Roses for Rosalind

When the familiar crackling sound sounded on the window sill again, Rosie knew exactly what was going on.

……… Am I the only one who is afraid that one day, if I don’t control my strength well, the glass will be smashed! ╭(°a°`)╮

Rosie quickly opened the window and went to the balcony to lean out and look down. Sure enough, Romeo was standing under the window sill, looking at her from afar.He was holding a few stones in his hand as if he was about to throw them, and when he saw Rosie coming out, he also put down those stones.

After seeing his attire clearly, Rosie involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

The garden at night is already pitch black, but you are still wearing a black cloak, young man, what kind of trouble is this!Don't you know that it looks like a weird floating head without a body? You almost scared me to death! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"Romeo," Rosie called out his name softly, "why are you here again?"

Although it is said that people in love can't wait to be tied together all the time, they just separated from the prom an hour ago.

"Because my heart is still here," Romeo said, pulling the cloak off his head, "I just can't just turn around and leave like this."

"The garden wall is so high, how did you climb it?" Rosie couldn't help but looked around, for fear that someone would pass by: "Be careful, if your parents find you here, maybe they will punish you." How about it."

"The hazy night is the best natural barrier." Romeo smiled at her: "And I'm not afraid even if they find out. Your eyes are more powerful than twenty swords combined, as long as you are willing to use gentle They can't really hurt me by looking at me."

Rosie's heart was pounding violently at his words.She couldn't help but secretly rejoiced that the weather was coming at this time.If it wasn't for the cover of the night, the blush on her face would have nowhere to hide. "Don't make trouble." She reprimanded in a low voice embarrassedly: "Don't say any more."

"Trouble? I didn't make trouble." Romeo shook his head: "Everything I said comes from my heart."

"Hush—" Romeo raised a finger to his lips cooperatively: "Speak softly."

"There is a light in the east." His eyes focused on Rosie on the balcony, as if she was the only one left in the world: "Rosalind is the sun."

Rosie put her hands gently on the railing, staring blankly at Romeo below.Listening to him slowly read out the words that were once extremely familiar, but now extremely unfamiliar.

—Shakespeare, Scene [-], The Balcony

"Two brightest stars in the sky are not as bright as her eyes." Romeo seemed to be confiding to her, and seemed to be talking to himself: "The light in her eyes makes the stars pale, just as the dim candlelight cannot match Like the morning sun. If the birds looked into her eyes, they would think the night was over and sing—and this is my love."

"I have imagined a scene like this tonight countless times, imagining my lover standing on the balcony and staring at me intently like this, with only me in her eyes. I imagined that she would hold her incense stick with her slender hands Gills, imagining how graceful and beautiful her posture should be. I am jealous of the gloves on her hands, just because they can kiss the fragrance of her face!"

"Arise, fair sun, and drive away the jealous moon! She is pale with rage because her apprentice is much more beautiful than she is. Since she is so jealous of you, stop being loyal to her. My love," the smile on the corner of Romeo's mouth suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't look up at Rosie with a more serious expression.The emerald green eyes under the moonlight are like a flourishing plant bearing the clear dewdrops in the morning, which is extremely moving: "...I beg you to take off the green maiden robe she gave you and change into a holy white dress , be my bride!"

It was as if a mushroom cloud exploded in my mind, leaving only a blank space between the world and the earth.Rosie stared blankly at Romeo, unable to respond for a long time.

"Rosalind Anderson." His face was as perturbed as any young man in love in the world: "...I beg you, marry me."

Rosie's heartbeat suddenly started to speed up. She suspected that she had heard it wrong, and that she was hallucinating.But every word Romeo uttered echoed in her ears very clearly.

"I love you... I have loved you since I was a child. Over the years, you have already become a part of my existence." His eyes were fixed on her face, and he refused to blink for fear of missing her. Any slight change: "You exist in every wandering thought of mine, in every breath I take, in every line and every sentence I read inadvertently. I use Love's light wings fly over this high garden wall, over this heartless masonry wall. I am not afraid of your family's discovery, because I would rather suffer than linger in this world without your love I will happily die under the sharp sword. As long as you are willing to call me love, then I am willing to accept baptism again, abandon everything I have, and follow your side."

"So here I solemnly beseech you, my dearest lady."

"Please marry me."

The gentle moonlight shone on Romeo's face through the thin fog at night, illuminating his obviously disturbed face but trying to pretend to be calm.He had tried his best to suppress it, but the ending of his speech still trembled slightly, revealing his true senses at this time.

The softest part of her heart seemed to be hit hard by something, Rosie only felt her eye sockets were hot, her nasal cavity was sore, tears had already filled her eye sockets, but she just couldn't cry.Her hand on the balcony railing unconsciously clenched and relaxed, relaxed and clenched again.She couldn't even breathe because of his gaze.She wanted to shake her head, but also wanted to nod desperately, but she couldn't move her body.She wanted to reject him, telling him that there were still a lot of unresolved problems between them; but she wanted to agree to him even more, because the calm and intense emotion in his eyes seemed to tell her silently that all her worries were actually unnecessary. Worry.

Romeo had already climbed onto her balcony without knowing when.He turned over neatly and came to her.He stretched out his hand to hold her cheek, and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't cry," Romeo whispered softly, "I have no right to wet your cheeks."

"So," he touched her forehead affectionately, "I'll take it as your consent."

She nodded silently with tears in her eyes.

The corners of his lips curled up in joy, and a bright smile instantly filled his eyes.His hand slowly moved from top to bottom, gently across the back of her neck, neck, ear, and finally rested on her cheek.He turned his face slightly, lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

The soft lips were sucked gently, and the tongue that was inserted into the mouth was so slow and firm.His strength was very light, as if she could push him away with just one force.His aura was so irresistible, as if he wanted to lock her firmly into his arms, and never let her go for the rest of his life.

This deep kiss lasted for a long time, as if telling Rosie that they could walk together forever.

After a long time, he finally let her go.

"My love, with this bright moon, with its silvery light coating the tops of these fruit trees, I swear—" Romeo panted slightly, and looked at the corners of Rosie's eyes with satisfaction. Reddened slightly from a long kiss.

"—until the last moment when the fire of my life burns out, I will be with you."