Moonlight Love Poem

Standing in place for a while, I heard Andrew's voice ringing in my ears.

"Ansair!" I turned my head and met Andrew's uneasy eyes.

"Then what...you and the second prince? In fact, it doesn't matter who you dumped, I won't let them go out and talk nonsense!"

I knew the reason why Elvis left, and I didn't want to explain it. I just shook my head: "It's okay. I'm not with him."

After I finished speaking, I wanted to leave, but I met Andrew's staring eyes again. I followed his gaze and lowered my head. It was a white Xueyin.It may be that it has been so obedient just now, which caused me to forget that I was still holding it for a while.

There was a strong longing in Andrew's voice: "Is it the dragon from last time?"

"It's the second prince's frost dragon."

After I finished speaking, I took a step back and walked away with the dragon in my arms.

I know Andrew would love to touch it, but now I'm not happy and neither is he.

After returning to his room, the little relief that had just happened because of Andrew disappeared again.I put Xueyin on the ground, watched it run around the room, spread its wings again, grabbed a rose with its claws, and flew towards me.

"Thank you." I reached out to take it with mixed emotions.

I seem to go back to the scene with Elvis at Fran Manor when I was a child.

"Why don't you talk?" My brother didn't come out because of illness, and I was too bored staying alone in the garden, so I took the initiative to talk to Elvis.

Elvis looked bored and looked like a mindless doll despite his well-dressed clothes.He glanced at me and smiled: "Master Campbell."

"Don't you know what my name is?" I asked him dissatisfied. I was just satirized by Brian using this title yesterday, and now I only find it harsh to hear it.

Elvis stared at me and lowered his head for a while.

What, this guy.

When I was a child, I was an out-and-out troublemaker, and what I hated the most was that others ignored me.So after getting Aves' reaction, he directly grabbed him.

Elvis, who was secretly punished by his stepmother yesterday, yelled softly when I touched the wound.

"What's wrong with you?" I stopped and looked at Elvis who was touching the wound with his hand.

"...It's nothing." Elvis pursed his lips.

Looking at his appearance, I thought it was a heavy hand, and wanted him to show me where the injury was, but Ai Weiss tightly covered his clothes, making it look like I was going to molested him.

I was full of guilt, and the more I went back, the more I thought about it, the more disturbed I was, I sneaked out from the railing while the guards weren't paying attention, and ran all the way into Aiweisi's house, only to meet Aiweisi being whipped by his stepmother ill-

The final result was that I went up and knocked down Ivis's stepmother, and hugged Ivis in the same way that Brian cheated on me last time, then lay down on the ground and pretended to be unconscious. Angry, but when the servant reminded her that I was the young master of the Campbell family, she changed her face and persuaded me to get up, and even wanted the people around to drag me up.

"Ouch...it hurts..." I squinted my eyes to look at her, and when the hands of the people around me touched me, I yelled, "Ouch!"

I didn't feel relieved until I made people afraid to approach me again, and said loudly that I would let the doctor come to see me.

Of course, the doctor saw Elvis in the end, and I was picked up by my father who came behind and beat me up.

Originally, my father didn’t intend to take care of the Aivis family’s affairs. After I made a lot of noise, I went to Aivis’s father and asked him not to let Aiweis be abused again, otherwise he would tell the emperor that he condoned his stepwife’s abuse. parent-child.

Elvis' father was a spineless and confused Marquis, and he immediately disciplined his stepwife when he heard this.So when I saw Elvis again, although my eyes were still timid, they were much better than the empty state before.

"Hey," I moved a chair and sat next to him, looking at him with my arms on his bed, "does she still hit you now?"

Hearing this, Elvis flinched and said slowly, "No more."

"That's good." I leaned back in my chair and looked around his room.

I said critically, "Why is your room so empty?"

Elvis looked at me and said nothing.

I stared at him, finally deflated.

"Well, I think you just don't like to talk!" I scratched my head and said solemnly, "I'll bring you flowers some other day, you have to take good care of them, my flowers are very precious. Put them in your Don't let him wither in the room!"

Elvis nodded slowly.

"Thank you..." He was silent for a while, "Master Campbell."

I glared at him, very annoyed: "It's Ansair! You won't forget my name!"

"Do you remember my name?" Elvis lowered his eyes, looking at his quilt.Clenched hands.

"Ivis." I answered him proudly, "My brother said that my memory is the best!"

Intoxicated by my brother's praise yesterday, it took me a long time to come back to my senses, and I leaned closer to him, staring into his eyes.

I can see my shadow inside: the long silver hair was originally tied in a delicate braid by the maid, but I was running and jumping all the way so that it hung loosely around my neck.The original fair face was stained with something, and it became a little red; the blue eyes also looked small and dull in his eyes, and the whole person looked like a fool.

Realizing what kind of image I used to say that string of words in front of him, embarrassment suddenly surged up, and I stepped back, wanting to run out directly.

"Don't go!" Elvis grabbed my sleeve, "Ansair, stay with me."

I turned my head and asked reluctantly, "Do I look ugly?"

If you say something funny, I will rush out to clean it up immediately! !I can't imagine being seen by my brother or Brian like this at all!

Elvis watched carefully.I could see his eyes move.

From hair, to eyes, to nose, to cheeks and lips.

I stretched out my fingers and rubbed the tip of my nose, very nervous: "How is it?"

Elvis smiled and said, "Very beautiful."

I breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in my seat.

I spent the whole afternoon talking with Elvis in his room.

- "I will be with you, you can always rely on me. As long as you don't bully my brother, we will be good friends forever."

- "Really? So what are you going to take from me?"

- "I don't want anything. But if you really want to give, then I want the most beautiful roses in the garden. My brother likes it."

- "Okay, then I will give it to you every year. Don't break your promise and always keep me in your heart. Ansair."

At first I just thought it was a deep friendship, but now that I think about it, why can't Elvis treat it as love?I myself said to be his eternal reliance.This is where the sense of confidence he gave me before came from.And it was this kind of confidence that led him to not care about love.

Did i do something wrong?

I kicked the wall irritably.

"Ansair! Are you inside?" Andrew's voice sounded.

I calmed down and answered him loudly: "What's the matter?"

"You have returned to the imperial capital! He asked me to tell you that it was his father who asked him to go back, so don't worry."

After hearing the news, my mind went blank, and then I strode to the door and opened it.

'What did you say? "