Roses for Rosalind

Every August 8st is the Harvest Festival in Italy.Every time around this time, people gather to celebrate the upcoming harvest season.

For the Italians, the harvest festival is only second to Christmas in importance.It's like the Spring Festival in China, or Thanksgiving in the United States.At this time of year, no matter where they are, all Italians try their best to go home and spend the festival with their loved ones. 1

Since Harvest Festival is a traditional festival, traditional celebrations are naturally indispensable.From about mid-July, the small town of Verona has become lively.From the majestic city gate to the center of the town, every household has hung decorations in the shape of ears of wheat on the windows; vendors selling straw hats and bread suddenly increased, and the streets are filled with fresh baked goods all day long. Aroma of baked bread.Street performers of all kinds roam the streets, playing traditional musical instruments.Different from the leisurely life of ordinary people, at this time all the tailors in Verona, big and small, are so busy that they can't wait to give birth to eight hands-almost all the nobles and ladies are rushing to order new clothes at this time, so that they can make their own clothes at the harvest banquet. Shine brightly.

Juliet is certainly no exception.It should be said that there is almost no girl who does not like beautiful new dresses and shiny jewelry.

In this era, there are not many things for them to entertain and entertain. It seems that there is nothing else to do except raising cats and dogs, and going to the opera house to listen to operas.In their spare time, noble ladies like to gather together to talk about the gossip in the circle and the latest fashion trends.They never appear in public twice in the same dress.Sometimes it is re-customized, sometimes a piece of lace or a few pearls are added to the neckline and cuffs, and the style of the frills is changed, and a new skirt is released.

Juliet especially likes to modify her clothes, even Rosie's clothes have been taken away by her to modify.It can be said that a large part of the credit for Miss Anderson's failure to become the object of private discussion among noble ladies must be attributed to Juliet.

Juliet took Rosie and walked happily on the street.They had already visited the third clothing store, and Rosie felt that her blood was running out, but Juliet seemed to have just finished warming up, her face was rosy and her eyes were shining, and she dragged her to the next store.

Rosie really couldn't figure out why there were two ribbons that looked similar, one was "elegant and beautiful" and the other was "vulgar".The young lady of the Viscount's family never worried about money issues, as long as she liked something, she would buy it.The Capulet steward, who knew this well, specially sent a servant to follow them and help them carry their things.So Juliet was even more reckless when it came to shopping.

"Oh! I like that!" Juliette tugged at Rosie's sleeve, motioning her to look at a bric-a-brac in a store: "I'm missing a piece of decoration in my room! Let's go in and have a look!"

"You have the final say." Rosie replied absent-mindedly.She hasn't met Kazapa these days, and he and she are avoiding each other intentionally or unintentionally, giving them time and space to think.

It's just that there seems to be some special things in that store.Although there were few male customers in the previous stores, there were still some, but there were only female customers in this store.In addition, there is a smell of aromatherapy in the store.

Gregory's footsteps stopped when he was still some distance away from the store door.

"What's the matter, Gregory?" Juliet teased him intentionally, "Come on quickly."

"I'll just wait for you and the baroness right here at the door." Gregory said hastily, but he didn't want to go there at all.

"Eh? Why?" Juliet pretended not to understand: "What if we fancy something? Without you, how can Sissy and I carry it?"

In fact, as long as you take a quick look, you can tell that the items sold in this store are all light and flimsy things, and noble ladies who "never lift anything heavier than a vanity box" can handle it by themselves.The honest and shy Gregory blushed: "Miss, I... this..." He clearly wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak: "This, this is not appropriate..."

"Pfft... well, I won't play tricks on you." Juliet finally let him go mercifully: "You just wait here for us."

Gregory heaved a sigh of relief, quickly bowed and replied, "Yes."

Juliet took Rosie into the shop.Gregory found a shaded place and stood there waiting.

But it was destined to be a restless afternoon, no matter for Rosie or Gregory.Not long after, a man wearing a black servant's robe of the Montague family appeared on the other side of the long street.He is the servant of the Montague family, Abraham.

Abraham was sent to the market to buy some fresh apples.He bought a bag of fried beans at a small stall and threw it into his mouth as he walked.His gaze accidentally swept across a big tree in front of him, and then he saw Gregory enjoying the shade under the tree.

The opposition between the Montague family and the Capulet family is actually not obvious among the female relatives, but mainly reflected in the male members of the family.Under the influence of their respective masters, the servants of the two families often act as if they have a feud against their father when they meet each other.

Abraham sneered, poured all the beans in the bag into his mouth, patted the crumbs on his hands, and walked towards Gregory.

"Hello, Gregory." He stopped about three meters away from the other party: "Long time no see."

Gregory turned his head at the sound.Seeing that the other party was a member of the Montague family, he let out a disdainful snort from his nasal cavity, and quickly turned his head away.

"Why, you don't say hello when you see old friends? Oh! Or," Abraham pretended to suddenly realize, "is the Capulet family so rude?"

Gregory turned his head to look at him again: "Shut your stinky mouth."

Abraham sneered, and slowly stretched out his right hand.He fixed his eyes on Gregory, and then bit his thumb with contempt.

This is a gesture with a serious insult in the West, which means "you brat, go back to your mother's arms and suck your milk!".Gregory became angry at once, his hands were clenched tightly, and even his nails began to turn slightly white under the force. "You just now," his voice clearly contained anger, like a volcano on the verge of eruption: "are you biting your thumb at me?"

"Oh no, of course not," Abraham proudly raised his chin, with a look of "you can't help me": "I didn't bite my thumb to you, I was just biting my thumb, and it happened to be seen by you That's all."

"Are you provoking me?"

"Provocation? No! Where is it!" Abraham kept provoking the other party's anger.As long as he is not the one who strikes first, he will be the one who is right during the trial: "What are you talking about?"

"If you want to quarrel with us, I will quarrel with you; if you want to fight, then I can accompany you." Gregory said every word: "It's just a Montague dog, I'm still afraid of you No?"

"What did you say?" Abraham laughed angrily, "What about you? Aren't you just a servant of the Capulet family? Pooh!"

"Yes, I am." Gregory said: "You are your master's slave, and I am also my master's slave. It's just that my master is much better than your master. Those dirty Montagues Don't think that no one knows about it!"

"What nonsense!" Abraham drew out his sword angrily: "If you are a man, draw out your sword!"

Gregory threw aside what he was holding: "Come on!" He shouted loudly: "Come on!"

At some point, a thick wall of people has been surrounded.There is always no shortage of spectators in places where there is something lively to watch.Juliet and Rosie in the store were also alarmed.They looked at each other, dropped the things they were picking, and rushed out with the hem of their skirts lifted.

"Stop! Stop it!" Juliet hurriedly stopped the two who were about to start a duel: "Gregory!" She angrily called out the servant's name: "Do you even know what you are doing!"

The Viscountess arrived, and even though they were reluctant, they had to follow her instructions and separate immediately. "He provoked me first, miss!" Gregory said aggrievedly: "I can't help being angry when I see the Montague's dog!"

Juliet looked at Abraham upon hearing this, and the latter gave her a perfunctory salute because of her status, but there was not much respect in her eyes: "That's nothing, my respected Miss Capulet."

"He lied!" cried Gregory steadily.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Juliet was angry and impatient.She was about to say something when a voice interrupted her: "Abraham!" A voice came from the crowd.Rosie's body froze suddenly, her brain suddenly went blank, but her body responded subconsciously.By the time she realized it, she had lowered her head and hid in the crowd of onlookers.

The crowd of onlookers consciously moved out of the way so that the person who was speaking could come in—the figure that Rosie had been hiding for several days suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

The black-haired boy came to Abraham, and stretched out his hand to press down the saber he was still holding high: "What are you doing?" He frowned, and said unhappily, "What do you want to do with the sword?"

Abraham lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

The young man said something quickly and in a low voice, as if he was reprimanding Abraham.Abraham said nothing.Although there was some dissatisfaction on his face, his attitude towards the boy was extremely respectful.Rosie hid in the crowd and secretly looked at the boy.This kind of him is unfamiliar to her.

"...I hope you can remember the words of His Royal Highness and father in the future, and don't make such impulsive mistakes again." Romeo reprimanded the last sentence in a low voice, and turned to Juliet, who had been standing aside with a relieved expression, "Miss Capulet , "He put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and made an informal daily salute: "Good day."

Juliet quickly returned the salute.

"I am very sorry for what happened today." The boy continued, "This time, my servant was reckless..."

Perhaps because he didn't want to see his master so "humble" in front of his deadly enemy, Abraham, who had been standing silently behind the young man, took a step forward and made a dissatisfied voice: "Master Romeo," his brows were tightly frowned. Get up, extrude a deep line: "Why do you..."

"Shut up, Abraham." The boy said without looking back.

Rosie couldn't hear what they said next.

It was as if something had exploded in her mind, leaving only a white mushroom cloud in the whole world.

—Romeo, sir?

Abraham, a loyal servant of the Montague family, called Casapa Romeo... master?

Luo, Mi, Ou? ? ! !