel sad and angry in her heart, but the tears just couldn't stop.

Cinderella thought about it carefully, and also had some doubts whether it was because Mrs. Rebecca's arrival reminded herself of her deceased mother—she did have such a reason.

But these years, she has always kept in mind her mother's words before she died, except for the day when she turned into a star in the sky, she has never cried for anything after that, and has always maintained the optimistic look her mother hoped for.

Then why is she crying?

Because don't want the arrival of a new mother and her daughters?

But she was not dissatisfied with them, she even liked Mrs. Rebecca very much.

Cinderella couldn't get the answer, but she suddenly thought of something, and then got up and changed quickly.

Although she didn't cry because she didn't welcome the new family member, she couldn't guarantee that others would think wildly after seeing her eyes that might have been swollen from crying, and ended up embarrassing even the happy father and his new family members. .

Putting on her dress in a hurry, Cinderella ran to the dressing table, looked at her face in the mirror for a long time, and repeatedly confirmed that her eyes were not red and swollen, her expression looked normal, and she would never be fooled by other people. After seeing the strangeness, he left the room with peace of mind.

It wasn't long before the sky, which had already struggled out of the black color, was a little warm.

In fact, Cinderella has always been used to getting up early—the days when she would wake up later than her father can be said to be one of the few in these years, not to mention that today she woke up a long time earlier because of that strange dream.

So even if she dawdled on the bed and in front of the mirror for a while, the only people who had woken up in the mansion at this time were the servants who had already started working.

After seeing Cinderella, the maids and servants who were busy in the corridor and living room were not surprised that she appeared at this time, they just greeted Cinderella with a more enthusiastic but caring voice than usual.

"Good morning, Miss Cinderella."

If it hadn't been for repeated checks just now, Cinderella would almost suspect that her eyes that had just cried had been exposed.

But she also understands that these are almost what the servants who watched her grow up are worried about—after all, her stepmother just moved in yesterday, and she also brought two older sisters who are similar in age to her, and they will worry about their emotions. normal.

Cinderella couldn't say clearly that she was fine and asked them not to worry, but in the end she just responded to them one by one with an ordinary smile, "Good morning."

After leaving her room and going downstairs, Cinderella didn't go directly to the dining room—after living in this family for so many years, she naturally understood that it was too early to have breakfast when her father hadn't woken up yet.

Usually, if she wakes up too early, she will go to the living room to sit and read a book for a while; or go to the garden for a walk, looking after the flowers and plants exposed to the morning light.

It's just that because of the cold weather in recent months, after being persuaded by her father a few times, she has only been active in the living room.

But today...

Cinderella didn't think too long, and decided to take a long-lost morning walk.

In fact, Cinderella knows very well that the early mornings in winter are not as beautiful as in other seasons: the sky is gray for nine out of ten days, and occasionally there is a thick layer of lead-colored clouds, and occasionally it is even more difficult to see when it is foggy. Distant scenery.

Even if the sky is clear, the air is still chilly, and it is hard to imagine that such a bright and dazzling sun can not bring the slightest warmth to people.

Besides that, not to mention the whistling sound of the wind, the bare tree branches trembling due to the ravages of the cold wind, and even the tenacious and vibrant grass is full of mess.

This kind of scenery will not bring people emotions other than depression and desolation.

But it couldn't add any strokes to Cinderella's dazed state of mind at this time.

Accompanied by the chirping of unknown birds, Cinderella strolled in the very familiar but stained gray courtyard.

Under the care of the maid, the few poultry in the house have already started to enjoy their breakfast. The constant lifting and lowering of the pecking movements is the only vitality in the courtyard.

Cinderella's lips were finally stained with a little smile.

She was about to walk to the side of the fat goose, when suddenly two white shadows flew from afar, and finally landed at her feet with the sound of flapping wings. Generally, he kept rubbing his head against her skirt.

"I didn't bring anything to eat today."

Cinderella squatted down, stretched out her hand and gently stroked their heads.

The pair of white pigeons are the ones guarding her mother's tombstone, but they occasionally appear in the courtyard. Cinderella has seen them a few times, and only thinks that they are here to look for food—but the interesting thing is that this The white pigeon never dared to snatch food from the mouth of the fat goose over there. It was probably the aftereffect of being chased for a long time after snatching food for the first time.

It was obviously white pigeons, but they were chased by fat geese for a long time. Cinderella, who had witnessed that scene, still couldn't figure out why the two pigeons didn't fly away.

Could it be that you are full?

"Run out early in the morning without a coat on."

Just when Cinderella was trying to get the answer to the puzzle from them again, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared from behind her. Just as she was about to turn around, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders, followed by It is a warmer existence than the sunlight at this time.

"Be careful of catching a cold."

Rebecca, who did not know when she came, stood obliquely behind Cinderella and said, her hands were pressed on her shoulders through a heavy coat. The gentle tone and smile with deep concern echoed in Cinderella. Before she felt flustered, she had calmed down her emotions.

"Thank you," Cinderella thanked her stepmother shyly, and then seemed to remember something, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Now her father usually wakes up a little earlier. She thought that the new mother would definitely wake up later today after yesterday's hard work, but she didn't want to appear here at this time.

Rebecca gently stroked Cinderella's long golden-brown hair, "I just thought of something and couldn't sleep."

After seeing Cinderella yesterday, it brought back too many memories for her, and even made her dream about things that hadn't been seen for a long time.

Rebecca never thought that she had forgotten those things long ago, and those were the existences that she regarded as treasures until now, but she never thought that she would remember those things so suddenly and without warning.

No, it's not without symptoms.

Rebecca looked at Cinderella's face and thought.

— On the contrary, she should have been prepared long ago.