Roses for Rosalind

Rosie couldn't help laughing every time she recalled Kazapa's expression that day.

The six-year-old boy still had immature baby fat on his face, and his black eyes were misty due to the heat or other reasons. He looked like Bambi in a Disney cartoon.The mouth is pursed, the eyebrows are lowered, the delicate facial features are squeezed together in grievance, plus the soft hair that was scuffed by the aunt before... Tsk tsk tsk tsk (*/w*)

"Sissy, what are you laughing at?" Juliet asked curiously.

"Ah? Ah! It's nothing, nothing." Rosie hurriedly waved her hand: "I just thought of... a cute little rabbit!"

"Little rabbit?" Young girls like kittens and puppies, which are fluffy and cute things, and Juliet moved over excitedly: "Does uncle and aunt agree with you? I begged my mother Many times, she refused to agree to me. Once, Bailey gave me one secretly, but it was a pity that the nanny found it..."

Rosie looked up at the sky and rolled her eyes: "Can you hide in the room without being discovered—wait! Who is Bailey?"

"Ah...he is the gardener's son." Several red clouds flew up on Juliet's face: "He is tall, with dark skin, he knows a lot, and his speech is very interesting."

...Wait a minute, why are you blushing? That's not how the script was written! Follow the script!

Even though Rosie has turned into a roaring horse in her heart, she still quietly spy on the enemy on the surface: "That what Bailey...do you like him?"

"Of course not!" Juliet quickly shook her head and denied, "I only consider him a reliable friend. Besides, even if I really like him, neither father nor mother would agree."

"Oh, that's good." Rosie breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you think so."

The two sisters continued to look down at the book again, "That's not right!" After a while, Rosie raised her head suddenly: "Don't you never like someone without your parents' permission?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Juliet asked strangely: "How can you love someone so easily without your parents' permission?"

"Of course not!" After a wave of ups and downs, Rosie even pinched her shoulder and shook her heart vigorously: "When you really meet that person, you won't think about it anymore !"

Juliet didn't speak, but curled her lips, apparently disapproving.

"Don't take my word for it." Rosie said, "It's just in case!"

"Then tell me, what might happen?"

"What if, what if..." Rosie rolled her eyes, "What if you fell in love with the son of the Montague family?"

"How is this possible!" Juliet was taken aback by her, "Montague and our Capulet family are sworn enemies! How could I fall in love with their son?"

But it is the only son of the Montagues that you will fall in love with!

"But love has nothing to do with name, status, or status." Rosie tried her best to pretend to be sitting upright: "Do you still remember the opera that my aunt (Mrs. Capulet) took us to see two days ago?" Is it? The opera in which the poor boy fell in love with the rich girl, and finally returned to his hometown to marry her after becoming famous?"

"Well, I remember," said Juliet, "'You are my soul, like a dreaming butterfly,' and the words were so beautiful."

"Yeah, I remember you were crying at that time." Rosie couldn't help teasing her, and the little girl lowered her head embarrassedly: "So, how great love is. I thought I wouldn't love before, but when I met When it comes to that person, it's all useless. Didn't that young lady think that she would fall in love with a poor boy?"

"If the rose has another name, won't it be fragrant anymore?" Rosie continued to guide: "Similarly, if you fall in love with someone in the future, what does it matter what his last name is? Name It's not hands and feet, nor is it any other part of the body. It's just a code name, and it doesn't have any other meaning if it doesn't come. 1"

"Hmm..." Juliet thought thoughtfully.

I wave my sleeves, not taking a single cloud away.Future brother-in-law Romeo, please remember to thank me well.

——Rosie, who had finished brainwashing the little Lolita, raised her head at a 45-degree angle to look at the sky brightly and sadly, hiding her merits and benefits (...)

"Romeo and Juliet" had a tragic ending, which of course she hadn't forgotten.But she believes in her ability to prevent this tragedy.In the original book, Romeo committed suicide because he did not get the news that Juliet drank fake drugs in time, and Juliet also chose to die for her lover after waking up.At that time, as long as she passes the news to Romeo in time, this tragedy will not happen.

Rosie thought that the reason why she worked so hard to bring about Juliet and Romeo, besides wanting to see the classic staged in front of her, was another very important reason.

She wants Juliet to be happy.

"Romeo and Juliet", like "Blessings of Love", has long been praised by countless people as a representative of true love over the long years.Rosie is a little silly girl, a little headstrong.The two of Luo and Zhu failed to get married in the book, so she hoped that in this world, the two of them could be consummated.

Years later, when Rosie recalled this past event, she was so regretful that she beat her chest and stamped her feet.

Nima!Sure enough, people are doing what the sky is watching!I can't afford to do anything wrong!

There was a knock on the door, and the fat nurse leaned out halfway: "Miss, Miss Anderson." She nodded and gave a simple salute to the two: "Mrs. Binns has arrived."

...嘤嘤嘤_(;3)/)_It is the class of the dean again.

Rosie reluctantly put down the book, got up and followed Juliet slowly to the door of the class room.

"Knock, click, click." Three knocks on the door were just right, but there was no response from inside the room.After a pause for a few seconds, Juliet tapped twice more.This time, Mrs. Binns' rigid voice finally came from behind the door panel: "Please come in."

Juliet and Rosie looked at each other, pushed open the door and walked in, then turned around and closed the door gently without making a sound.

"It seems that you have all remembered the etiquette taught last time." Mrs. Binns said with satisfaction: "Don't knock too lightly, or it will make it difficult for people to hear; but don't knock too hard, because it will easily arouse others. If you don’t get a response after knocking on the door for the first time, you need to wait a while before knocking again, otherwise you will appear too impatient. And you must get permission from the owner before you can enter the room... You all did a great job good."

The two curtseyed silently.

"So, what we're going to learn today is this."

Mrs. Binns took out a large pile of white cardboard and spread them out one by one on the desk that had been packed in advance.There are a lot of cardboard, Rosie roughly counted, there are more than 20, and they are all white.She and Juliet stood there bewildered, watching Mrs. Binns' movements blankly, not knowing what she wanted to do.

"It's pearl white." Mrs. Binns pointed to the first piece of cardboard. "It's smoke white, mint white, ivory white..." She pointed to each cardboard in turn, crackling a bunch of different names before Rosie and Juliet could react. "...Ghost white, gray white, snow white." She walked to the end of the desk and stopped, picked up the last piece of cardboard placed on the table: "According to hue, brightness, and saturation, we can subdivide white □□ is divided into dozens of types. However, there are only about 20 types commonly used in daily social life, so you only need to remember these here.”

"..."

"Miss Anderson," Mrs. Binns called her name: "You are wondering why we need to learn this, right?"

"..." Isn't it the last time I complained, Director, is it really good for you to remember it for so long?Rosie swallowed her saliva without daring to speak, and nodded her head.

"It's okay, I can tell you." Mrs. Binns clasped her hands in front of her belly and said flatly, "It's for—"

"—to please men," said Rosie deadpan.

The boy's face turned red with a bang.

Rosie on the other end was still rambling on and added: "... Mrs. Binns said that different clothes and different occasions need to be matched with different colors in order to make yourself look more elegant and decent, so as to attract the attention of gentlemen... Although in I don't think there is any difference between the so-called white and white...why is your face so red?"

"Ah... the weather is really too hot." Kasapa hastily tugged at the neckline in a disguised manner.

"Yeah...it's almost November, and the temperature still hasn't dropped." Rosie followed his words and said, "But it's very cold in winter, no matter how many clothes I wear, I still don't feel enough. The weather in Italy is really Weird enough."

"Um……"

"So~" Rosie suggested to him with crooked eyebrows, "Carl, are you going to drink grape juice~"

"No!" Kasapa suddenly woke up, and rarely shouted resolutely: "Absolutely not!"

. . . The poor child still has the shadow of grief over his last experience.

"...well, let's forget it_(:3)/)_" Rosie restlessly rested her chin on her knees again, looking listlessly into the distance in a daze.

Kazapa sat beside her in silence.

Gradually, Rosie found that something seemed wrong.

Although Kazapa doesn't usually talk much, and the usual way of getting along between the two is that she is talking and he is listening, but the boy has never been so depressed like today.His eyelids drooped and his eyelashes cast a melancholy shadow across his face.Several times he secretly glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, as if hesitating to speak.

It's like something is on your mind.

"Carl?" She turned her head to look at him strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"Sissy..." The boy buried his face in his arms, and his voice became muffled because of this: "...I'm leaving."

☆、Chapter 8

"Go?" Rosie was taken aback for a moment, "Where are you going?"

"Do you remember what I told you before, about the public school?" Kasapa said: "Next month, that is, in January, the public school will start classes. In a few days The clan brother's family will come to Verona, and after Christmas, he and I should prepare to leave. In the next month...I'm afraid I won't be able to come often."

"Ah..." Rosie remembered: "It's strange, at that time, I thought it was a long time later, but I didn't expect it to be so fast..."

"Ah."

Kazapa responded briefly, then fell silent.

The hillside was so quiet for a moment that only the rustling of the treetops could be heard in the wind.

"Small oil, it's okay, school is actually very fun." Rosie thought he was afraid: "I was lying to you when I said it was hard and boring. Studying is actually very interesting, and you You can also meet new friends, if you think about it that way, it’s pretty cool, isn’t it.”

"I'm not worried about that." Kasapa shook his head.

"Then it's because you don't want to leave home?" Rosie guessed, "You're a boy, you can't stay at home all the time. And if you get homesick, you can come back anytime and ask your father to send a car It will be convenient for the carriage to pick you up."

"It's not because of that."

"Hey...then what are you worried about?"

"Sissy," he suddenly called out her name, "I will miss you."

"..." Rosie was stunned.

The boy looked at her very seriously, his black eyes were deep that didn't match his age: "I will miss you, Sissy."

Rosie's nose soured. "Oh." She quickly turned her head to hide her inner emotion: "Why are you so sensational all of a sudden?"

"will you miss Me?"

"lets change a topic……"

"Will you?" The boy was unexpectedly persistent this time: "Will you miss me?"

Rosie, who originally wanted to make fun of it, was taken aback by his unexpectedly serious tone, and after pretending to look around for a while, she finally answered in a low voice under the boy's piercing gaze: "...Yes, I will."

The sudden appearance of the dead child made her a little embarrassed o(>﹏<)o

Under the shade of the tree, the boy finally smiled with satisfaction.

"I'll write to you," he said. "You'll write to me."

"it is good."

"Reply as soon as you receive it. You can't write two or three letters and you only reply one, let alone pretend to forget."

"it is good."

"you promise?"

"...I will do my best!"

The boy didn't speak, but just stared at her with the same eyes just now, and didn't give up until she reluctantly agreed.

"It's getting less and less cute." Rosie muttered softly, not noticing the soft eyes of the boy beside her.

"Sissy?"

"What are you doing!" Rosie replied angrily.

"Can you go back later today?" The boy asked, "Stay with me for a while... After school starts, I don't know how long it will be before we meet again."

Seeing that Rosie was hesitant, he added another sentence: "Just a moment... okay?"

When he said this, his voice was soft and soft, with a slight rise in the end.He turned his head slightly, and there was only her reflection in his bright black eyes. Rosie was in a daze, and she nodded subconsciously before she could react.

... Acting like a baby, it's too foul orz

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Kasapa seemed to be looking intently into the distance, but from the corner of his eyes, he was quietly watching the girl beside him.The girl turned her back to him since 10 minutes ago, and ordered him not to peek, looking mysterious, and she didn't know what she was doing.

Curiosity is like a kitten's paw, scratching in his heart.Just when he finally couldn't help but want to poke his head to look, the girl suddenly turned around again.

Kazapa was taken aback, but on the surface he still put on a look of "I didn't peek and I'm not interested at all", trying to pretend that nothing happened.

"Hello." The girl's green eyes sparkled: "I'll give you a present. Well, let's treat it as an early Christmas present, anyway, we won't be able to see it at that time."

She held something carefully in her hand, and handed it straight to the boy like offering a treasure.The invisible big tail behind him swung desperately back and forth, and he almost wrote a few large characters on his face: "Praise me quickly! Praise!"

The boy took it tangled up, and muttered in a low voice, "It's so ugly..."

Rosie: ...Hello! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Kazapa over there is still unconsciously making up the knife.He squinted his eyes, carefully looked at the thing in his hand for a while, and then hesitated to say: "Uh... this is... a straw puppy?"

Rosie: ...This is obviously a swan!What look!The brat turned against you! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Maybe it was because her expression was so unfriendly, Kasapa flinched, stared at the unknown object in the palm of her hand and studied it for a while, and finally realized: "Ah! I know!"

Rosie: Heh heh heh my lord has a lot to give you another chance to say it! ╭(╯^╰)╮

"This is a giraffe!" Kazapa said with certainty: "I only saw my father once, so I didn't recognize it—but Sissy, you are so amazing, you actually made it look like this!"

Rosie: ...I'm going to kill you! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"Forget it if you think it's ugly! Give it back to me!" Rosie snorted angrily, but the boy dodged away. "No." Kazapa held the pitifully ugly straw swan baby in his arms: "This is mine."

"It's obviously mine!" Rosie showed her slightly red fingertips: "See! This is the proof! I just made it up!"

"But you already gave it to me."

"I don't give it away, can't I! I regret it!"

"Of course not." Kazapa said naturally: "Isn't this the Christmas gift you gave me? Is there any reason to go back for a Christmas gift given to someone else?"

"What about my Christmas present!" exclaimed an exasperated Rosie like a real little girl. "You didn't even give it to me! It's an unequivocal exchange! So of course I can get it back."

She desperately stretched out her hand to grab it, but failed due to her height and short hands.Not only that, but from an outsider's point of view, the actions of the two of them at this moment were as if she had reached out and hugged him actively.

"Then what do you want?"

"I want you!" Rosie said angrily, "Give it!?"

"Here." The boy said seriously.Because the black eyes hide a little smile, against the backdrop of the evening sky, it seems to contain thousands of stars: "Why don't you give it?"

"You can neither eat nor wear, what use do I need you!"

"Since you asked for this gift, I agreed to you, so you can't ask for another one." The boy retorted calmly: "It's very bad behavior to be half-hearted, Sissy."

Rosie: ... who is so half-hearted! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

"Then you give yourself to me!" The girl puffed up her cheeks with anger: "It depends on how you give it!"

"Well," the boy pretended to think for a while: "Well, I will temporarily store myself here, and you can come to get it later, how about it?"

"Cut!" Isn't that a blank check!Rosie pouted contemptuously.

This is the earliest vow between Rosalind Andre and Kasapa.