Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

snow on december 12th

This morning when I opened the curtains, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window. However, it was different from the paleness of Esjalan, as it was covered with snow.The snow in Bridling Pine looks very cute, and the pedestrians on the street are wearing winter clothes, scarves, gloves, and hats are a little more bloated and cute.Wreaths made of green plants are hung on the doors of every house, adding a bit of festive atmosphere.

Mrs. Bree told me that December is the end of the year, so everyone has a very leisurely and relaxed life, visit neighbors and relatives, or go on a trip, in short, do whatever you want, very free.

This is my first year at Bridlingson and my first New Years.

There is a festive atmosphere here, which is very different from life in the past.Even when it was in Adaibiling, it was never so lively.It seems that I can live quite easily. Since the last time I went to a meeting of alchemists, I don't want to move anymore.

The woman with mercury-colored long hair stopped the pen in her hand, and she closed the diary.She hadn't thought about writing a diary before, but it was suggested by her husband, which would make her life a little bit more fulfilling.Mrs. Bree in the bakery downstairs is preparing to go on a trip with her family, and seems to want to enjoy the sunshine on the coast of the Eastern Continent.When going on a trip, Crexbe tilted her head. She didn't want to go out. After all, she had traveled too much. The snake's instinct made her just want to stay in a warm home in winter.

I walked into the kitchen and brewed a cup of hot cocoa for myself. The steaming white water vapor slowly rose, and my fingers touched the wall of the cup. The temperature from my fingertips made me squint my eyes.Crexbe sat on the sofa, taking a sip of the sweet drink.Other than that, there was no movement, as if he was enjoying such a boring and comfortable time. "I don't know when my husband will be able to finish his first book." She said softly, with a faint expectation in her heart.At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock."

The rhythmic knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Although she got along well with people in the town, there were not many people who could visit her. Mrs. Bree closed the bakery yesterday and the whole family went on a trip.Who will come at this time?He put the cup in his hand on the table, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Good evening, it seems I didn't bother you." The visitor spoke politely, his golden pupils were like melted honey, and he took off his hat, "Happy New Year. Is that how it should be said?" Cressby blinked Blinking, "Sir? Didn't bother, happy new year."

Mr. Floating Dream took off his overcoat, and put it and hat on the hanger at one side. He was wearing a gray shirt and a black striped vest. His long black hair was tied with a royal blue ribbon, hanging behind his back.He did not come with empty hands, but with something.Crexbe took a closer look. It seemed to be a book?

"Yes, are you done?" She opened her mouth softly, and Fumeng nodded, confirming her guess.

Handing the book wrapped in kraft paper to the other party, the man sighed softly, "You'd better not have too much expectations for this book." There was a little helplessness in those golden eyes, "Creating a story is more difficult than imagined." It's much more difficult." Taking the book over, Crexbe opened the kraft paper, revealing the book with a black cover inside.There is no title, just a solid black cover, which makes the book look a bit eerie.

"Although I intend to write a good story, I probably have been deeply influenced by it before, so..." A smile appeared on the man's face, but the smile looked a little weird.

Crexby stroked the cover of the book, "What's the name of this story?"

When she asked this question, the wind and snow outside the window seemed to stop suddenly, as if she felt something terrible and shrank.The flame in the fireplace made a crackling sound, which was supposed to be like this, but the sound disappeared suddenly at this moment.The man took off his black gloves, "The black goat, or you can call it crazy raving."

Just by listening to it, one can know that this story is probably not as beautiful as imagined.

This is the exact opposite of the impression a man gives to others.He should be romantic, he should be sitting in the pavilion watching the snow, there is a small clay stove next to it, and tea is being boiled on it, or he should be sitting on the porch, watching the bright spring flowers, summer flowers, autumn leaves, and winter. Mei proud.He should be associated with the beautiful and beautiful things in the world, not such weird and gloomy things.

Crexbe looked at the book in her hand, "Is it the black goat..." There seemed to be something flickering in her eyes, it was fire dancing in the quicksilver eyes, her attitude was very Naturally, in fact, she just wanted to know the name of the story, she would not have any comments, questions, doubts, nothing more.After all, a story must have a name to be complete.

Probably seeing what she was thinking, Mr. Floating Dream smiled, "I think it's better for you to watch it by yourself. Before that, let's enjoy the New Year first. This is your first New Year, isn't it?" Is it?" Cressby nodded, and put the book on the shelf near the window. "Sir, do you want to stay today?" When Mr. Fumeng came, it was already night, and the winter sky was always dark very early, and now there were no pedestrians on the street, and it was still snowing outside the window.The windows of each house are lit with warm yellow light, which adds a bit of warmth to the winter night.Street lamps were also on in the streets, illuminating the occasional passerby.

Fumeng sat on the sofa and took a sip of the tea prepared by Clay, "No, you don't have any spare room here. Besides, it's not a troublesome thing for me to go back." Claysby nodded, This is not surprising, after all, the other party once told her about a magic circle that can quickly return to a certain position, directional passage, fast and convenient. "I'm learning cooking recently, can you try it?" There was still a little immature face, but there were traces of maturity in the eyebrows and eyes.There was a bit of anticipation in the silvery eyes. The girl who used to have almost no emotion was injected with emotion like a doll. Although there were not many, she could detect the change in her.

This is a very good thing. She can feel love, experience happiness, sadness, the existence of seven emotions and six desires, which makes life more vivid. She was able to experience life and the world more.

"If it doesn't bother you."

The man said with a smile.Crexbe knew that the other party lived alone just like herself, probably because she had seen a lot of human life, so she asked curiously: "Sir, you live alone, will you cook for yourself?" It seemed Because he didn't expect her to ask this question, Mr. Fumeng froze for a moment, but soon showed a helpless smile, "Although, I really want to, but unfortunately, I can't step into the kitchen."

"Can't you step into the kitchen?" Crexby was a little puzzled. Although she had thought that her husband's cooking skills were terrible, she really didn't think of this description.So, she asked very cautiously: "Then, what about drinking tea or coffee?" Mr. Floating Dream still maintained a smile, "Buy it from outside." The legendary kitchen killer.

Claire thought so, but she didn't think that the level of a man's kitchen killer could be said to be invincible.After inquiring about each other's taste, she walked into the kitchen and started preparing dinner.The dinner here is quite rich, probably because of the New Year.The materials bought before are well preserved in the living utensils made by the alchemists, and the things taken out of them seem to be the same as when they were just bought.

Soft and delicious white bread, soft mashed potatoes, mushroom soup, medium-rare steak, and pies.

The two of them are not the type to follow dining etiquette, and the man will not say anything. After all, he has recognized the reality after stepping into the kitchen for the first and last time. Being able to eat meals cooked by others is already very important. Well, you must know that he usually doesn't put eating in his life.

Warm colored light brightens the room and provides a nice contrast to the cold winter nights outside.Mr. Floating Dream looked at the snow falling outside the window, "It looks like it will snow tomorrow." Crexby swallowed the last bite of bread, and also looked out the window, "Yes, tomorrow's snow will probably be the same as today's." That’s the case. Maybe tomorrow morning, there will be frost on the windows.”

On this night, each family has different scenes, but no matter what, they are all looking forward to the next day.

"Tomorrow there will be a lot of snow, and there will probably be children who will come out to build snowmen." Crexby has seen children on the street having snowball fights and building snowmen. They are extremely lively and have not retreated from the cold at all. I will think of myself who was so excited when it snowed.

The man puts the mashed potatoes in his mouth, unlike other sweet mashed potatoes, the black pepper taste of the sauce is just right, neutralizing the sweetness of the creamy mushroom soup.Floating Dream is not a pure sweet lover, although eating sweet food can really make people feel better. "Speaking of which, Cosmelay, the capital of the kingdom, is going to hold a large-scale ice sculpture exhibition." Crexby also knew the news, she nodded, "Yes, it seems to be put together with the New Year's celebration, today's Newspapers called this celebration a once-in-a-century celebration."

The full name of the kingdom is the Kingdom of Lembedan, the capital of Cosmelet, where artists, painters, poets, writers, and sculptors abound, so it is quite tolerant to those who behave strangely. At the same time, it is also a tourist attraction. After all, there are Too many artists, leaving too many works.This celebration is not only a New Year celebration, but also because it is the 200th anniversary of the founding of the country, so the scale of the celebration is extraordinarily grand.

Crexbel blinked, "Sir, do you want to see it?" The man took a sip of the mushroom soup, "I don't really want to, but don't so-called artists always go out to find inspiration?"

He blinked, and his golden pupils shone with fragments of light.Crexbel thought for a moment, then asked very solemnly: "How long are you going to stay there?" Mr. Floating Dream blinked and said in a questioning tone, "Two months? I heard that there will be a hundred years after that." Art exhibition." Two months, maybe even longer, then it is definitely not as simple as staying in a hotel for a day or two, and must rent a house.

"I'll go with you." Although she didn't know how the other party survived, she felt that she couldn't let her husband go alone. She always felt that something bad would happen. After all, this place is full of artists and lunatics Kingdom - the Kingdom of Lembedan.

[Siesindverrücktnach Kunst, siewerden Künstlergenannt.

A lunatic who is crazy about art is called an artist. 】

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感谢在2020-08-1223:32:27~2020-08-1422:30:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Tan Ye;

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