dessert and music

Kelly and Linda had returned to the store, and there was still a chocolate in front of them. "When Hilda's bakery opens, I don't have to go to Kelly's." "How can you do this?" Kelly said pretending to be angry, "but yes, I only have flowers. There are still flowers in Hilda's place." It's delicious."

"I've changed it." Hilda came out from behind and stood in front of them.

The neckline was sewn with a circle of lace, which hugged her neck tightly.The upper body is made into a one-shoulder collar, which is similar to the backless dress, except that the chest is made of light gauze, and pure white pearls are sewn on it to make buttons for decoration.Sewn along the sleeves is a row of tiny bows, each dainty with tiny pearls in the center.The hem of the skirt is not a layered tutu skirt. The hem of the skirt drags the ground, and is wrapped around the skirt with two different lace layers.There is also a larger bow at the back of the waist, which adds another sweetness to the whole.

Hilda was still holding the lace gloves she didn't put on, and looked at the three people in front of her.Kelly was stunned, and after a pause, she stood up and fixed the wreath on Hilda's head, and took a few steps back. "Sure enough, the wreath is still beautiful." Linda said with emotion.

"Let me say something first, we'll stay at Linda's house in a while." "Should I just walk back like this?" Hilda looked at the hem of her skirt and said hesitantly. "Of course, don't those noble ladies and ladies walk the streets like this?" "I've never gone out in a pannier..." Hilda tried to take a few steps forward, but it was okay.

"But I haven't prepared anything." Hilda whispered awkwardly halfway.But the three people following her didn't say anything when they heard it, they just glanced at each other.

Hilda still walked very slowly, reluctant to take a step forward. "Oh, look, the sun is almost setting." Mrs. Martha looked up at the sky and exclaimed.Hilda also panicked, and her speed was faster than before.

"It's here, why are you still going forward?" Linda pulled Hilda to the door. "Hey, let's go to your house first." Hilda laughed twice before saying. "Okay, stop making trouble." Mrs. Martha opened the fence and let her in.

Hilda turned her head to look at the excited three people behind her, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.When she walked to the door and turned her head again, they had already left there.

She held the doorknob—the door opened.

Looking at the house in front of her that was exactly the same as before, she breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the sofa and sat down.Rubbing her sore waist—Mrs. Martha held the girdle with both hands, and asked her to put it on, persuading her to look better this way.

A small mirror was placed on the table, and Hilda picked up the mirror and looked at herself in it.She touched lightly the wreath that Kelly had placed on her, which was the same pale color as the dress.

"It's so beautiful." She murmured softly, put the mirror in her hand back to its original place, stood up and opened the window of the living room.

"Good afternoon!" Charlie, who was passing by, glanced to the side and saw Hilda standing in front of the window. He waved his hands and greeted with a smile. "Good afternoon, Charlie." Hilda took out another bag of chocolates and threw it to Charlie through the window.Charlie jumped up and caught it, chocolate in hand and said, "Happy Valentine's Day!" Hilda smiled and nodded, watching Charlie run the other way.

"Hilda?" Eric called hesitantly.Hilda heard his voice, quickly closed the window and turned to face Eric who had just returned. "Good afternoon," said Hilda, leaning against the window.

Eric went to the table, took off his hat and mask and put them aside, and stood opposite Hilda again—they just stood there.Hilda even felt that her legs were a little sore, it must be because of those shoes.

"Let me say," Hilda spoke first, and she took a small step to her right, "Can I change clothes first?" Eric followed her and took a small step to his left, Said: "No."

Hilda touched her waist, and she smiled awkwardly: "Can you sit down and talk?" "No." Eric repeated.She turned her face away from Eric.

"Wait for me." Eric didn't know what to think of, and quickly walked into the basement.Only then did Hilda change her posture. She supported the window sill with her hands, leaned over and looked outside through the glass—it was almost dark, and she sighed and closed the dark blue curtains.

Hilda turned around and saw Eric closing the basement door with a bouquet of roses in his hand.

"I think," said Eric softly, "you should be willing to accept this bouquet." Hilda recognized the bouquet of red roses that Kelly had given Mr. Sidney before she left the flower shop.She covered her mouth with excitement, and then she heard Eric say again: "Although I used to deliver it every day, I just put it where you can see it. Sometimes I let Mrs. Sidney deliver it on my behalf."

"I haven't given it in person—Hilda, this bouquet of flowers is my gift today." His voice was also trembling, and he walked towards Hilda with flowers in both hands. "Is that so?" asked Hilda, catching the words in his words.

"Yes, 'sort of'."

Hilda took the flowers from his arms and held them in her arms, watching Eric's movements. "Bakery, you've always wanted to open it, right?" He took out a small black box and opened it in front of her.

A metal key lay quietly on the red velvet cloth.

"Now, you can drive."

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