[Charles IX] The magic hour

Squat down to the ground.

As a wolf, Loki, who was not blamed, shook his ears, and Shi Shiran said, "It's Ying Yu's little revenge."

"Well, yes." The protagonist who was discussed miraculously appeared behind them in the next second. He seemed to be smiling and easy to talk, but it made several people hang their faces in pain, and the corners of their mouths almost fell to the ground. .

"It's a lie, Ah Yu wouldn't be so cruel..."

"Oops...it's really a straight-forward solution..."

"Sister, I'm sorry..."

All kinds of chatter and buzz filled the entire small base.The corners of Ying Yu's mouth curled up gently, but instead, these hard-working children who had just received a lesson approached one by one to beg for mercy.

Neither Tang Xiaoyi nor Windsor was in the scope of begging for mercy.

Tang Xiaoyi is an open-minded parent, and he passed it with simple instructions.At this time, he was rubbing his chin thoughtfully, as if he had learned some clever (bad) and wonderful (poisonous) method of hitting a snake and hitting seven inches. When he was thinking, there seemed to be a little black air behind his back.

Windsor was not able to notify the parents, so she was naturally happy and quiet in the face of this situation.

However, after Tang Xiaoyi thought about it subtly, he rushed forward and perfectly blended into the trio who said they were begging for forgiveness but were acting like a baby, completely missing the big guy who was just thinking about it.

Windsor has learned a lot.

At this time, Windsor, Rocky, and Mayi were sitting in a row, looking at the messy group of people in front of them in horror. In the scene of five people, a hundred people seemed to be jumping, but Windsor was very surprised. .

Of course, we, Tang Xiaoyi, definitely couldn't allow this person to be out of place. Without saying a word, he stretched out his evil hand and dragged the thin little duke into the crowd.

Windsor, who was forced to breathe hard in the crowd of five people: "...Tang Xiaoyi, you wait..."

However, it was really something this guy did.

The corner of Windsor's mouth raised a slight arc.

We are friends...

"Wait, Windsor, don't get so close." Tang Xiaoyi instantly tore apart Windsor who was squeezed beside Ying Yu, and the weak little duke instantly felt short of breath.

It was Tang Xiaoyi who pressed hard.

What friend?

Windsor squeezed out of the crowd expressionlessly, looking at Tang Xiaoyi, who was subconsciously trying to block Ying Yu's crowd, with a cold expression.

Why do you want to be friends with this kind of guy who doesn't understand his mood and is jealous?Doesn't it smell good alone?

Windsor is heartbroken by a rebellious friend.

On the third day after the entrustment ended, the familiar police officer asked someone to bring a letter about everything going well and the situation of the assisted girl. Ying Yu, who received the letter, took the good news into the base at a brisk pace. Door.

Everyone circulated the firm and gentle letter, read it over and over again, and then reluctantly handed it back to Ying Yu, and then watched her put it into the small box specially for storing letters, and still sighed for the vicissitudes of life.

Ying Yu smiled slightly, and finally took out a few small boxes and handed them to them: "Please write a few more notes for those who want to talk..."

She seemed to have paused apologetically, then sighed and said in a low voice: "What if... if something happens, it's okay, it can be used to comfort everyone..."

Compared to her hesitation, other terminally ill people accepted this seemingly inappropriate little box more calmly.The smiles on everyone's faces because of the letter hadn't faded, so they wrote the small note quietly.

It was rare for Ying Yu to experience such a bewilderment, but in the end, she could only sit silently beside them, doing her duty as a bystander.

Igor rubbed her head and said with relief: "We are all used to such things, and of course we considered such things before setting up the adventure team."

He shrugged lightly, "It's better than leaving without saying goodbye."

Ying Yu lightly patted his writing right hand.

The room was filled with the rustle of writing, and the fiery red Mai and the silvery Loki formed two fur balls and huddled together for a nap.The yellowish sunlight gently broke through the window and sprinkled among the hairs of a group of children who bowed their heads and wrote, forming a beautiful golden halo.

Ying Yu looked at this scene and smiled.

Suddenly she clapped her hands lightly, as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Ah, by the way, at the end of this month, Turtle Island will hold its annual temple fair."

The little girl announced with a smile.

"In other words," she propped up her small face, "the day when you can play to your heart's content is very close~"

wait for the tenth day

In fact, Ying Yu didn't have much expectation for the temple fair.After all, even with her meager life experience, this kind of temple fair is the same routine.

But she never refuses a friend's invitation.

A group of children born and bred on Turtle Island were lacking in interest, but the little Duke Windsor was interested and wanted to see this kind of party that he had never seen before.Since Ying Yu agreed to Windsor's proposal, the other members of the adventure team naturally refused to lag behind and asked to be accompanied.

So with the consent of the main investor, it was decided that everyone went to the temple fair together.

As the leader of Turtle Island, Ying Yu's family naturally has all the regulations for this temple fair and the merchants who will come. Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that they are small vendors.At this time, she was flipping through these materials at home, with a serious face, doing strategy in a serious manner.

"Well, food stalls..." Ying Yu turned a page, and pressed the ballpoint pen on the table in his hand, making a crisp "clicking" sound, "There are some games..."

The deliberate slender ballpoint pen was lightly turned around in the fingers before leaving delicate and round notes on the sidebook.

"There are also special fireworks! Looks like it was written by my father..." Ying Yu held her chin and smiled happily, imagining the scene of gorgeous fireworks exploding in the night, "It must be very, very beautiful and romantic Scene, Xiyan will like it."

She nodded with self-affirmation, and after a moment redefined her words: "I like it very much, too."

Speaking of romance, she couldn't help thinking of Tang Xiaoyi who looked like a chic and unrestrained libertine, with a gentle and bright smile on his face.

"...It's a very suitable scene for confession..." The words murmured out of her mouth, but it made the eldest lady's ears blush suddenly.

When talking on the phone with Xiyan last night, the other party's narrow words were replayed inappropriately——

Does Ayu have someone he likes?

"Because Tang Xiaoyi's personality is very good, and he is the type I admire very much," Ying Yu convinced himself silently, "It's normal to appreciate it."

Even so, she interrupted her distraction in a panic, and once again devoted herself to the play plan she had drawn up.

It must be that I have talked too much about love with Xiyan in the past few nights. Puppy love is not good.

She thought so sternly.

Little did they know that Xiyan, who had put down the phone earlier, was also rubbing her chin and gossiping: "It seems that the eldest lady has a crush. She didn't come when I first met. Don't be that guy Tang Xiaoyi."

Ah, is this a woman's sixth sense?

So terrifying.

In the infinite cycle of taking Tang Xiaoyi out of her mind countless times and being distracted again, Ying Yu puffed up her face, resignedly put down her plan, and decided to seriously think about her delicate feelings.

Well, the first is whether she likes Tang Xiaoyi.

Ying Yu sat at the table with a serious face and thought about it for a while, and decided to let go of this unobvious girlishness for the time being.

Escape is shameful, but useful.

She patted her face, tidied up her things, and was going to discuss the temple fair with her old father.

The temple fair on Turtle Island is a big deal.

The adults got together to chat and laugh familiarly, and even the father of the sick and beautiful woman who didn't go out all the year round rarely put down the work in hand, and prepared to pile it up until tomorrow to deal with it together.

Smiling, he knelt down to pinch the baby fat on his daughter's face, and the faint bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine mixed with refreshing sandalwood poured into the little girl's nose.

It is a taste she is familiar with and likes.

"So what do you want to do today, Xiaoyu?"

When the father was under some force majeure and unexpectedly had no experience in going out with his daughter, he frowned in distress and decided to let Ying Yu make the decision.

The father and daughter are both wearing casual styles in the style of Hanfu. The light and thin fabric is very suitable for the late summer weather that has cooled down a little.

However, this time Ying Yu gave an answer that surprised the old father.

"I want to be with my friends, dad is going to be alone now." The little girl wearing the same style as her parent and child sighed old-fashionedly, but with a smile in her eyes, secretly poking at her old father's surprise.

After all, it was brought up by father himself, and the father and daughter, who even have very similar bad tastes, don't know who is who.The old father bent his eyes, pretending to be coquettish, and took the arm of the straight old butler standing beside him, with a gentle smile, and he looked a bit slutty.

"Father, I can be with the housekeeper."

It's a nice male voice that's intentionally gentle.

The old butler, a tool man, smiled wryly between the fighting father and daughter.

Ying Yu burst out laughing.

The amused little girl bent her eyes and was so cute. She looked at her old father for a while, and the father and daughter, who smiled as if they were looking in a mirror, ended their little parent-child interaction with satisfaction.

"Then I'm going out." Ying Yu stood at the door, waved to the old father who was cleaning her up, and happily rushed to the agreed meeting place.

It was not the first time that the old father who had been left behind watched her bouncing around—it was a rare appearance to leave the house, and he couldn't help but feel a bit sad that his daughter had grown up, and there was a bit of emotion on his handsome face .

"It counts