Karen finished reading the adventure book recommended by Emmel.The story was wonderful, and when he read the ending, he still couldn't finish it.After closing the book, he took a relatively leisurely time, wrote a whole page of thoughts seriously and put it in the book, and then deliberately put the novel in the wrong place.

The next day Karen went to the library again, and the adventures on the bookshelf were gone, replaced by a very conspicuous set of books.This time the novel is a hardcover edition, divided into upper, middle and lower volumes, packed together in a beautiful box.Karen took the book out of the heavy box, and was not surprised to find that there was a paper from Emily inside.

A man was drawn on the paper, wearing medium armor and holding a bow and arrow, aiming at the enemy in the distance.She drew the hero of the adventure book.

Emily drew very seriously, she must have thought about this picture many times in her mind.That scene was highlighted in Karen's post-reading essay, so she probably drew it.

Thinking of this, Karen laughed and solemnly put away the painting.

Including this painting, she has already given herself three.And until the vacation came, Karen was walking in the small town near the French Ring, and still didn't know what to give her.

Even though he knew Emmel would be happy to give her anything given her personality, he still wanted to give her something she really liked.Just what does she like?Karen knows that she likes books, but the French Ring Library has more books than this quiet and peaceful town; she cherishes her hair very much. During her days in the library, Karen noticed that she always likes to subconsciously organize her hair when she is in a daze. Red hair, he was going to buy a comb for her.

But after Karen glanced awkwardly at the grocery store, and when he first entered, he just glanced at the comb, and the young girl in the store changed from "what kind of girl did you see?" Pursuing the girl rightly” extends to “What kind of hairstyle should the bride have at the wedding” and “What kind of makeup looks good with red hair”——Karen, who answered the question bravely, was finally defeated at the end”Emiel On the possibility of walking into the church together with myself".

Karen hadn't recovered from her embarrassment until she ran out of the store.

He sighed in frustration, and walked along the stone road to the edge of the town, and then outside was the way back.Today's weather is very good. Looking up into the distance, you can barely see the spire of Ferelden's Ring.

After staying in the French Ring for a long time, even this remote town made Karen feel alive.At least there is flowing air here, there are townspeople coming and going, there are birds flying around, and there are wild flowers in front of him, the Creator, the wild flowers blooming outside the circle of law are so beautiful, he really wants to Let Emily also-

and many more.

Karen had an idea.Emily cannot leave the circle, but he can bring flowers into the circle.

This may please her more than a beautiful comb, after all Emmel... She misses life outside the circle.Although, as a Templar, Karen should not bring anything other than the ring to the mage, and he should not encourage this kind of thought of yearning for freedom, but when he thinks of the smile that Emmel may show, Karen feels that there is something wrong in his heart. A dangerous hope bubbled up.

It's just some flowers, it's nothing.

He picked a lot of daisies that seemed to be blooming well and carefully hid them.

It must be given to her as soon as possible, or the flowers will wither.Thinking of this, Karen almost hurried back to the Circle of France. He took out the matching box of the hardcover novel, put the daisy in it, and then put the box containing only wildflowers in the old place in the library.

Emmel will surely find them when she goes to the library at night.Karen couldn't help jumping up at the thought of her expression when she saw the flowers.

It's a pity he couldn't see the smile on her face with his own eyes.He really wanted to see the surprised expression on Emily's face, and he wanted to see her look up quickly, those green eyes full of joy and joy, like... like her that day As you hug yourself.

He was so excited by the idea that Karen woke up early the next day.Looking at the cold ceiling, I decided to get up and go to the prayer room.He had no thought of praying, just a vague presentiment, a hope he didn't know where to come from—that Emily would be there, that she would appear in the early morning corridor as before.

And Emily was there.

Karen pushed open the door of the prayer room, and the familiar figure from his back unexpectedly fell into his eyes.Beneath the statue of Andrst, she was whispering a prayer.She turned around when she heard the door open.

He saw that she was still wearing the black dressing gown, her feet were bare, and there was a faint smile on her face under the red hair.He also saw that she was holding his palm subconsciously, and a bunch of daisies hung on her slender pale wrist.

"Karen." She smiled and said her name.

Emily was so beautiful that Karen could hardly breathe.

He knew she would love the flowers.Karen couldn't help laughing, and Emily walked up to him: "Thank you for the flowers."

"No, uh, it's nothing." He touched his neck almost shyly, and looked away, not daring to look at her, "Just as long as you like it."

"I like it very much." There was an unconcealable smile in her voice, "That's why I think I should... thank you in person. I thought you might come here, and then you did."

She had come to wait for him.Karen felt her heart melt as the thought crossed her mind.

"I will come here when I wake up early." He almost tried his best to squeeze out a complete sentence, and then looked at her bare feet with some concern, "But what if I don't come?"

"If you don't come today, you may come tomorrow. If you don't come tomorrow, you will always come the day after tomorrow."

"You, you will wait like this forever."

"……Um."

Creator.

Karen blushed and turned his eyes back to Emily. He didn't know if it was a problem with the light, but he always felt that there was an imperceptible blush on Emily's face.

Has he always underestimated his position in Emily's heart?

Perhaps only the Creator himself knows where Karen's courage comes from. He looked at Emily's fair face and spoke cautiously in an almost inaudible whisper.

"Tomorrow... I will come again."

Emily looked up in surprise, her eyes met Karen's.There was a flash of bewilderment at first, and then unstoppable hope and joy quickly filled the forest-like green eyes.

"So."

Her gentle voice echoed in the prayer room, and Emily raised her hand and touched his arm lightly.

"See you tomorrow, Karen."

The author has something to say: I think the girly heart of the whole year of 2015 is used in this article_(:з」∠)_

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