[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

"If you were a railway switchman and you saw ten children playing on the track ahead of a train, and a child on the other side of the track, and the train couldn't stop in time, would you tell the train to change track?" The deskmate was obsessed with philosophical debates for a while, and once asked Joey.

"Of course not. If I don't do anything, it has nothing to do with me. If I do, isn't it intentional murder?" Joey replied.There must be an explanation in the job specification for technical jobs.

"Then let's change another one. A criminal buried thousands of bombs in the city. You caught the criminal, but he refused to reveal the location of the bomb. There are 5 minutes before the explosion. You will use this The criminal's daughter came to threaten him with a confession?"

"...Boss, I'm just struggling to draw pictures. Let's leave this kind of thing to the police uncle, and don't torture our technical dogs." Joey lamented.

She never imagined that she would face a similar situation one day—and she was not the one who decided the life and death of others, but a part of the transaction.

Joey was awakened by a knock on the door at midnight last night.

A note slipped under the door.

The note stated that Carlos knew her identity and would ask the Barcelona people to hand her over during the negotiations the next day, for which they could agree to end the war.

Her first thought was that Carlos really had spies in town.

Otherwise, how did the news get to her?

People on our own side have no reason to do such a thing, and Carlos' motives for this move are also worth thinking about-why did he tell her in advance?

Joey probably guessed what Carlos was thinking.

He probably thought that a princess like her, who had been pampered since she was a child and had never suffered much, would run away in fear as soon as she got the news.

She really didn't dare to imagine how the people in Barcelona would react when they learned of her concealment—that's why she couldn't make up her mind all the time, and she still hoped that she could keep concealing it like this.

Facts have proved that procrastination will not have good results, whether in school or in society.

The tug-of-war between the two sides has entered a stalemate, but such a scandal suddenly broke out. For Barcelona, ​​it may be a matter of shaking the morale of the army.

If people find out that she has escaped, there is no telling what kind of riots will be caused.

And if she doesn't escape, there may be a split between the two factions in the city as to whether to hand her over.

This is probably the situation Carlos wants to see most-to make Barcelona mess up.

The city has held on for too long and can no longer afford such a change.

Joey thought that his dream had come true after all.

Before we go, there is some remaining work that needs to be done.

She sent someone to send a letter to Ada, asking her to secretly investigate people who could come to the door of his room at this time of night, and to lock in suspicious candidates.

At the same time, she herself began to prepare.

What to prepare?

——Of course she couldn't go to see Carlos empty-handed, she had to prepare some presents.

For this reason, she also specially found a long dress with the most exaggerated bustle.There is no way, gifts take up more space, so this kind of big skirt is needed to cover people's eyes and ears.

At this moment, Joey looked up, and his trance vision was instantly focused.

The burning red and white flag is waving ahead.

The people behind are declaring war on her.

"Go to hell with your king! We will not hand over Her Royal Highness!"

"Your Highness, come back!"

Joey's hanging fingertips suddenly touched something hard and metallic under the skirt.

She smiled.

At this moment, she felt a little proud.

It turns out that being as ordinary as her can win the trust and love of so many people.

Joy was finally able to admit that she was actually still scared.

Afraid of the anger and contempt of those who once smiled at her when they learned the truth.

Afraid that they would not hesitate to hand her over to the enemy as a traitor.

Before this moment, she had no way of knowing what they would do—so decided to create a predictable future herself.

And at this moment, she thought, maybe she is indeed worthy of this trust and love.

"Joy!" Mary screamed suddenly from behind.

Joey's nose suddenly soured.

Do not look back.

Don't listen, if you stay any longer, she may lose the courage at this moment——

"Joy!" the little girl yelled recklessly. "Antonio just woke up! He wants to see you!"

The winds of the whole world poured into Joey's ears at this moment.

This is impossible!impossible……

She finally couldn't bear to look back.

She saw familiar, tear-stained but smiling faces.

Young and old, familiar and unfamiliar, they were rushing towards her, yelling words she couldn't understand, making her subconsciously take a few steps——

One look, at least let her look at him again.

"Wait a minute!" The Cardinal's exasperated voice sounded from behind, "My compatriots in Barcelona, ​​agreeing to this deal can only benefit you—"

Joey paused.

Before she could react, she was picked up by someone and rushed towards the street.

Joey was so scared that he quickly grabbed the skirt: "Be careful! There are dangerous goods inside!"

"Bah! Who is your compatriot!" Someone yelled at the other side.

"we agree?"

"Do you think we look like we betrayed our friends and betrayed our benefactors?"

"Ask the people who survived the cholera and infected wounds, the people who died fighting to protect every righteous, kind but weak compatriot in the city, do they agree?"

"Even our Princess Her Royal Highness can't protect us, and we don't have to be Catalans anymore!"

There were chaotic shouts and gunshots on one side, and there was a corresponding gunshot on the other side.A cloud of dust flew up Diagonal Avenue, and there was a mess everywhere--

The sound of a loud horn suddenly came from a distance.

There was a moment of shuddering silence, and everyone raised their heads in disbelief.

That was the trumpet they had been waiting for for a long, long time.

- Reinforcements from the kingdom's army.

The next moment, the entire street erupted in an overwhelming commotion.

Cheers, roars and chaotic gunshots resounded across the sky, the dazzling sun broke through the clouds, and several golden light paths hung down in the sky, as if a miracle had come.

There was chaos on the opposite side of Diagonal Street, while people on this side roared and rushed out with weapons, and many screamed and rushed to Joy, dragging her into the building.

"The king has come to save us!"

"We're waiting for reinforcements!"

Joey was dragged and stumbled, his mind was in a mess, as if he had completely stopped thinking: "Reinforcements are coming?"

"Yes! I will take good care of you here, my lord, my lord, your highness, my lord!"

Olanpu said viciously, "A little girl sacrificed herself to survive? Don't even think about it! Barcelona is not so spineless!"

"Then, where's Antonio?" Joey couldn't help looking for Mary's figure with his eyes.

A cold, soft little hand held hers.

Mary's voice was very low, and she reached out to hold her head in her arms: "...I'm sorry, Joey."

Joey was stunned for a few seconds.

Finally, she couldn't help but leaned into Mary's arms and cried bitterly.

……

The counterattack lasted only four days.

Although Barcelona was at the end of its strength, Carlos's army was powerless against the menacing Kingdom army.

Rather than attacking Barcelona, ​​they paid more attention to how to escape from the siege of the kingdom's army.

So, from the third night onwards, the people of Barcelona dug out all the leftover ingredients noisily, and began to happily prepare the Christmas dinner.

"Do you think those southerners are used to our Catalan food?"

"How can it be so delicious!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to cook some southern dishes as well. Here, make more almond halva, and Castilian cinnamon milk almond soup. Hard bread should be eaten by everyone in the country, right?"

"Anyway, ham must be fine, even a Spaniard likes it!"

At the moment of preparing for the victory, the people of Barcelona sang, hugged, shed tears and comforted each other, and Joy was the guest everyone was eager to invite—the adults hoped to receive the blessing of Her Royal Highness, the children Curious what the princess looks like.

Everyone wanted to celebrate the festivities with her, and almost no one thought that she hadn't had much rest for many days, and she had lost a loved one, and she might want to be alone.

Joy kept on comforting the crying family members, accepting hand kisses from excited people, telling them that the king will soon wipe out Carlos' army, everything will be fine, and this great city will usher in a new life——

When the evening of Christmas Eve fell, all the sound of guns and gunpowder smoke finally dissipated.

People were running to tell that the king's army was clearing the ruins from the road, and would come into the city afterward.

Colorful fireworks exploded over the city from time to time, and the whole city was filled with a joyous atmosphere.Joey finally got a moment of peace.

Every household wafts out the rich meaty aroma of the stewed broth. The ham, cod and lobster are thinly sliced ​​and placed on tapas bread, sprinkled with basil and mint.

The children's favorite is the fluffy honey almond cake, which is difficult for them to enjoy during the war.

This overly sweet and greasy cake is crunchy and crumbly when bitten down, and it is so sweet that it makes people cry.

Joey pushed open the door, and was suddenly surprised to see a shiny silvery white.

A trace of coolness fell on her forehead.

As soon as she raised her hand, a piece of light and pure white fell from her palm, which melted into a drop of water in the blink of an eye.

It's snowing in Barcelona.

"It's snowing! It's snowing!" Excited children ran around the trees in the distance, jumping up to catch the snow that was flying in the air, "Merry Christmas!"

A flurry of snow fell on Barcelona.

This is the snow that the city has never seen in decades.

"His Royal Highness! It's snowing!" A strange young man appeared on the corner of the street, with a dozen garlands hanging on his arms.He saw Joey and ran over happily creaking through the snow.

"You haven't put a Christmas wreath on your door yet! Be sure to hang it, and you'll have good luck!"

Without any explanation, the young man stood on tiptoe and hung the wreath on the iron nail on the door frame, "Merry Christmas!"

"Ah, thank you—Merry Christmas."

The young man waved his hand, smiled and ran to the next block to deliver a wreath.

People have long regarded wreaths as a Christmas tradition, but the Christmas tree is a novelty that has just emerged from Germany in the past two years.

In this hurried Christmas, people have no time to prepare the Christmas tree, but the wreath on the door is still an essential sense of ritual.

Joey looked up at the Christmas wreath on the door.

On the dark green leaves of holly there are clusters of bright red round fruits, and the drop-shaped leaves and pale fruits of mistletoe spread out happily, like a bouquet of vigorous spring in the ice and snow.

She couldn't help but smile a little.

Faint white air curled up from the eyes.

Holly is a hardy evergreen that wards off evil spirits, while mistletoe represents hope and abundance—what people need most at this moment.

The crisp sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the end of the street.

The sound of horseshoes was urgent.

Also too hasty.Such a snowy day may be a little dangerous.

Joey turned around.

The figure galloping on horseback is from far to near, and the large snow fog raised up reflects the warm orange lights and flashing fireworks, like a colorful dream.

She seemed to be held in place by magic, unable to move at all.

Luoxue absorbed all the sounds between heaven and earth.

She could only hear her own heart beating faster and faster.

This must be a dream.

Joey just stood there stupidly, watching the slender man on the horse rein in the horse and jump off.

He stepped on the snow against the light, walked to the bottom of the steps, and then looked up at her.

"Do you know what it means to stand under the mistletoe?"

His faint smile was scattered in the swirling snow curtain, as if it came from far, far away, "My Highness."

A ray of light reflected from his pale blue eyes, passed through the fine snowflakes floating in the air, and fell into her lavender smoky eyes with a crystal clear chill, as if it had taken a century.

Joey wouldn't wait that long.

She threw herself into his arms, completely forgetting that she was still standing on the high steps—he was knocked down directly into the snow.

The thick fresh snow was fluffy.

The freshly fallen snowflakes on the mistletoe shook and rustled all over them.

There was a faint smell of blood from Antonio's body, submerged in the smell of wet snow.

She leaned on his chest and heard his beating heartbeat - she seemed to be back in a trance when she first met, the cat's end alley filled with the fragrance of flowers.

What fell on them was not the heavy snow of goose feathers, but the petals of lavender.She fell from the roof and knocked him into the crocus bushes.

From that moment on, when she fell, a pair of strong arms would catch her.

A warm chest will tell her with the most straightforward heartbeat that there is such a sincere heart in the world that loves her clumsily but passionately.

What the lips first touched were freshly fallen snowflakes, light and icy, which melted into a coolness in an instant.

Then came the scorching softness, just touching it was like a fire, burning away all the rationality of a person.

It's so sweet, so soft, even more addictive than Daniel's honey almond cake.

The powerful arms tightened suddenly, binding her tightly in his embrace.

And she also forgot to think, just wanted to hug him tightly, as if if she let go, he would disappear.

This world is so cold, so cruel and crazy.

But this is such a gentle world.

The author has something to say: I finally wrote this, and looking back, I have such a gentle reader angel, woo woo woo.

Thanks to Shuiyan for the two grenades and one landmine, Sweet Orange for the two mines, Baa Pu, senior diver, Wang_JIAM for the mine~

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