Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

April, of course, had no idea of ​​Stral's various evil intentions, and now she was preparing for the adventure in the evening.

Every girl who considers herself rebellious has probably read Gothic novels.

She felt she was taking a risk.

Think about it.

In an ancient and magnificent castle.

You have to sneak past countless guards and sneak into a forbidden area without being noticed.

What an exciting thing!

It's a pity that April doesn't have a black riding suit, otherwise it would be more interesting.

But of course it is impossible for a qualified lady to sit astride a horse. She can only sit sideways in a skirt when riding.

But this posture scared April, she always felt like she was going to fall.

So she always told her parents that she didn't like riding.

It wasn't long before April's decision was proven to be correct.

The daughter of one of my dad's friends fell off a horse while riding.

The horse nearly crushed her hips, and she died before she could be rescued.

April knew the lady, she was a very good rider.

If she had worn riding clothes and sat astride like other gentlemen, such an accident would not have happened.

April wore a long drab dress.

It is very simple and without any decoration, which helps her to hide to the greatest extent.

That culottes is colorful and convenient, but it cannot be used for covert operations.

She stayed up very late, and most of the servants in the castle were asleep at this time.

April tiptoed out of the castle, completely unaware that a group of people were watching her secret operation.

She thought she had been extremely careful, and even followed the instructions in a book and tied strips of cloth on her shoes so that her footsteps would not make any noise.

Now a hat is not the most important thing.

April felt that she was already immersed in the excitement.

Her face was still as dignified and gentle as a lady, but the light in her eyes was like a little fox seeing a roast chicken.

When they reached the lawn, April looked at the empty grass.

The moon is hanging high in the sky, and its light is so bright at this moment.

April discovered that she had two shadows.

The moonlight and candlelight reflected on April's body.

April tried to step on her own shadow.

The Bible says that your sins are hidden in your shadow, and when you see your shadow, you should reflect on yourself.

Unfortunately, April was so close to the shadow that she couldn't guess.

After playing for a while, April remembered her adventure. She no longer insisted on stepping on her own shadow, but ran towards the wisteria trellis according to her memory.

Unlike the anxiety of the chase during the day, April felt particularly refreshed at this moment.

The wind at night is cooler and freer.

April became cautious when she reached the edge of the wisteria garden.

I couldn't help but even stand on tiptoe.

She looked for her headband in the moonlight.

But she had almost walked around the wisteria garden and passed through nine circular arches made of wisteria flowers.

Still not found.

April began to doubt her own eyes.

Could it be that I hid it too well and even I couldn't find it?

Strahl was not asleep. He was wearing a shiny black robe and pouring himself a glass of red wine.

He was casually strumming the strings of the guitar with one hand and holding a wine glass with the other.

Strahl's behavior at this moment was undoubtedly inappropriate for etiquette, but he just sat there, as elegant as a mural.

He didn't go to see what April did tonight.

It's just a casual act of fun. You do it during the day and forget it at night.

He always does a lot of things casually and then forgets about them.

When a result that makes him happy appears, he will smile casually.

But most of the time people's behavior never makes him happy and is extremely boring.

Strahl loved composing music and was always showered with compliments.

His godfather also believed that he was a man kissed by the god of art.

But he doesn't think he has any artistic talent, it's just a by-product of venting his emotions.

April searched for two rounds and almost made herself dizzy, but still couldn't find it.

But now that it has come to this, April certainly can't give up.

She looked back along the way she had come and searched for the most likely wicket.

The scent of wisteria becomes more intense.

The pattern on the Blanchette family crest is the fleur-de-lis, but April of Ablanche Manor has not yet seen it.

Probably because the current owner likes it.

Wisteria grows abundantly at Blanchette Estate.

I don't know what has been done here. Even though we are in the flowers, there are no annoying mosquitoes.

The wisteria garden was more beautiful than April had imagined.

The beauty of wisteria flowers is perfectly displayed in the designer's design. It seems like a dream of wisteria.

There were layers of purple, but not all of them were the same color, and April couldn't count how many varieties there were.

April entered the maze of wisteria.

The ingenious design makes people feel like they have entered a wisteria garden.

If April hadn't taken a walk around outside, she would have thought this place was unimaginably huge.

April was concentrating on finding her hat, and during her search she gradually entered the interior of the wisteria garden.

After searching for a long time and about to give up, April found that she was lost in the wisteria garden.

She ran around, but became more and more dizzy and couldn't find a way out.

April was a little desperate.

I feel annoyed when I look at the moon following me above my head.

What should I do!

April was angry at first, but later she was almost desperate.

But maybe because there was no one around, April couldn't even cry. She just felt devastated.

She just wanted to walk outside until her legs started to ache.

April leaned weakly against the wisteria flowers.

Okay, now we are really screwed.

Not only did he fail to find his hat, he also lost himself.

Just when April wanted to scream to attract people to save her, she saw a chair with a high back.

There was an easel next to it. April curiously lifted the thick cotton cloth covering the easel, but there was nothing inside.

She thought she would take a break first and then continue looking.

April has never suffered any hardship since she was a child. She has a serious lack of sense of crisis and has lived a life of luxury.

She sat down in the plush chair and leaned back against the soft backrest.

The wind was still a little chilly, so April covered herself with the thick canvas.

There is no smell of paint, and the thick cotton cloth should not be stained with oil paint.

April wrapped herself in thick cotton.

He adjusted the angle of his head on the back of the chair.

April smelled a faint scent of iris in this sea of ​​wisteria flowers.

Different from the elegant scent of wisteria, the scent of iris is more noble and gorgeous.

Like, Blanchett.

This was April's last thought before she fell into sleep.